Need opinions for this novel I’m writing for class (wip)

Times I have scrapped and rewritten the novel: 3

THIS IS MORE MATURE BECAUSE…I DON’T KNOW

tw: mainly swears? (Mainly this area will be filled as novel continues(

Authors Note: for the research made for this…only reason why ikm prob gonna stick with this is because holy digital footprint 😅

A week after that day.

The judge stood on his perch, the court's breathing seemed to stop. Such as prey seeing a predator. “All rise.” The judge murmured. Everyone stood. Even myself. Whispers emerged softly from the gallery. “God save the wretched whore.” Some muttered. “She shouldn't have been out.” Some pointed towards me. I stared at the floor, my breath shuddered slightly. “You may sit.” The judge sighed. The sound of chairs scraping against wooden planks filled the room. The judge gazed my way, his voice now sharp. “Might I ask the defendant's name and lawyer?” I stood up, holding my hands gently. “Your honor, I’m Melinda.. I’m representing Violet. I could not get a lawyer due to my age and the case of her murder.” The judge rolled his eyes. “Then a lawyer shall be appointed towards you.” The prosecutor slammed his hands on the table. “Your Honor, if I may! We all know she’s guilty of the crime. My client Anthony Davis did not commit this crime.” The judge looked at me, then sighed. “Let her tell the story first.” I stood straighter. “Of course your honor…I thank you.” The judge waved his hand dismissively. “Get on with it.”

A month before that day.

(Violet’s Pov, 1st person)

“Melinda I’m not going.” I sighed, closing my locker. Melinda sighed. “Come Vi, it’s homecoming and it’s our last year of high school! Are you chicken because Travis will be there?~” I turned to face Melinda swinging my bag to my shoulder. “Travis was an attempted savior of last year after my Aunt Mary’s death. I chose to rely on someone rather than cope.” Melinda nodded. “Fair. But, you haven’t been to any school events since freshman year.” I shook my head. “I was in the school musical.” Melinda rolled her eyes. “You were a tree.” I shrugged. “I got to do the most important thing: Photosynthesis.” I laughed softly, Melinda hit my shoulder softly. “Just, at least stay for an hour ok? It’s next month anyways, you don’t have  to bring a date, just you ok?” I paused, ‘was this a good idea?’ I thought…but my mouth chose to have no instincts today. “Sure, I’ll try to be there.” Melinda jumped slightly, clapping her hands. “Perfect! I’ll help you with dress shopping!” The bell rang. “We have to go to class now… I’ll see you later Mel.” Melinda waved as she started running. “Of course! See you later V!”

I walked to my math class, I saw a group of boys walking towards me. I knew them back in middle school. They always gave me such problems, they would force me to give them my lunch money or beat me up. Instead of the school punishing them, they were made into varsity football players. One of them, Anthony Davis, walked towards me. “Why isn’t it a little Violet Walkins?” His voice purred. “I haven’t seen you since eighth grade, where have you been?” I gripped my bag tighter. “Big school.” I forced my voice out. “I’ve seen many people I’ve not seen since eighth grade either.” I started to move away, but the other players blocked my way. “I’m going to be late.” I said. But Anthony laughed darkly. “That's none of my concern. Look here V.” 

He spun me around to face him, I flinched by instinct, my voice shook as I spoke. “Anthony, I’m not 13 anymore. You can’t start this up again.” He tilted his head. “I’m not going to beat you up. Well I am if you don’t accept this favor.” I tensed slightly. “Accept what?” I shot at him. I stood straighter. He smiled, an evil one that showed far too much teeth. “To be my date to homecoming next month of course!” I laughed. “Yeah right, like I’d ever go to homecoming with a peice of shit such was yourself.” He gripped my shirt. “Do you want to say that again?". He started raising a fist towards my face, I closed my eyes, ready to feel the connection of his fist to my face.

“Anthony Davis.” A voice said. It was sharp and commanding. I opened my eyes, seeing the ‘guidance consultant’/Vice Principal Mr.Smith standing there. “Aren’t you supposed to be in football right now?” Anthony let go of my shirt. “Just, seeing an old friend Mr.Smith!” He placed a fake smile, but Mr.Smith knew that was bullshit. “Principals office. Now.” Anthony sighed. “Yes Mr.smith.” Then looked at me, mouthing ‘you are so dead after school.’ Then he started walking. I knew if I stood longer I would be late then sent to the office. I grabbed my stuff and started running down the hall, entering my math class as the bell rang. My teacher, Mr.brown smiled. “Welcome Violet! Glad to see you decided to join us on time!” I sat in my seat, I felt a tap on my back. I turned around and saw Matt, I handed him a piece of paper.

Matt: 

V, you alright? You look like you saw a ghost.

Me:

Anthony David cornered me right now.

Matt:

Oh god, what did he do this time?

Me:

Decided to threaten/ask me out to homecoming.

Matt:

…that bitch.

Me:

THAT'S WHAT I’M SAYING!!!

I

I looked at the board. Seeing Mr.Brown still droning on about finding the X variable. I looked at the clock ‘only 730 hours till my doom.’ My thoughts purred. ‘Just got to survive until then’  I quickly drew a flower on my Assignment. Then stared at it, when the bell rang I grabbed my stuff. I checked my phone seeing a message from Melinda in the group chat containing me and Matt too, she had typed “wanna hang out after school?” Matt replied a thumbs up, I just sent a quick “ok” then walked out the door.

