Title: The Hills have Eyes

Summary: Seems there's finally a town where being a teenager will kill you

Tags: Horror, angst, humor, romance, alternate universe-high school

A/N: I wrote this so many years ago but thought it would be a hoot putting it up as a satire. (Character names edited to fit TVD)

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FATE

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The left hand reveals the life we are born with while the right hand is what we make of that life. The right hand is your fate, your destiny and I guess this means that there is no such thing as choice.

At least I didn't have one.

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Lightning streaked across a slate-grey sky, striking somewhere over the hulking mountains and the rain came battering down on the hood of the van. I flinched every time the thunder rumbled as if shaking my body to the core. I hated thunderstorms because my dad died on such a day. We were thirty minutes late but then again Abby was always late for something. I twisted a skinny silver watch around my wrist, studying the charms hanging from its chain. It was a birthday present from my dad, the month before he died. It was also the only thing he left me before he bailed out on the family just in time for Christmas. A mid-life crisis, my mom had called it before receiving the divorce papers, after that she had transformed into this other person, disappeared into some black hole and I set our house on fire. Moving back to Mystic Falls to leave with my grams seemed like the next logical step. Biting the strands of my brown hair, I leaned my head against the frosted car window and looked out towards a sketchy outline of pine tree tops silhouetted against a grey fog. Lightning leaped forth again, a crackle against the windscreen.

"Are you nervous?" Abby asked as she maneuvered the Porsche SUV along a wet sharp bend.

"I'm great…super." I lied, tucking a hair behind my ear.

"Remember honey you grew up here, this used to be home." She said like I could remember growing up in Mystic Falls during my diaper wearing phase.

"I can see why dad chose to drag us out of here." I rolled my eyes. I still couldn't understand why I had to suffer a divorce, the loss of one parent and the torture of moving into some desolate God forsaken small town.

"Look, I know this isn't New York but…"

"It certainly isn't." I snapped, switching on the radio. Maybe music could drown out my mom's inane rationalizations. A saccharine voice soon filled the van and my nose wrinkled.

"It's still a nice quant little town and I'm sure you'll reconnect with most of your friends. This move will be good for you" she insisted and I wasn't sure if she was trying to reassure me or herself.

"Aha" I mumbled secretly counting the months until graduation, only two more years to go, fabulous.

"I don't understand why we had to move back here, I mean you can write anywhere in the world, why here?"

"I guess I needed to reconnect…you know, roots." She offered, looking at me expectantly like I'm supposed to understand her gibberish.

"I thought being a renowned playwright could fare better in the city, you know, fans and all, not to mention the theatre." I retorted, finally having heard enough of the stupid love song on the radio, I was about to turn the thing off when;

"Breaking news, the body of a local teenager was found dead at Dragon's Creek last night. Authorities are still investigating the murder."

'A murder around here?' I raised my eyebrows; wondering if we had just moved into some non-fiction version of Twilight?

"Oh that's tragic" my mother's brows knotted, wrinkling her forehead." But it's just a random act of violence honey; Mystic Falls is the safest place in the world."

"Great, so I'll either die of boredom or the serial killer will get me." I chuckled, hugging my knees against my chest. I was actually beyond funny but I had to suck the giggle in when Abby shot me an icy glare like I was making fun of religion or something.

"Tragic "I eventually mimicked her, trailing off as we reached the sprawling grey-bricked building of Mystic Falls high school.

"Have fun, make friends." Abby smiled, her face looking remotely human again.

"By the way those new earrings look great on you." she added with a wink.

"Whatever, "my fingers flew to the silver stars on my earlobes, a welcoming gift from my grams, Sheila. I pulled the black leather satchel from the back seat slinging it over my right shoulder. I could feel my lips twist into a nervous grimace as I pulled up the grey skinny jeans making my way toward the building, the whole way thinking how unfortunate all this was. I was starting school mid-term and I was going to stick out like a sour thumb. Taking in a sharp breath, I crossed my arms against my black biker jacket and entered the long stark grey corridors to my new life.

-oOo-

English, I received a tattered copy of Hamlet and carefully took out a pen and notebook from my back pack which I subsequently shoved underneath the desk.

'I like your hair, it goes with your aura' someone whispered to my right and I turned to find a peachy golden-blonde with an infectious grin and a snug pink Pringle cardigan.

'Uh …Pardon?' I must've looked completely bewildered because her grin widened.

"Your hair," she pointed, her glassy blue eyes radiating "pretty"

"Uh…thank you?" Great, I've become a hostage to One flew over the cuckoo's nest, I thought as I removed the jacket to reveal a cropped white Beatles tee-shirt.

