Walking Dead: Violetine Collection

First chapter in what I hope will be a long collection of oneshots for my favourite Walking Dead pairing, Clementine/Violet, this first one is more of a pre-Violetine idea, anyway, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Walking Dead or its characters.

Photo Finish

"Violet Adlon."

I started, looking up to find my photography teacher looking straight at me, for a moment I faltered, wondering if I was in trouble for day-dreaming in class again.

But then he spoke calmly. "Please wait after class, I have an assignment for you."

I nodded and he resumed class. I shifted awkwardly in my seat, trying not to react to the mocking smirk on Minerva's face as her icy green eyes locked with my softer green ones.

'Yeah, laugh it up Minnie, just because you've got some fancy assignment of your own, prom photographs.' I thought irritably.

I leaned back in my seat, trying not to react to anyone or anything around me, doing my usual attempt to be invisible to my classmates. Photography class was normally the class that was best for me, and certainly the one I had my best grades in and now I was being given some assignment after class, where nobody else could hear it.

Did that mean that it was so lame the teacher was trying to spare me the humiliation. After all, everything else in my life went wrong, so why should this be an exception. Minerva was a prime example of things going wrong, my ex-girlfriend who I had broken up with two months ago and still it felt awkward being in the same room as her, even though the break up was amicable and we remained friends and part of the same group.

She occasionally gave mocking smirks like that, at least in situations like this in Photography class, but that was her competitive nature more than anything else.

Finally, class ended and I slowly began packing my stuff up, everybody else already having done so and heading out of the classroom. Biting my lip I pulled the strap of my bag over my shoulder and approached the teachers desk.

"Sir?"

He nodded. "Okay Violet, your assignment, think of this as extra credit. But I need you down at the baseball pitches, taking photos of the team, together and individually please...for the yearbook."

I swallowed nervously, but nodded. "Y-yes sir, of course."

Just great, yearbook photos, most important of the lot, a reflection no doubt of the truth that was being placed on me. Which just made me even more nervous, I had to get this right. Leaving the class I did my best to prepare myself, the team would be having their practice about now, no doubt why I had been asked to wait after class to tell me. It was reassuring that things weren't actually going wrong for a chance, just the usual awkwardness to deal with.

I thought this assignment would make me nervous enough, but I was not prepared for this.

'Holy shit she's so...' I thought. 'Urgh, focus Vi, besides, why would she even look at you twice.'

The person in question was roughly Violet's height, a girl with dark brown hair fashioned into two small pigtails, amber eyes and caramel skin. She was skinny but fit and had an easy smile as she sat in the centre of the team shot as Violet prepared to take the photo.

She had been introduced to the girl by the coach. 'Clementine Everett, Mr. Everett's adopted daughter and the star player and captain of the team.'

She'd heard much about the girl, had seen her around school too but never got a proper look at her. She was so damn beautiful and I was startled at how suddenly I found myself falling for her.

'What is wrong with me, think about what you've just left with Minnie, you wanna expose yourself to that kind of hurt again so soon...But, damn, I...Hang on I just really met her here, what am I doing, feeling like this?'

My mind raced as I tried to figure out what this meant. Before I knew it I had finished with the shoot and the rest of the team was all packed up and leaving.

"So, Violet right?"

I blinked, startled. "Um, yeah...Clementine?"

She grinned, nodded. She had stuck behind, had actually come to talk to me.

"Yeah...so, I've been wanting to talk to you for a while." She said.

"What, really?" I gasped, startled.

She quirked an eyebrow. "Well, yeah, why is that surprising?"

"Um, because you're...you." I muttered. "And I'm me?"

She laughed softly. "And why would that matter, you seem like cool person."

I felt my face heat up at that. "Um, thanks..."

I honestly couldn't believe I was having this conversation, with Clementine Everett, that she actually thought I was cool.

I honestly couldn't believe how my day had ended on such a high note. I might be going home to that damn trailer with my drunk ass dad and workaholic mother, but I had found myself bonding with Clementine Everett, wondering what the hell I was now feeling whenever I thought of her. As well as now having her number in my pocket.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.

I have plans for another 3 chapters after this, but I am hoping that you readers would reply in the reviews with some suggestions/requests, I'll take what ones I can and try to do them, thanks.