"Blackmail?! N-no, I didn't mean to- I'm sorry!" Hilary looked away from Brock, scared that this would make him angry, but then he spoke again, and her fears were quickly put to rest. He sounded genuine enough in his attempts to put her at ease, which only confused her in regards to his in...

Hilary let out a gasp as she felt Brock catch her in his hands, being certain she would've knocked him down or hurt herself a few moments before. As soon as she was able to stand, she let out a sigh of relief, and took a moment to catch her breath. Suddenly, she saw Brock recoil away from her, and s...

Hilary was confused. "Reader?" Was he making fun of her? Was he even in her class? She couldn't tell what he was trying to say, but it made her feel even more uncomfortable than she'd been before. In fact, she thought he looked a little awkward himself, though why he would feel like that a...

Hilary's heart gradually returned to its regular pace, and once Brock had told her that he wasn't there to skate, she seemed to calm down. It wasn't her fault though, she was just never any good around people she didn't know, especially so since moving to a whole new country. "Oh, cool." S...

Hilary's heart almost leapt out from her chest as she saw Brock Mason standing at the edge of the rink, watching her. The blood in her face rose to the surface as he gave her a laid-back wave from across the rink, causing her to freeze on the spot. Oh God. It's that guy from school. Has he been watc...

Look to the left... Pause. Look to the right... Pause. Centre-frame... Pause. Smile. Step out on to the ice, no-one around. Quiet today, more so than usual. Breathing's heavy as she makes her way around the rink, taking her time so she doesn't slip. One, two, one, two, her blades cut the surface rou...

"So Violet, are you going to vote for me for prom queen?" Leila nudged Violet with her finger, chuckling to herself before slipping her vote into the ballot box. Prom Queen: Leila Langford Prom King: Ricky Fortino "I'm voting for Ricky and me 'cause he owes me." "He owes you...

Violet Druce Violet Druce was a small, skinny Chinese-American girl with purple hair and large, pierced-on-one-side ears. She wore a loose, purple hooded sweater with a pair of black, ill-fitting trousers hanging belt-less from her hips. She walked with a look of urgency about her, as her sneakers ...

Looking over Madeleine's shoulder, she watched as the arrows stretched out across the paper, showing Violet the many theoretical ways in which she could strike a spare. Hearing her ball appear in front of them, she pried her eyes away from the diagram in order to take her turn. Her eyes stared ahead...

Not dwelling on the fact that Madeleine had dodged her question, Violet quietly watched as the girl bowled herself a spare while waiting for her turn. Unfortunately, as her turn came around, her Dad decided that now would be a good time to emerge from the bathroom at long last. Just as Violet was pl...

"A game?" Taking a moment to think about her offer, Violet glanced over to the bathroom where her father had gone into a few minutes ago. It didn't look like he was going to be finished any time soon, and since he was being such a child, she wasn't thrilled at the prospect of being driven ...

Nice going, Vi, she only wanted change and you managed to make her look like an idiot. Crap. She watched as Madeleine fluttered around the bowling alley, grabbing her money from the machine with a face the colour of the ketchup on her fries. Wondering if she should try talking to her again, she rea...

Not knowing how long her father would be, Violet waited silently in her seat, shifting her body awkwardly as she made sure no-one was looking her way. Letting out a frustrated sigh, she decided to take a walk around the bowling alley to cool herself off. "H-hey. You're from Bayview right? Uh......

An hour later, Violet and Ray had finished their game and began taking off their bowling shoes. Ray grumbled under his breath as he pulled off the tight shoes and dropped them to the floor. Meanwhile, Violet was humming to herself as she slipped into her own pair of shoes, then proceeded to the main...

((Violet Druce continued from Q&A )) "Thanks for picking up my phone on the way here, Dad." Violet said with a smile as she and her father, Ray, walked through the double doors of the newly-opened All-Star bowling alley. "No problem, Vi. Since I'm payin' fer the game though, you h...