Hey! I felt like doing something new considering that the Vampire Diaries drought has taken over me and I've had to resort to fanfiction for some help and realized that I wanted a new character input into the story that not really any of the stories on FFN really had. So...Stefan/OMC/Matt, anyone? I know...I have a lot of pent up ideas in my head about gay fantasies going on popular shows/movies/books...but that's just how I am lol.
Now, this story is obviously AU. Stefan isn't gay, much to my disappointment, but we'll just have to see where this goes, won't we? And I'm truly excited for this! I love every single one of the characters in the show, so there'll be plenty to go around.
ALSO! I've read all the books(except for Shadow Souls), so there might be some influence from there, too...I'm not sure, but mostly, it'll be my own stuff and I won't be taking much from the show's storyline except for the plot...kind of...
Pairings: Stefan/OMC/Matt, Elena/OMC(not the same guy), Tyler/Jeremy, Bonnie/Damon
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Vampire Diaries because if I did, you know that there would be some Stefan/Matt and Jeremy/Tyler action going on.
Ready? Good! Lol I chaned his name, like, 5 times so hope the name sticks.
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I woke up with a start to the feeling of movement in my bed. Almost forgetting why there was movement in my bed, I snapped my head to where it was coming from. To my relief, it was just my two best friends; Elena Gilbert and Bonnie Bennett. The memories of our little sleepover came crashing back to me as Bonnie's face formed a look of apology for waking me up as she continued her way off of the bed and into my private bathroom. I looked over at Elena and she was absolutely oblivious to Bonnie's movement. I chuckled lightly before turning over to face my bedroom door, the tiniest slit of dim light beneath it.
Elena and Bonnie have been my best friends for as long as I can remember. We grew up in this small town called Mystic Falls in Virginia. Our parents were all best friends with each other, so it was only a matter of time before we were the same way.
The death of Elena's parents, Grayson and Miranda, hit all of us very hard, especially her and her little brother, Jeremy. Now, they both live with their aunt Jenna in the same house with all of the same memories which held new and unfamiliar pain for them. Jeremy was only a year younger than us, but seemed to run with a different crowd nowadays. After their death, there were rumors of him buying drugs and drinking himself to the point where he would blackout completely. Elena chose to ignore the rumors, but still kept an eye out for him; we all did.
To both Bonnie and I, he was the little brother we never had. Both of us were the only kids our families had, so we never really experienced that bond between siblings, but we might as well have.
The three of us were amazingly close with each other. In fact, they were the first people that I came out to. If anything, it made us all closer. No longer was there a fear to undress in front of each other or sleep in the same bed, as they put it, which brings us to tonight.
Ever since the fatal car accident, both Elena and Bonnie have slept at my house every weekend since. It was also very convenient seeing as how I lived directly across the street from Elena's house. We used to sneak into each other's rooms all the time without anybody knowing. It became increasingly easier to climb up each other's tree that sat directly in front of our windows with branches welcoming us into each other's rooms. One of us usually had Bonnie over, so it was up for the other to meet up there.
It was now 6:21 AM on a warm Monday morning. The sun was just starting to seep through my black curtains, causing them to glow from the rays, but not yet enveloping the room in daylight. I heard the door to the bathroom open and saw Bonnie sluggishly make her way back to the bed and rightfully taking her place in between Elena and I. The warmth of a body curled up next to me only made me drowsy and caused me to fall back asleep.
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My alarm sounded at exactly 7:05, causing the three of us all to groan in response. I slapped at the metal invention sitting on the top of my nightstand, hoping that it would turn off. After a few attempts, the annoying beeping subsided. Then, I realized why the alarm had sounded; it was the first day of Junior year at Mystic Falls High School. I groaned internally and made my way to my closet where we stored the outfits we helped each other pick out the day before in. I grabbed my outfit and headed into my bathroom to get ready.
