Skye Academy

Violet

I don't know what the hell I was thinking. I never wanted to see that jackass again, much less learn about him. I understood he didn't want Genny to be suspicious, but he didn't have to say it like that. He made it sound like no one would ever want to date me.

Ugh! Ok, so maybe I might have over reacted this morning. But he didn't have to say that! Ugh! I just don't know anymore! I need to sing! I don't know why, but singing had always been my outlet when I couldn't express my feelings. I just felt...so right.

I went toward the edge of campus and found this really relaxing meadow in the middle of the trees. It felt like I belonged there. Also, I doubted anyone knew about the meadow anyway. It was pretty deep into the forest.

So, I started singing. I sang this song from a television show I heard one time. It was called I'm Just Your Problem.

Sorry I don't treat you like a god, is that what you want me to do?
As I sang, I laid down in the grass and stared at the sky.
Sorry I don't treat you like you're perfect like at your little loyal subjects do.
My eyes suddenly felt very cold with the slight breeze blowing.
Sorry I'm not of sugar. Am I not sweet enough for you?
I realized I had started crying.
Is that why you always avoid me? I must be such an inconvenience to you.
Damn it, I had no reason to cry. It's not like I ever thought Nick liked me. Hell, we barely met.
Well... I'm just your problem, I'm just your problem
Yeah, I was Nick's problem. I was everyone's problem. It'd be best to stay away, for his sake and mine.
I brought my knees to my chest, but I kept singing. All the way till the last line.
I'm just your problem.

That was it. I just broke. I started sobbing into my knees. There was rustling in the leaves behind me, but I didn't care. Last time I got scared about what was behind me, it didn't turn out well.

So, I lifted my head and turned around. My eyes caught contact with Nick's. Damn it. I jumped up and vigorously rubbed my eyes. I couldn't set this kind of reputation for myself already.

"Violet?" Nick asked looking completely flabbergasted.

"Yeah. I didn't think anyone knew about this place..." I trailed off.

"Me either. Don't worry, you don't have to leave. Were you singing?"

Damn it all! He had heard that, too! Nothing, absolutely nothing, was going right for me. "Yeah...Sorry you had to hear that. I'm not that great." I couldn't decide what to do. All I wanted was to get the hell out of there.

"It was...amazing. I've never heard anything like that. But...why are you crying?" His question took everything out of me, or at least what was left.

There was so many reasons why I was crying, but I couldn't tell him. So, I just collapsed. Right there, into a sad pile of sobs and tears.

He ran to me, wrapping me in his arms. I knew I shouldn't let him touch me, but he was so gentle. I finally felt protected. It was something I had been longing for.

"Shhhhh. It's ok, Vi," he comforted me, even using my nickname. I grabbed onto his tee-shirt. My sobs were soaking his shirt. I really hoped he didn't mind. "It's ok. You can cry all you like."

This wasn't the same Nick. He was gentle, rocking me back and forth. It was so relaxing. And warm. Nick was cold, so very cold. But then, he was so...warm.

I let myself become venerable, even if it was just for a few minutes. I had promised myself I wouldn't do that, but I broke that promise. Why? Why is he the one to change everything I have built? I barely know him! It's all so unfair. That was all I thought as he rocked me.

After what seemed like hours, I was finally done crying. When I realized what had happened, I was sitting in Nick's lap.

I quickly got up. "Thanks..." I couldn't believe I had just done that. I broke. And I let him see that. He was the last person I wanted to see my weak side.

"Listen, Violet," he started, "I'm sorry about what I said. I didn't mean it."

"Whatever, that's history," I laughed. I refused to let him get to me again. "Also, just call me Vi. I prefer it."

"Violet, I mean Vi, you need to listen to me. I'm sorry. I really am. If that's why you're crying then-"

"Nick," I said, cutting him off, "I said it's fine. I mean it." Him getting into my crying was the last thing I needed.

"Come on, our dorm members are probably curious as to where we are. We wouldn't want Genny to think anything again," I laughed as I ran ahead.

This was good. I'd just brush everything off like it was nothing. That way, no one could hurt me. And that would never happen again.

Nick chased after me, calling my name. "Come on, slowpoke!" I called behind me. Maybe we could start over, become friends. We did have to live together for four years. I would suck to be in an awkward no-talking relationship with your roommate.

~*~

We laughed and joked the whole way back. He jumped on his skateboard at one point, and I yelled at him for cheating.

When we burst through the door, everyone was sitting on the couch watching TV.

They all just stared at us like we were crazy. I had assumed Genny told them what happened. You know what they say, though, assuming makes an ass out of me and you. So, I changed my mind about assuming that Genny told them.

"Um...Vi?" Genny started asking. "What happened? Last I remember, you looked like you were gonna kill Nick."

"Genny," I said, coming to sit next to her on the 3-person sofa, "things happen. Everything is in the past. Now what are we watching? Also, Nick, come sit down with us!"

We ended up sitting with Cass and Kyle in the 2-person sofa, Genny, Jake, and me in the 3-person sofa, and Nick in the single plush chair. Although, that seems obvious. Nick wasn't really the type to wanna sit close to others. Our show was one of my personal favorites, Glee. I also had no clue that the rest of my roommates liked it (and yes, that includes Nick and Jake).

This really was starting to feel like a home.