VIOLET'S AFFAIR (TEEN FICTION)

CHAPTER 8

VIOLETS’S POV

Just a little touch of highlighter before I was fully done. I had dressed up already and I guess, the whole Liberty High was going to see the real me.

I had flat ironed my hair which fell on my shoulders making me look so good. The eyeliner that was drawn on my eye with the mascara on my eyelashes, I looked hot and unbothered.

I felt beautiful today and I was indeed beautiful. This is what Noah had said to me and he was right. This is what I should have done years ago. I should have stood up for myself and be myself regardless of what all those other mean kids thought of me.

I grabbed a black handbag with a goldish strip and that is when I left my room. 

“Oh my God!” My mother was so shocked to see me like this. This is literally what she has been dreaming of all her life.

“What?” I perked my eyebrows up.

“You are so very beautiful my lovely daughter,” She was becoming so emotional and I decided to ignore her.

I changed the topic of discussion and in a while, we were talking about how Senior Year is about having fun, going to prom and living your best life. After all, this is the final year in High School and I need to enjoy.

I was grateful to Noah for making me turn to be this strong woman who now loves herself more than anything else. I was happy with the woman I am becoming.

“Look for a boyfriend, okay love, you are old enough,” My mother insisted on this as I packed my snacks.

“Come on mum, I am only seventeen,” I mumbled.

“Fall in love Violet, a lot. Change your mind, Change it again because nothing is permanent. Make as many mistakes as you can so that when you fully grow, you won’t have to guess, you will know what is right or wrong. Trust me, if you don’t do what I am telling you, even as an adult, you will still not have things figured out,” I don’t know why she was saying all this. All I know is that I am happy that I fell in love, a lot with a guy called Noah.

He turned my world upside down, literally.

“Okay mum,” I arched up my lips at her.

“Take my car, I am home for today,” My mum offered and I was so excited.

“Thanks mum,” I thanked her as I took the car keys from her hands.

Yes! Senior year is going to be fun and with lots of adventures.

I walked to the parking. Just before I got to the car, I took a selfie to tell Noah about how I followed his advice and right now, I am like a normal girl in the school, not a girl who shrunk herself to make everyone else comfortable.

“You look so good. You are too beautiful. I wish I could kiss you right now. This makes me miss you more. I love you Violet,” My phone pinged several times as I received all this sweet texts from Noah.

Replying with a heart emoji, I turned the screen of my phone off before I focused on the road. So far this morning has been great and I wish for that for the rest of the day.

Coincidentally, I parked my car next to Rachel’s, the popular girl in the school. Does this mean that today will be cool, just like the way Rachel is cool? Is the Universe trying to tell me something?

Blowing several breaths, I walked out of the car and made for the hallway. Everyone looked at me, I could see all of them. This was weird. Even to me myself. I still can’t believe that I am actually doing this.

I kept on walking as my heels clicked on the tiled floor attracting the attention of the rest of the students. Even the most popular celebs walked in the Hallway of their High Schools, whom am I to fear?

I was happy that I made it to my locker before a bully showed up. What is more, I had received the standing ovation from the rest of the students. They admired my courage and that is what I wanted exactly.

I was still looking through my books when my clocker was locked suddenly. I was lucky that the person did not hurt me in that rough process.

What the hell! Is the bullying going to happen this year, again?

When I turned to look at the person who just did that, my eyes landed on Rachel.

Eyeing her up and down, I was ready to fight for myself, if in case she was here for war. What was I even thinking, that the mean Rachel with her pack of mean friends will change their hate for me and become my best friend’s? I should stop dreaming already.

“Violet!” She called me and I was ready for this.

“Rachel,” I also called her name now that we are busy calling each other names right now.

“Do you think you will be popular like us?” Rachel was so vindictive.

“What are you talking about?” I implored.

“You are wearing the trendy staff right now. That will not make you popular. You are not even pretty okay? Just go back to your hooddies and stay on your lane,” Rachel said this with her hands akimbo.

What? Is that what she is thinking of me? Does this mean that she is insecure that I can be popular. Oh My God! Is this a very far-fetched dream? Now this even gave me more courage to argue with her.

“Let me get this straight, are you jealous of me Rachel?” I moved close to her sating this. Where did I get all this courage? Oh Yes! 

“Jealous of you, oh s**t! No. Why should I be jealous of an ugly girl like you?” She frowned in response.

“Then why do you care so much about how I dress. From what I know, only jealous people do that. They follow people around because they want to be like them so badly,” I didn’t know I was shaming her in front of the ring that formed around us. I only noticed the ring when they started taking videos of us amidst bursting into laughter.

I don’t know what I will go through for what I have done to her. But right now, I don’t care. . What I know is that I was the first lady in the school to stand up against her.

“Get a life. Stop following me, mind your own business” I finished off with this as I turned to storm out of the place.

The ring opened a way for me. Trust me it was a clear way till someone placed their bag on the floor making me trip and fall over. The brief seconds of being the most courageous and fearless person turned to be the school clown. I was basically an i***t.

The students took a photo of me as my skirt tore in the fall. I have never been embarrassed my entire life.

How am I going to stay in this school after such an encounter?

I have tried Noah. I tried but I failed miserably. I will be the girl in the hoodie. Maybe this is my fate. I am not lucky.

I am the bully’s choice and I am doomed to be sad all my life. It is not in my control anymore.

All this thoughts made me breakdown to a sob. Nobody cared, they all started leaving after the bell rang. I was alone, just like the way I have always been ever since I was born.