Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, everything apart from the plot belongs to TVD
Authors Note: This is my first story so the writing and plot may not be very good but bear with me :)
Anxiously I look around the empty hallways, hallways which would soon be filled with the noise of agitated students moving between classes, knowing I couldn't prolong the inevitable now. I was here, sat outside of the principal's office, whilst my mom and dad sat in there discussing the terms of me being back at school.
I held onto the phone I had in my hand tightly, wishing I could throw it at one of the taunting classroom windows but I can't, my allowance has been cut and there is no way I can afford a new phone right now.
How did I get back here? The question that swirls around my head, never in these last couple of months did I think I would be back here, I didn't even think I was going to be back in Mystic Falls, let alone Mystic falls High. Fuck my life.
The infuriating ticking off the clock reminds me of how long I have been sat here, 2 hours, 2 freaking hours, well im not going to exaggerate, I was in there with my mom and dad not paying attention as they discussed my behaviour with principal Tanner. I chuckle silently to myself Principal Tanner, this town maybe the only backwards small town where the Principal is also a history and a gym teacher. Nobody takes him seriously anyway, why is he even still here?
"Elena will behave…Elena will make up for before…Elena will improve this time." It's the same old crap just 4 months later nothing has changed, except the healing wound that's bound to leave a scar and the dull ache below my ribs reminds me it isn't the same, everything has changed. No matter how much I say it to myself nothing is going to be the same.
Anyway, here I am sat here on the uncomfortable school bench, wishing with everything I have that the fire alarm randomly goes off or something explodes in a chem lab, so I can get the hell out of here. I let out a frustrated sigh as angrily push some of my brown hair out of my face. What is taking them so long.
Tick…Tick…Tick God I really want to knock the clock down. Just as im about to pound on the door its opens, revealing my perfect mother and father, Mr tanner trailing behind them. The triumphant smile on my mom's face tells me everything I need to know, the impatient look on my dad's face tells me he was as happy as being here as I was. I don't let that fool me though, he would sit in that office for way longer if it meant I would secure my place back at this school. Appearances and all, I have to be here. My parents, Grayson and Miranda Gilbert. Miranda with her fake smile and book club and Grayson with his crisp suit and police badge, he is the head detective in town, but more on them later.
I stretch my legs still sat down, prepared for going back into the office. "We have decided that you will start school again on Monday – "The over the top happiness of my mom's voice is like music to my ears in this moment, I don't have to start for two days, two days to prepare for the shit storm that is Mystic Falls High. I jump up to my feet and towards the main doors, for the first time today actually happy. "Not so fast Elena, we have agreed that you should stay for the rest of the day and an hour after school in the detention Hall, to start making up for some of the detentions you have missed."
I suddenly halt and turn around. I open my mouth ready to argue my case when my mom's brown eyes lock onto mine. The smugness on my face reminds me I have no room to argue right now, if I want things to go the way I want I have to stick this out. The mask on my face firmly in place so my mom won't get the satisfaction of seeing me pissed off. Unwillingly I plaster the most shit eating grin on my face, I glance at the clock 1pm "Fine its only two hours, why not"
My mom and dad race out of the school as if there was something after them and they couldn't get out fast enough. I glanced at Principal Tanner and glared at him as I saw the smug expression that mirrored my mothers. Without another the look, I turned on my heel and breezed down the hallways until I got outside the detention Hall. I eyed the two brown doors with an evil glare, so it begins.
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