O.D.D. (Part 2)

Violet drove. She found herself lost in thought and in life. She was bored and felt herself, wanting, but she didn't know what it was that she wanted. She just knew she wants something; something she has never before experienced. However, Violet did not desire anything that broke the tranquility and peace of her normal routines. She has battled with her anxiety each day, since her fathers passing.

It's been bad enough with how weird things have been with Tee lately. Hanging with his friends seems to be a bigger priority for him, than she is, and she wasn't enjoying it.

She even drove the same way to school each day and when she pulled into the Temple University parking lot, she always used the same parking spot. It was far from the entrance, so no one else wanted it, which made it always available.

Violet's makeup made the zit worse, so she pulled out the bag of witch hazel wet naps from her center seating compartment, under the armrest. She wiped off all the makeup from her nose, pressing downwards, which pops the pimple. "If she could see herself roll her eyes... and it won't stop bleeding .... what the fuck!?" Violet said out loud as she narrated her own life in real time.

As Violet wipes away the blood from the small but now open abscess on her face, for the 8th time, she looked around the car for a hat to put on, no luck. "...but when she put away the wipes, she finds her sunglasses." Then she gets out of her car, locks it, and runs off to her first class.

***

"Could Violet's history teacher be any more boring? Like he belongs at the beginning of Ferris Bueller." she whispered to herself. A fellow student looks over at her, as to say, "Stop distracting me."

Violet looks back at them like she was about to get up and punch them if they said another word. Yet at the same time, she stopped speaking herself.

As seconds passed like hours, she started to feel antsy. She alters her posture seeking a comfort that won't come sitting in the back of the classroom. Soon the class would be over, but for now, the struggle to keep her eyes open, is real.

***

Finally, it ends. As she wanders the halls to her next class, she sees Tee and his friends coming down the corridor. Her face used to light up when she saw him and she would run to him with childish glee.

Now, she just rolls her eyes at the sight of him with his entourage. Tee, on the other hand, smiled when he saw her, opening his arms. She braces herself as he approaches her. He hugs her tight and lifts her off the ground.

She hates when he does this, but in general, tolerates it. It didn't cheer her up when he put her down either. Violet asks in a frustrated tone, "UGH... Must you do that?! Why can't you just kiss me like a normal boyfriend?" So he leans in to kiss her and she puts a finger to his lips. "No, no, too late. I got'a go to my next class. See you at lunch?" She asks. He gave a noncommittal response. She didn't mean to act cold and distant, but that's how she felt, so it just came out that way.

As she walks away, she can hear the guys making fun of him. "Ooooooh, you're in trouble!" They joke. Violet kept walking, so she didn't know how he responded.

***

"At lunch, Tee never bothers to look for Violet. He is too busy, goofing off with the guys, being a bunch of dumb jerks...." she was not happy, but the rest of the day went as planned.