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 Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 10:04 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2016 8:06 pm
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-flashback-
That was it. Vivien caught her husband having an affair with with one of students, Hayden. Ben had found comfort in Hayden after Vivien had a miscarriage and became distant to him We're moving away to Los Angeles. It's for the better for us." Vivien said to Violet, who at the time became upset, not wanting to leave Boston so forcefully.
-flashback over-
Today was Violet's first day at the new school in Los Angeles, and she couldn't act anymore excited than she looked. That was sarcasm, Violet didn't wanna go to school. New school, and the new kid basically was the punching bag to everyone. The dirty blonde sat behind her ears, falling mid-back in messy waves. Black jeans, and tank top and a light maroon and gray cardigan which slight combat boots made up a outfit, something typical. The difference between Boston and Los Angeles, the history, and climate. Boston was history rich at every street corner while Los Angeles, wasn't. Now Violet didn't have to experience any Nor'easter, winters, snow, rainy springs, or a the slightest chance of hurricanes. This means, Violet's fashion was to change, if she wanted so.
This was all too much to take in for Violet, the move and new school. Violet rung interest into the house only because the realtor said there was a murder-suicide in this house, which made Violet almost beg her parents to get his house.
"New school, same me" Mumbled under her breath as she grabbed the things from the office, smell of burnt coffee and ink from printers. She could already tell she wasn't going to fit in to this school at all. Halfway through the day, she bumps into Leah, who is little miss popular to the school. They collided the wrong way. Way to start the new school year, halfway through the year already, that is. Picking on Violet, only because she saw Violet smoking in a public area, Great. A non-smoker with a voice to tell the world that she smokes.
Coming home, she couldn't feel more like the way she did. It did suck, being the new punching bag to school. She resided in her dad for a therapy session just to release the anger burning inside her from the days duty. Her dad asked questions upon questions sometimes, only to help his daughter out, but it rarely worked. And we're done." Her father spoke, as Violet quickly rushed out of the room, the next person coming in not to far after. Violet went to the bathroom, and had a razor, and hopefully you guess what she was about to do herself.
|| OOC :: Sorry it more forever to respond doll ||
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