I put my clothes on, a blue Famous shirt that made my gray eyes that much more brighter, dark wash jeans, and black and white Converse, and styled my short blonde hair the way I liked it; messy yet stylish, before making my way back out into my bedroom.
As I walked back in, both Elena and Bonnie were dressed and both putting on their shoes. Elena's deep brown hair swayed over her shoulder and down towards the floor as she leaned over to strap on her boots while a couple of Bonnie's black and brown curly locks hung loosely around her tan face.
"Why can't school start at noon?" I complained as I flopped down onto my bed and closing my eyes.
"That sounds amazing, Riley!" Bonnie sighed from the bathroom as both she and Elena applied their makeup. Her and Elena were the only two that called me that. My real name is Riley Quinn. My parents were obsessed with unisex names, they even named our dog Sasha, even if it was a boy. So, anyway, my parents picked their favorite unisex name for me and, well, here I am.
"Unfortunately, the government doesn't see it that way." Elena stated blankly, focusing on applying a touch of eyeliner around her amber brown eyes. At that point, I heard my phone buzzing on my nightstand. I picked it up and read the name.
"Matt's calling..." I announced causing the two girls in my bathroom to stare at me through the mirror, and with perfectly good reason. I've liked Matt for as far back as middle school. So much so, that one of my friends decided not to date him because of it. I mean, Matt really seemed to like Elena, too, and as much as I protested that she should base her decision to date him because of my unrequited feelings, she chose to reject him, anyway. Since then, I've befriended Matt. He's become one of my closest friends, right behind Bonnie and Elena who tied for first. He was one of my only real guy friends, the other one I'm not as close with, but that doesn't mean I tell him everything.
I've only come out to a select amount of people; Elena and Bonnie, of course. Then there was my parents, the Gilberts and Bennetts, and Jeremy. The rest of the populace could just guess about my sexuality. It's not like I hid it or anything, but if I don't truly know them, I don't think they need to know.
Matt was the exception. I didn't tell him I was gay because it could have ruined our friendship. Elena and Bonnie both fought back with shit like, 'your real friends would not care,' and 'it is not a real friendship until he knows that about you,' but I ignored that because I was scared of his reaction.
"Hey, dude. What's up?" I greeted as I turned away from the two and faced my bedroom window.
"Hey, Riles." Matt was the only person to call me that, and hearing him greet me with it just makes my heart beat faster and the butterflies in my stomach to flutter around more frantically. "Vicky has her own ride to school and Tyler's gonna skip 1st, so I was wondering if you guys wanted a ride today." Vicky was his litte sister that was Jeremy's age and Tyler was a mutual friend between Matt and I. Tyler was always the cocky, arrogant typical jock. I mean, he was fine before he made it on the football team back in our first year of high school. But no matter how self-absorbed he got, he was still another one of my close friends...fourth in line to be exact. Luckily, Matt stayed his modest, kind self, though. When I wasn't around Elena and Bonnie, I was with one of them. Although, I tried to be around Matt most of those times.
"Sounds great, Matt." I answered gleefully as I looked back at the all-too-knowing girls that discontinued the process of applying makeup to stare back at me as I had my phone conversation. They generated knowing looks between each other, but I averted my gaze from them to the tip of my shoes.
"Great. Twenty minutes?" he asked, pointedly more to the girls because he knew I didn't take long to get ready. I told him that was good and hung up. Bonnie and Elena were looking at me, wanting to know what Matt's call was about.
"Looks like we're getting a ride from Matt." I announced, to which they only shrugged and went back to stare at themselves in the mirror. I sighed heavily as the thought of hanging with Matt before school filled my mind with all kinds of scenarios.
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"So, I'm thinking that we should follow in Tyler's footsteps and skip 1st period." I said as the nervousness started to overwhelm me. It was like that almost every year. I don't know why; same students, same campus, just different classes. But why was I getting this feeling that everything I knew to be normal would change today? Was it because we were in the last half of our high school lives, or was it something completely different?
