Killing Me

Violet's eyebrows furrowed, her hand moving the stick across the dry ground. One letter, sign, two letter-

"Violet!"

The blond nearly jumped out of her skin, recognizing the voice as well as the shoes approaching her. Her body tensed as she quickly dug the heel of her boot into the ground, making it look less like"V+C" and more like dirt. As her eyes glanced up to meet Clementine's, the butterflies in her stomach flared, causing her mind to race and her heart to beat out of her chest. Why did she have to say her name like that?