This story is the reason Tour Guide was in hiatus. This story is also how I got through this school year. Hope you like it.
Chapter 1: Maybe I Need A Break
'Elena, let's go! You finished your homework hours ago, you don't have to study ahead!' Bonnie yelled from under the staircase. It had been half an hour since Bonnie last called Elena down. 'Caroline is on her way here and you are not even dressed! I can almost hear her yelling at you for being late.'
'I can't come today Bonnie,' Elena yelled back. 'I am studying for the test. I told you on the phone when you called in earlier this evening.'
'Well I know but you need to get out of this house for a bit! Don't you feel cooped up? And you're too smart for your own good. You don't need to get any smarter. Take a break from your life for once, Elena. Just get your ass down here!' Bonnie said, voice filled with frustration.
A thin, curvaceous brunette peered over the chestnut handrails. She had round brown eyes like a deer, straight curtain of hair and a thick bottom lip. She wore short PJs and a blue tank top. She was very annoyed. 'You know I want to get into Whitmore College, Bonnie. It's been what my whole life has been circling around! It's been my dream to study literature since I was a little girl and I am not going to let go of this opportunity just because I took a break. I'm not going to jeopardize my future and go on a 3 week Europe trip with you and Caroline!' Elena said, crossing her arms and watching her best friend with narrowed eyes.
'Okay miss Overdramatic Career Planner, your stupid test is next month and you've been at it for the past four weeks. This is our last get-away before graduation and I'm sure you want it to be memorable. You can come back and study for it. I am sure you'll do well,' Bonnie said, trying to convince her. 'You always do.' She said, smiling. Elena could practically see her puppy eyes from her place at the top of the stairs.
'Thanks but I'm sorry Bonnie. I'd rather study. I have twenty-four pages of notes, front and back that I have to memorize. I'm sorry but you and Care can go together right? It would be so much more fun!' Elena asked, injecting joy in her voice, hoping Bonnie'd agree. Bonnie silently glared at her, and opened her mouth to say something but she was interrupted by screeching rubber tires.
Looking outside the window, Bonnie and Elena watched as a blonde head in the driver's seat, made her way towards them.
'Well, Caroline's here. This should be fun.' Bonnie said sarcastically, flashing a now-you-are-doomed smile to her.
'Hi guys! Elena, why are you still not dressed? Shouldn't you be packed and ready to leave by now?' Caroline demanded; her voice high-pitched.
Elena knew that Caroline is going to freak out. So with a heavy heart, she said in a small voice, 'Caroline, I'm sorry but I was just telling Bonnie that I can't come. I have this thing-'
'YOU CAN'T COME? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T COME?' Caroline screamed. Elena and Bonnie flinched. 'Me and Bonnie have been planning this thing since what- freshman year? And you change your mind? You can't bail on us NOW! We're not leaving without you Elena Gilbert. And you can trust me when I say this: hell will freeze over before anyone cancels the Europe trip!' With those chilling words, Caroline Forbes stormed out of the house, yelling something about betrayal of trust.
'See?' Bonnie said after she left, 'now she's never going to let this go. So you get dressed, pack your stuff and come with us instead of letting your life pass you, or you get to regret not going to that trip when you were seventeen and hear her,' she gestured to the door, 'whine about what a horrible friend you are, for the rest of your life.' Elena didn't want to admit it but she was steadily succeeding in making Elena feel guilty.
'It's your choice.' Bonnie said and joined Caroline outside, into the warm summer.
Elena stood motionless in her spot. She didn't know what to do. Bonnie and Caroline's words sparked an intense debate in her head.
Gaaaaah...but I have to study for this test! It's a make or break thing for me. This is the only way I can get into Whitmore College. But if I don't go, Caroline will probably bug me till my last breath. And anyways, I think I studied enough. I can always come back and study. Besides, it's been a long time since I've been on a vacation. Maybe I need to listen to Bonnie. Maybe I need a break.
Taking a deep breath, Elena stepped out of her house, onto the porch. Bonnie was consoling a hysterical Caroline outside her porch. Elena felt a twinge of guilt. She was the reason Caroline had turned into a weepy mess. She was going to make this right.
Elena walked forward cautiously. Bonnie and Caroline had their backs to her with Caroline's head on Bonnie's shoulder. She took a deep breath and started, 'Guys?'
Caroline and Bonnie turned around at her voice. Caroline's eyes were shining with hate and betrayal, Bonnie's more sorry and apologetic for the two of them. Elena stared at Caroline for a while, until she looked like she'd listen to her. Then, she smiled a wide smile. Watching her friend's face grow increasingly confused. It probably looked very insensitive to Care.
Then, Elena gave a subtle nod and smiled wider. 'I'm in. I want to come with you to Europe.' Bonnie and Caroline stared at Elena for a long time, assessing if she was serious. Realizing she was, they turned to look at each other in shocked joy. Caroline looked like a kid who got a free pass to Disney.
Suddenly, Elena couldn't breathe.
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Music for the whole story: Don't Deserve Your Love by Plumb, Get Some by Lykke Li, ALL SONGS BY PLUMB, KAT GRAHAM, All Of Me by John Legend, Back In Time by VV Brown and this catchy song shot on the beach with a female artist that I can't remember the name of.
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