"Not likely, Riley. There has to be at least one person in this car that wants to go...right?" Elena said nervously. Since the car accident she was in with her parents, she had a fear of being in a car. It was almost unnoticeable, but only if you've never met her before.
Elena's question remained unanswered. "Well, then why are we all still going again?" she asked, needing to be reassured that there had to be some reason of going today.
"Because if we don't, the-OH SHIT!" Matt exclaimed as he slammed on the brakes to stop us from hitting an incredibly large crow. As the car came to a complete stop, all you could hear was the panicked breaths of everybody in the car, even Matt. "You okay?" Matt asked me, his silvery-blue eyes stared back at me as he put a hand through his strands of short blonde and brown hair. I nodded in response, unable to really speak, my breath still trying to catch up to my emotional state. "What about you guys?" he asked with concern in his voice, directed mostly toward Elena. There was an undertone of understanding why he directed it toward her, even if it was unspoken. Instead of showing my feelings of jealousy, I averted my gaze from the two and looked out the window. And there it was; the crow. It looked down at Elena. No, not looked down; stared. Its feathers were unlike what I've seen on crows before. Sure, they were black, but they were so slick and shiny that it started reflecting colors at the tips. And it just sat on top of the lamppost; unmoving. Matt started to drive again, and the bird's eyes followed Elena as we drove off in the direction of our school.
"Okay...freaky crow-thing we almost hit was glaring at you." I said as I turned around to look Elena in the eyes. Bonnie and Elena looked back and Matt scanned his rear view mirror, but it was already gone. We just shrugged it off as a weird coincidence as we edged closer to the school grounds.
The school was already bustling with the life of its students. Some were hanging in the parking lot where Matt had parked his car, others were in the halls gossiping about whatever had happened over the summer.
"Hey ladies and gents." Tyler greeted as he caught up to us. His short dark hair laid motionless atop his head as he jogged over. His chocolate brown eyes made eye contact with everybody as he continued. "I hear we have a new student here; Stephanie something." Tyler didn't look too pleased at that. Maybe he had already her and got rejected. Boy, that'd be quite a blow to Tyler's ego...he'd probably just pretend like nothing happened but secretly think she was a lesbian.
"Sounds interesting. What grade?" Bonnie asked out of curiousity as she readjusted the bag on her shoulder.
"No idea. Name's all I got." Tyler shook his head lightly before grabbing Matt's shoulder. "Coach wants us on the field to meet up with the potentials." Crap. That meant less time walking side-by-side with the occasional arm brush. I sighed heavily to myself before the rest of us said bye to the two guys as they walked in the other direction.
"Wait...wasn't he supposed to be skipping 1st period?" I asked myself under my breath as I realized that Matt had told me that. I'll have to ask Tyler about that later.
"Elena!" A girl named Caroline called out from across the hallway. Her blonde hair fell in waves as she rushed over in her stiletto heels as they clomped on the linoleum. I never really liked Caroline; she always seemed a bit fake to me. Okay, maybe more than just a bit. She hugged Elena rather suddenly and, while keeping a hold of her shoulders, asked "How are you?" with an artificial look of concern on her face. Bonnie and I exchanged the same looks between each other that kind of translated to, "this bitch!" but we kept the translation to ourselves rather than sharing it with the two girls that stood between us.
"I'm doing better. Thank you." To others, her smile was sincere, but Bonnie and I both knew just how fake it was. We had helped her work on it so that she can go on with the day without too much sympathy for her, or even reminder of what had happened over the summer. Hell, if Caroline had been a real friend, she would have contacted Elena in some way, but she didn't.
"That's good. We should all catch up later." Caroline said pointedly to the three of us. Her blue eyes had a vague look of remorse, but I didn't give it too much thought before I replied for the three of us.
"Yeah, definitely." I muttered just loud enough. Hell, even to me it sounded fake. I think my best friends caught it because once Caroline nodded and walked away, they couldn't stop smiling.