"What shampoo do you use?"

I must've still look confused because the girl leaned closer and added "I saw you at the Principal's office earlier"

"You're new aren't you?" she asked.

" Aha…" my lips edged up into a forced smile. I was dying to end the conversation and escape the girl interrupted.

"Oh, yeah…I'm Caroline by the way. I'm a journalist for the school newspaper"

"Bonnie." I murmured back, no doubt she wrote the mystery or fantasy column for the dull paper.

Just then the door swung open and a gust of hot musky air filled the room.I glanced up to find a boy sauntering toward me, agile like a predator with brown hair that glimmered in the dull sunlight. He infiltrated the air with the smell of sweet pine, fresh blades of green grass and I wanted to curl up and bask in his warmth. I could feel the girls in the class room swooning and my cheeks went red. He raised his grey eyes and immediately I felt like I'd been sucked into the room. I was trapped in an imaginary black hole, suspended in space with no air, no room, just a pair of big blue-grey eyes studying me, penetrating right down to my core. I darted my eyes back to the teacher avoiding his. He was moving closer, I could feel him just as I could feel his scent washing over me, his aroma like an animal that had been roaming around in the wild. I licked my lips wondering if he was still starring. Something propelled me to look up and sure enough he was still watching me, reading me

"Kai, thank you for finally gracing us with your illustrious presence." the teacher said looking annoyed. He shrugged his broad shoulders moving to his desk, the empty desk to my left. My heart seemed to beat slower and slower, I was sure that at some point it would stop completely. Brazen, I met his gaze. His liquid grey eyes washed over me almost drowning me on the spot. I opened my mouth to say something but it was dry. Why was my mouth so dry, why was I so parched? What was I going to say anyway? Should I smile? My lips felt like rubber, numb and dry. He brushed past me and sat down and just like that, the moment was over. How was I supposed to concentrate with him sitting right here, a heartbeat away from me with his scent engulfing me?

"Before we start the lesson, let's take a moment of silence for our fallen classmate, Daniel." The teacher announced standing in front of the class, hands clasped behind him.

"He was murdered up in Dragon's Creek last night. We all mourn his passing" he said to the gentle murmur of the class room. I was surprised that nobody registered shock as if the random killing of a teenage boy was not an anomaly.

It felt like it had been the longest class in history and as soon as the bell rang Kai scurried out of the class room grabbing his messenger bag without so much as looking at me again. I swallowed hard feeling a slight pinch in my heart. Maybe if I had washed my hair this morning, maybe if I had taken care to put on makeup. I had just been too blasé about the school, about the town. I never thought that someone like Kai would…would…

"He's really cute ha." Caroline beamed following me out of the class room.

"I saw you looking at Kai."

"Do you see everything?" I cried a little annoyed. Would I not be able to keep a thought to myself self with Caroline around?

"I'm a journalist; it's my job to be observant." We pushed past the crowds heading out to our next class.

"Well I wasn't looking at him like that!"

"There's no other way to look at Kai but like that!" she chuckled as we climbed a winding staircase.

"He doesn't date though. He's got the whole tortured misunderstood loner thing going on." She explained.

"And I bet he has a motor bike too?" I held my breath waiting for the cliché, the sexy bad boy riding a bad motor bike.

"No, he drives a car. Actually it's a vintage truck."

"Lame" I muttered, rolling my eyes.

"You drive" she asked as we neared my next class. I glanced up from my schedule and shook my head.

"I can give you a ride home after school if you like, I drive." she said the other part smugly, intentionally or not it was irritating.

"This is me, Economics." I announced, relief lacing my hoarse voice.

"Cool, see you later." Caroline flashed me her now infamous broad smile.

"Sure, "I groaned not really looking forward to another agonizing session with the chatter box.

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After the Phys Ed class, my stomach was growling. Maybe it had been all that ball throwing, rope skipping and short shorts tugging exercise. I missed my old school already, where Phys Ed was just a code word for free class.

"Bonnie" a tall boy in a plaid blue buttoned down shirt with bouncy golden brown curls and a magnificent smile came up behind me. His bronzed skin was smooth against his shimmering wicked golden brown eyes. He was smiling though I wished he wouldn't, his cleft chin and his smile did strange things to me, things I didn't like. He had a generous mouth with intoxicating dimples. His smile seem to render me senseless, I literally felt my knees giving way. Was the something in the water in this town?

"You know my name?"

"I make it my mission to know all the pretty girls in the school." He smiled lazily, waiting for me to say something.

