Like Violet (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/1285506-Like-Violet Violet looked in the mirror once again before opening her door and walking down the narrow hallway toward the living room, where she knew the boys waited. She saw Drake first, his dark hair and beautiful eyes. He looked nervous and shy in his classic black tuxedo. She couldn't help but smile, but when Christian came into view, her smile disappea...[Read Full Post] Fri, 14 Sep 2007 23:44:18 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/535237 Violet's eyes scanned the cafeteria for Christian's blonde head, but she didn't see it. She took her place in front of Drake. "You didn't see him come in?" she asked him. Drake shook his head, but Violet didn't figure that he was too concerned, since he was too busy stuffing his face. She rolled her eyes and stood ag...[Read Full Post] Fri, 14 Sep 2007 23:38:25 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/535235 Violet was rushing up to her room when her father stopped her in the hallway. "Vi, are you okay?" Violet stopped, shocked. It had been such a long time since she'd seen her father look so...vulnerable. "I'm fine. Are you alright?" Her father blinked, obviously thrown by the turn of the conversation. "I'm f...[Read Full Post] Fri, 14 Sep 2007 23:45:54 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/534989 Violet stared at the square of ceiling above her bed, refusing to move from her matress. She wasn't sure what to do. She couldn't just drop Christian to make Drake feel better. And she wouldn't give up Drake for the world. She rolled over on her bed and sat up, still trying to duck a little so that she couldn't be seen through t...[Read Full Post] Thu, 13 Sep 2007 21:10:52 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/534986 {Violet moped around the Cup O' Joe on Sunday, not sure why she felt so down, but she did. She'd woken that morning feeling empty, like there was no real reason for her to get up and go to work. But she'd forced herself to. When her mother asked her what was wrong, she lied and said that nothing was wrong with her, when the truth was tha...[Read Full Post] Wed, 12 Sep 2007 18:46:44 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/534782 Drake climbed into Violet's window as she sat on her bed, admiring the dress and the pearls. Violet knew he was there. She had heard the window and could now feel Drake watching her, but she was still mad at him for how he had ignored her at the Senior Sizzle. She stood up from her bed and walked to her closet, where she covered the dress in the...[Read Full Post] Fri, 14 Sep 2007 23:47:29 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/534044 Violet felt terrible when she and Christian arrived at the lake. Until then, she had forgotten that Drake was mad at her. She'd forgotten that they wouldn't be hanging out together at the Senior Sizzle, but that he would be spending all that time with Andria. "Where do you want to sit?" Christian asked her. Violet's eyes sca...[Read Full Post] Sun, 09 Sep 2007 18:24:55 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/534037 "Red? Are you delusional? I'm not wearing red to prom." Christian sighed and put the dress back on the rack, where he'd found it. "What's wrong with red?" Violet leaned against a wall and scanned the dresses for the one she wantd to try on first. They'd only been at the mall for ten minutes, but she'd already s...[Read Full Post] Fri, 14 Sep 2007 23:49:21 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/533836 Violet took a seat in front of where Drake sat, stuffing his face. She watched in amusement. Despite the many times she'd seen Drake eat like this, it never failed to entertain her, since it didn't happen all the time. Violet had become so emersed in watching Drake that she didn't notice Christian gracefully take the seat beside her. ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 08 Sep 2007 15:22:47 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/533790 Violet wasn't surprised when she heard her door open and close quickly. She could hear the entire fight between her parents and had tried not to start crying. Her mother thought her father was cheating? She knew her father. She knew he would never in his life cheat on her mother. The bed sank under Pacey's weight and Violet pulled him into h...[Read Full Post] Sat, 08 Sep 2007 15:13:12 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/529940 Violet hummed Hakuna Matata as she payed the lady at the register for her lunch. She was a in good mood today. Saturday night was the Senior Sizzle, and she was excited about it. Sure, it was just a picnic, but it meant getting out of the house and spending time with Christian and Drake. Her good mood died when she saw Andria sitting next to Drake...[Read Full Post] Sat, 08 Sep 2007 15:11:09 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/529934 "The ferris wheel?" Violet asked, her voice shaky. Christian stopped walking and gave her a thoughful expression. "You don't like heights, do you?" "How could you tell?" She was staring straight forward at the ferris wheel that loomed just feet from them. Christian looked at the ferris wheel then back at Violet. ...