As long as everything goes well within this month it shall be fine.

Right? 

Twenty days till that day.

(Melinda’s POV)

I laid in my bed, staring at the ceiling. I smiled to myself. ‘Twenty days till homecoming!’ I thought ‘only 480 hours till the best day of our lives.’ I sat up as my phone buzzed. A text from Matt and Violet saying they were here. I got up and threw on my shoes. I ran downstairs. “Mom!” I called out. “I’m going out! I’ll be back before dinner!” Then grabbed the keys and ran out. Violet and Matt were already standing out. Matt was smiling. “Homecoming shopping for our wonderous lady here!” He chimed as he getsuerer to Violet. She sighed. “Guys, I don’t understand why it’s such a big deal.” I walked out the car with her and Matt, opening the car door as everyone went in it. “Because!” I began. “You have no social life, you’ll thank us next month.” Violet rolled her eyes. “Fine…As long as I get to wear a suit.” 

Matt groaned. “You and that suit. Cmon V, embrace the feminine side of yourself.” I nodded, turning the key into the engine. “Congrats Matt, You’ve grown a brain cell.” Matt placed a hand to his chest, gasping. “I’m wounded. I shall never recover.” Violet laughed. “Dear god Matt, maybe you need to embrace your masculine side as well.” Matt sat up. “I wish I could. But the theater calls for someone to lead the stage. I was chosen for that.” I started pulling out of the driveway. “V, we don’t have to buy anything today. We can just look.” Violet nodded. “Thank you Mel.” I nodded back. “Anytime. THAT'S what best friends are for. Now, to the mall!” Matt slowly reached to turn on the radio and I quickly slapped his hand. “We are NOT listening to musicals.” Matt groaned. “You have no taste Mel.” Violet sighed. “I wouldn’t mind a song from maybe…heathers?” I groaned. “As long as it isn’t me-“ Violet cut me off. “It’s meant to be yours.” I focused on the road. “FhhhhhINE.” Matt and Violet cheered, sticking the tape in.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~at the mall cause I’m lazy rn~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“How about this one?” I said, pulling out a deep blue dress from the rack. “It’s your size, budget and…kinda of..” Violet glanced at it. “Revealing?” She murmured. I put it back into the rack. “Yeah…” Matt pulled out a suit. “What if we just bought a suit and you can sew things on it? Like customized it. How about that V?” Violet paused, mulling the thought over. “I like that idea actually. I am getting better at sewing.” Matt cheered. “That’s what I'm talking about V!” I sighed. “Now the hard part is converting men’s sizes to women's.” Violet paused. “A medium in men’s is large in women’s. So a small would be my size,” I paused. “How’d you know that?” Violet shurgged. “Desgin class. That and our freshmen orientation shirts were all men's sizes.” Matt nodded. “It was so big on you V.” Violet laughed. “God it was.” She pulled a small size suit off of the rack. “In budget, basic color and I have felt and fabric left. It’s perfect.” I nodded. “Good, now let’s get some food. I’m hungry.” Matt and Violet smiled. “Agreed.”

We all sat in the food court. Eating whatever it had to offer. Violet looked a little distracted. “Hey V, you ok?” I questioned. Violet quickly nodded. “Y-yeah. Just..thinking about the design for the suit.” She murmured. I nodded. “Ok, but if something is bothering you, let me know ok?” She stared at her food, then. “Ok.” We ate in silence for five minutes, then a voice behind us. “There she is!” Then a group of guys came over. Violet looked at the ground. “Anthony…” she began but Anthony laughed, throwing her to the ground. “We aren’t in school V, Mr.Smith isn’t here to save you now.” One his football goons laughed. “Yeah,” he chimed in. “You better reconsider Anthony’s proposal for homecoming.” Me and Matt stood up. “Hey, leave her alone!” Two of the footballs grabbed us “You're not going anywhere little lady.” One of them said to me, Anthony Davis walked over to Violet. “Go homecoming with me V. I’ll let them go. If you refuse….” He snapped, to which the football players raised fists between me and Matt’s faces. “Maybe I won’t be as nice.” I tried to get out of the grip. “V! Don’t do it! We can handle it!” Violet looked up at Anthony. Then…

“Ok…i‘ll go with you.” She whispered. Her voice was so small. Anthony snapped again, the football players dropped us. “Wonderful!” He exclaimed. “I’ll make sure to pick you up then. Come along now boys.” He started walking away. “We got practice soon.” As they walked out, I turned to Violet. “What the FUCK WAS THAT V?!” I yelled. “You shouldn’t have done that! We could’ve handled it.” Matt looked at me. “Mel..” I didn’t pay attention to his warning, "Anthony Davis will use you. You remembered what he did in eighth.” Finally Matt yelled. “MELINDA!” I looked down at Violet, she was shaking and scared. “I-I-I’m sorry.” She stuttered out. “Shit….I’m sorry V. I forgot…” I helped her up, my voice became softer. “I’m serious though. Next time, just say no.” Violet nodded. “ Of course Mel…” she checked her phone. “I have to go home, see you guys later ... .my dad is picking me up.” Matt nodded. “Ok V, I’ll see you Monday at school ok?” Then she left.

I think..even though I wasn’t the one who committed it…I think I was the final nail in the coffin to start the trail of Violet’s murder.