"I doubt that" I replied and my cheeks burned as his eyes swept over me. I tried to disregard the fact that I was being a complete cheese and moved along the line, salad, apple and juice box.

"You're cute but you eat like a bird so I'm deducting points.' he sniggered picking the peppered steak and roast vegetables.

"And you are?" I smiled for the first time since I'd entered the Gothic halls of Mystic Falls High school. He paused for a minute as if he'd lost his train of thought. I wondered if I had something in my teeth or if my unwashed hair still reeked of grimy city smoke.

"You have beautiful green eyes...emerald green" he said absent mindedly and I felt the blood creep from my cheeks to flood my entire face. It was practically burning now, a furnace.

"My name is Kol" his face lit up as we walked to a nearby table scattered with a few students. He was tall and sleek but toned with a swimmer's body, his shoulders were less broad than Kai's and he didn't have the same scent…but why would he?

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I grinned shaking my head, it wasn't fair to compare him to Kai. Kol was tanned, beautiful, and even graceful and Kai was just-well Kai was Kai.

"There you are!"

We both sprang up as Caroline's shrill voice jerked us out of the moment.

"I thought I'd lost you for a minute and that would be quite a task since we have like ten students in the entire school. "She laughed inciting a few looks from a number of tables nearby.

"Oh believe me it wasn't through lack of trying." I rolled my eyes smiling. Caroline assumed that I was joking and summarily planted herself right next to me on the chair facing Kol.

"So what do you guys think about the whole Daniel thing, I mean what was he even doing up there in the middle of the night?' she chirped biting into her crispy zucchini. I doubted if Kol was even interested in her theories but I had to admit the initial story had intrigued me, a murder in Mystic Falls?

"Who knows?" Kol shrugged.

"You know what I find strange, that everyone is so blasé about the whole thing. I mean someone died, someone got killed and everyone seems indifferent." I said biting into my apple.

"It was just an accident, wrong place, and wrong time." Kol argued.

"What about that other boy?" Caroline asked.

"What about him?" his scowl seemed to tear her in half.

"He was also killed, a single bullet straight through the skull if I remember correctly." Caroline insisted looking like she was about to pounce at him with her silver fork.

"But I'm sure there's a simple explanation." Kol reiterated looking uncomfortable.

"What other boy, has there been another murder?" I was really alert now, like someone had finally switched on the light bulb in a dim hallway.

"You haven't seen the missing person's posters? This town has had a serial killer problem for some months now' Caroline glared at me.

"The authorities are dealing with it Nancy Drew." Kol's eyes spat fire at Caroline.

"They're obviously screwing things up if this is guy is still killing." I said quietly.

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"So, what's the real deal with Mystic Falls anyway?" I asked Kol as we left the last class of the day. It turned out that we both had the same American history class. The crisp fresh air felt sharp and woke me up after a tedious forty minutes. I kicked the dormant golden leaves on the ground with my black army boots, they danced on the dry green grass whispering in the wind, and they swirled in the cold air falling on Kol's angelic golden brown curls. I'd almost forgotten just how lovely he was.

"What do you mean?" his eyebrows creased.

"The murders at Dragon's Creek every so often…and life just carries on?'

"We have a curfew protocol." he shrugged. "Besides; Dragon's Creek has been off limits since the first murder. I don't know what he was doing there …" he explained raking his fingers through his disheveled hair.

"Seems there's finally a town where being a teenager will kill you." I chuckled hoping it would ease the tension I suddenly sensed in the air.

"Hey, I'm throwing a Harvest moon party tonight, you should come." he successfully changed the subject.

"Seriously? It's a school night. What about your folks and the serial killer?"

"Unfortunately, they won't be joining us. My folks have a business trip and I'm sure the killer will be otherwise occupied" his golden eyes danced.

"What about Daniel, don't you think we should respect the…"

"I think he would have appreciated a few beers, think of it as a memorial service if it makes you more comfortable." He smirked folding his arms.

"Well, maybe. "I nodded smiling; "I'll have to find a way to convince my mom to let me out of the house."

BEEP BEEP ! A blue Volvo rounded the bend and screeched in front of us in a violent halt; Caroline peered out of the window with a wide grin plastered on her face.

"Are you coming Bonnie?"

"Guess this is my ride, I'll see you …soon" I said to him doing a half wave which in retrospect was really dumb. I didn't really want to leave.

"See you."

"So, did you hear the latest about Daniel?' Caroline asked handing me a banana muffin before I could refuse.

"No, uhm… what's up?"

"He was shot with a silver bullet straight through the head; Bonnie we have a trigger happy serial killer in our hands"