They call me a rebel, a devil, a bitch, a Delinquent, and a person up to no good, but do I care? Nope, not at all because I just love how they all waste their time talking about little old me. It makes me proud of how scared they are when I walk past them in the Hall way. My name is Violet, and I'm the gossip that all the students of Mille Brook High is talking about. I used to be a kind, generous, thought full, good girl, but what can I say? People change. Ever since I was locked up in juvenile detention for attempt of murder, I've been called many things. I used to get very upset about what people called me, but now I just embrace it. The most horrible part of this gossip would be that no one knew exactly what happened, they just made up a story and went with it! I head down to my 1st period class, and take a seat next to a boy named Luke. I can tell just by looking at him that he dosent want me sitting by him, but I don't really give a fuck. He should just deal with it! As I put my dark red brownish hair over my shoulder, someone puts and a not on my desk. I look around me to see who might have given it to me but no one stares back. I open the note and read "I know what happened that night, I know that u didn't hurt anyone. Meet me at the park so we can talk". There is no name signed so I who am I supposed to meet there?
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Later on I head to lunch, my least favorite place to go. I go up to the cafeteria line to pick out what I'm going I eat. I grab a apple and what's supposed to be spaghetti. I walk over to a empty table, when all of sudden one of the jocks decides to push me down. I turn around and right away I know who it was. It was Dylan, he is one of the jocks who enjoy to push me around like I'm his little toy. I stand up and wipe the spaghetti off my jeans and hair and with out thinking i stab Dylan's face with my fork. "Bitch!" he shouts loud enough that one of the teachers hear him and come rushing over. After that I'm sent to the principals office. Mr. Brazil is the principal of this school and let's just say him and I don't really get along very well. "Violet, why did you stab him with a fork?" asks Mr. Brazil in a stern voice. "He pushed me" I say trying to sound innocent so I might get in less trouble. "but why did you stab him?" asks Mr. Brazil sounding a little harsh. "why do you keep asking me the same question?" I say almost mocking him. "Violet, if your just going to be a smart ass then just get out of here and except a two week detention" he says with his usual stern voice. "how bout a one week detention and I won't stab people with forks anymore?" i say. "how bout you except your two week detention and get out of my office" "okay bye!" I say while slamming the door behind me. Right when I slam the door, someone pushes me again! I turn around to see who it was and of course it's Carmela. Carmela is the girl friend of the guy who I just stabbed with a fork, and she is also very popular. "Bitch! Get your ass back to jail where it belongs! Behind bars!" she shouts at me with fury In her eyes. "Slut please get your extensions, fake eyelashes, fake nails, and fake boobs away from me! You might ass well tattoo made in china on your ass!" I say with hopes that she will just have a tantrum and walk away. After that Carmela slaps me and then runs away. I walk to my locker with the burning and tingly sensation from the slap on my cheek. I put in my combination and POOF. My locker opens, but a note falls out. I pick it up and read "Your murderer could be any where blaming you for what it does. Meet me at the park at 6:00. Don't be late!" the first thought that pops Into my mind is how creepy this is and then I notice again that there is still no name! Who the hell am I meeting at the park!