[Read Full Post] Wed, 22 Aug 2007 15:30:35 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/529906 "A carnival?" Violet turned in her seat to look at Christian. They sat in his Jeep, trudging down the road toward, what Christian had just revealed was, a carnival. "Yeah! Isn't it great?" "I've never been to a carnival," Violet muttered. "Yeah, I know!" Christian looked truly excited. Violet...[Read Full Post] Wed, 22 Aug 2007 14:10:10 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/529892 "I'm off work tonight." Violet jumped when she heard Christian's voice so close to her ear. She had been watching Drake eat, trying to fathom what happened the night beofre, even though she was almost certain that she didn't want to know. She turned to look at Christian. "You are?" She tried to get the excitement in h...[Read Full Post] Tue, 21 Aug 2007 23:49:33 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/529732 Violet climbed out her window and walked to Drake's. His light was on and it was so dark outside that the light coming from his window illuminated the entire space between their houses. She tapped lightly on the window and waited. She inclined her head and watched Drake get up from his bed and walk to the window. He looked at her for a few secon...[Read Full Post] Wed, 22 Aug 2007 12:54:40 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/528047 Violet waited until Tuesday afternoon to pluck up the courage to walk into the video store. She had only spoken to Christian for a few minutes that day during lunch, in which he informed her that he would be studying in the library and would not be able to join her for lunch. But Violet figured he wouldn't mind if she showed up. When she fi...[Read Full Post] Wed, 22 Aug 2007 12:53:30 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/528043 Violet emerged from the lunch line to find Christian sitting next to Drake at their normal lunch table. From where Violet stood, Christian looked very amused as Drake tried to explain something very serious to him. Violet sighed, shook her head, and walked over to the table, ignoring, as she usually did, the hustle and bustle of third lunch. As soon...[Read Full Post] Tue, 14 Aug 2007 12:33:24 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/528037 "So, where did he take you?" Drake asked Violet as they walked to their first period class, anatomy. "He took me to get ice cream," Violet answered, the adoration clear in her voice. "Ice cream?" Drake echoed dryly. "The guy comes from one of the richest families in Colorado Springs and he took you to get ice cream?&...[Read Full Post] Wed, 22 Aug 2007 16:36:41 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/525221 "So, what are you majoring in?" Christian asked. He and Violet lied on the hood of his car in the parking lot of the Dairy Queen down the street from Tinsletown. She didn't feel bad for not hanging out with Drake like she normally would have. After all, he was the one who had said he was surprised she hadn't just ditched him last time. ...[Read Full Post] Tue, 10 Jul 2007 13:16:09 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/520336 Violet was unusually nervous as she walked into Cup O' Joe on Sunday afternoon. Would Christian come back? What if he didn't even look at her because she had turned him down the night before. It wasn't as if she had rejected him. She walked behind the counter into the staff break room where Julio sat at the round table in the center, wai...[Read Full Post] Tue, 10 Jul 2007 13:06:34 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/520332 Violet strolled up to the Tinseltown USA where Drake worked at almost ten fifteen that evening. Drake was just coming out from behind the counter when Violet peeked in through the glass double doors. They had seen every movie that was now playing, so she bought two tickets to the funniest one and walked inside. "Hey," he said. "I'll ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 08 Sep 2007 15:09:11 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/518789 Violet stood behind the counter of Cup O'Joe near seven that night and tried to understand what the man in front of her was saying. "A decaf double chocolate frappucinno with a shot of espresso, no whip cream, and double time on the ice." She blinked at him, then repeated what he said to Julio, who she hoped would have better luck wi...[Read Full Post] Tue, 03 Jul 2007 12:46:34 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/518788 Violet Helaine and Drake Andrews had been best friends since infancy. Other friends had come and gone for both of them, but they were constant. Both of their families had moved to Colorado Springs before they were born, and it's hard not to bond with someone who'e bedroom window was a mere feet from yours. Now, Drake and Violet sat at her di...[Read Full Post] Sat, 08 Sep 2007 15:06:08 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/518786 "Violet!" It was her mother the first time. Violet ignored the call and continued to read, tears building in her eyes. "Violet!" Her brother, Pacey, this time, his voice much less patient than their mother's. Violet kept reading. She couldn't stop now. She had five pages left. Would you turn off a movie a measley fi...[Read Full Post] Fri, 14 Sep 2007 23:54:09 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/518780