Katherine sat in her bedroom and stared out her window, her long dark hair flowing behind her. Sometimes she wished she could be like those other girls. Only worrying about what dress to wear or who was going to ask them to the dance.
She didn't usually put up with highschool. To many people around, too much stupidity. He had drawn her there. Stefan. For whatever reason, Stefan always wanted to be in school. For an even stranger reason this time, Katherine followed him.
Katherine made it a game to guess why he went, she suspected he wanted to prove he could handle himself. That was probably why she followed him, to help incase anything went wrong. She never stopped guessing, Stefan shook away every possibility.
They walked in on the first day, not together. Katherine wanted to keep their relationship romantic, she didn't want to pretend Stefan was her brother or cousin. The noise was overwhelming. Buzz about teachers, gossip, kissing. Katherine could hear it all and it was driving her crazy. He came in later, excited by it all Stefan loved the energy highschool had to offer.
When the bell rang, Stefan went to class like any normal student. It hadn't been seventy years since he'd been heard it, like Katherine. She jumped in panic almost knocking some kids down. Katherine looked around for Stefan, he assured her they had the same schedule, She was about to go hunting for him when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Katherine whirled around ready to attack whatever had touched her.
What Katherine found was a boy, a senior maybe, like she was pretending to be. "You're new right?" He gave her the biggest smile then ruffled his perfect blackhair. Now that she really looked her kind of reminded her of Damon, in 1864
"Yeah, is it that easy to tell?" Katherine said keeping her voice level, she would not let this beautiful boy get to her. That was just common survival knowledge.
"No no, it's just not a big town, everyone knows everyone's business beautiful new girls don't come around that often." He winked at her, "Anyway, I'm Cam, I can help you find your first hour, if you need it." Suddenly he turned red.
Perfect, thought Katherine, already planning to use him as a toy. "Yes please, it's french 4 with Mulder." French 4, really Stefan, she thought, I lived in France for twenty years.
"You're joking right?" He gave her this weird look that she couldn't read.
"Yeah I know French, but I was already in French three at my old school and.." she was gonna finish saying about wanting to finish what she started before Cam cut her off.
"That's actually my first hour too." Cam sorta bit his lip, right this way he said leading her down the hallway." Just like a tacky movie, Katherine thought.