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Chapter 6. Time passed slowly. As if it was mocking Viola as she looked at the watch for the forth time within a minute. She was biting her lip, glancing out the window as Mr Armstrong, the school counsler, asked questions she didnt want to answer. It had started out with small things like how her day had been and if she had been making friends, but then it had gotten more personal. And Viola could tell Mr Armstrong was trying to get under her skin. Viola found it comforting to see the wind blowing, making the leaves on the ground move. You could clearly tell that it was chilly outside and that autum was there. There was a sort gray glow t

Chapter 5. Viola could hear Jonathans voice through the walls, but she couldnt make out what he was saying. To tell the truth she wasnt even trying to. She was usualy pretty curius and she always used to put her nose where it shouldnt be. But now, it was as if that part of her was gone. She couldnt care less. She just wanted to go out and scream for the murdered to come and kill her already. Viola had thought she knew how it felt to truly hate someone. But this was much worse than she could have ever imagined. She wanted the person who did this dead. She wanted him gone. She wanted this feeling she felt to be gone. And to never come back.

Chapter 4. Viola glared at Jonathan wishing she could stab him with her eyes. But he was just sitting there with a smug grin on his face. Obviously proud of himself and his smart plan. Every once in a while he glanced up from his sandwich to chuckle and then he continued eating. ''That's so not fair!'' Viola said crossing her arms over her chest. ''Come on. I need to know about my family! You have no right to keep this from me.'' Jonathan - who had just finished his sandwich - looked at her, his eyes calm. ''Why do you need to know so bad? What'll happen if you dont?'' Viola looked him straight in the eyes. Ice blue meeting green. And sh

Chapter 3. The five questions Mr Nally had told them to be quiet, so Viola had decided to ask questions after class. It seemed go hours before Mr Nally finaly said that they were dismissed. And when he did, Jonathan was already halfway out the door. Viola hurried after him and soon fell into steps with him. ''How did you know my dad?'' she demanded. Jonathan smiled. ''Oh, in many ways. We worked together on a few cases and often trained together aswell. He's a good fighter, I'll tell you that. Got himself alot of enemies. Im surprised he didnt wind up dead earlier.'' The fighting thing, Viola got. Her father had been training kung fu, k

Chapter 2. Science partner When Viola had gotten her schedule and her books she headed to her locker. All the lockers were a faint gray and looked like something you'd find in a prison. Drew had had to run to her class so she wouldnt be late. When she opend her locker a note fell to the floor. Suddenly Viola felt sick to her stomach. She had almost forgotten about the note and picture she had found in her bedroom yesterday. Before picking the note up, she looked at it for a long while thinking about letting it lie there. But she knew she had to read what was written on it. She wouldnt be able to keep herself from it, no matter how disguste

Chapter 1. Viola didn't notice the note laying on the desk in her new bedroom. She was to busy looking at the empty grey walls and the wide open windows view out over the backyard; which was full of trees and bushes. It looked so unusual to her. The last time she had been looking out the window of a room that was hers, all she had seen was tall gray buildings and alleys going in mazes far beneth her. When you live in an apartment in Manhattan thats usually all you can see. Viola felt uneasy when she didnt hear the ambulances and cars sound that used to just annoy her. She hugged herself but even her own arms around her felt wrong somehow.

Falling down into the deep, surrownding me in one sweep. Reaching up to find the surface, and not finding it makes this nightmare perfect. Water filling up my lungs, and here I thought I was to young.

Feeling all alone, she walks her way home Just trying to blend in, and maybe make some friends Knows what she wants, to afraid of the nightmares that haunt She really needs some air, needs someone to be there She just wanna be like everybody else, have something for herself Wanna run away, to where life isnt gray

Even if i study for a test for weeks, Even if i try it just isnt me, Even when I cry myself to sleep, Even when I push myself to see, I only end up falling deep, into never being smart enough, thin enough, nice enough, fast enough, pretty enough I live to disepoint you, Im slowly disepearing inside, soffocating my mind, trying to run away and hide.

Chapter 4 What happened last night did not help me fall asleep. I lay awake all night and tried to understand everything that had happened. Of course it didnt work. So when the sun began to show, I jumped out of bed and woke Bella. ''Wake up, Sunshine!'' Bella turned around and looked up at me with sleepy eyes. ''What are you doing?'' She said with a jawn.   ''Rise and shine! The sun is shining, and I want to start with the lessons so that I know everything before we go on a suicide mission.''I wanst lying. Part of it was true. ''Please.'' She looked at me strangely, but nodded slightly and sat up. ''What time is it?'' ''It is.