"Damn, Riley. You're cold." Elena said as she tried to hide her smile by brushing her hand over her mouth and holding it there for a second or two. Bonnie continued smiling softly at the thought, They knew that I wasn't aggressive, or even mean, but when it came to friends, I was a fucking beast.
"Isn't that how we roll?" I asked seriously, causing them both to chuckle, bringing a smile to my own face. "Oh crap, i-its not?" I started, teasing them slightly as I stopped both girls for emphasis. "Caroline! I'm sorry! Text me and we can all get fro-yo la-!" I called out, and luckily Caroline was nowhere in sight. Elena punched my arm to stop me as she tried not to laugh at my over-dramatic outburst. Bonnie, however, was busting out laughing at this point. I gave them both a quick smile as they recognized the humor.
As we passed the main office, Bonnie noticed something about it. "Whoa, who is that?" Bonnie asked, putting her hand in front of us to stop us from continuing past it.
"Two new kids this year. Should be fun..." I said sarcastically. The entire school made it such a big deal when a new kid transferred into our school. I was actually very disinterested in the entire thing. The last thing a new student needed was all of the attention and effort people put into finding out who they are without even talking directly to them.
"Don't know. I can only see his back." I heard Elena say before I turned around. The guy was built like an athlete. What sport; I didn't know. He was wearing a black leather jacket and form-fitting jeans. From the top of his jacket, I could see the hood of his sweatshirt draped over it. His hair was a chestnut brown color with the tiniest hint of copper to it.
"It's a nice back." I snorted at her response as I looked lower to check him out where Bonnie had 'oh-so-subtly' pointed out. It was true, though. The jeans hugged him in all the right places, much to the pleasure to the three of us as we all tilted our heads to the sides, almost comically, to get a better angle.
I don't know about them but I bit my lip in satisfaction.
"Alright, ladies. Let's leave before our bodies respond to our sexual gaze at a stranger." I said as I tried turning them around.
"Too late." Bonnie said bluntly. I chuckled loudly before continuing to push them off in the other direction.
As we walked down the hall, Elena seemed a bit off-put by something; as if she were angry or frustrated with something. Right when I was about to ask her, Bonnie beat me to the punch.
"Elena, what's up? You seem like you're about ready to shank somebody with your three-inch heel." she asked, looking over at her friend as she hugged her books. She put on a small smile as she asked to keep it light and not intrusive.
"I just might; I'll meet up with you guys later, okay?" Elena said as she rushed off and into an intersecting hallway. Bonnie and I shared glances of equal confusion before either of us spoke up.
"What do you think was up with that?" I asked softly as we continued our way to randomly roam the hallways. "Think we should be concerned?" My voice grew even softer as I started to worry what made her have to rush off like that.
"I don't know; she looked more like she was about to bite somebody's head off after clawing their eyes out with a chipped spork rather than over-emotional about...you know..." Bonnie explained. She was right, Elena did seem like that, but that didn't mean that it took my feeling of uneasiness away.
After a few more minutes of walking sluggishly around the school and talking about our new schedule for school before the bell rang and said our goodbyes before walking off to our own separate classes. I had a class with her her fourth period right before lunch, but I won't see her until then.
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1st period? Chemistry. I headed to the lab across the campus, the bell ringing almost immediately after I entered the classroom. Everybody was crowded up against the walls of the room with their books being held in their hands and their bags slung over their shoulders.
"Riley!" a deep voice called from the other side of the room. I looked over and saw Tyler who nodded at me with a small grin. I walked over, happy to find somebody I knew in this class.
"Hey, Lockwood. I heard that you were going to skip first." He didn't answer; his eyes were too glued on an asian girl bending over to pick up a fallen piece of paper. I chuckled lightly before he said anything.
"Damn, check her out, Riley." Much like I did earlier, he tilted his head to get a better view and softly chewed on his lip seductively.
"Aren't you dating that Vickie girl?" His face dropped suddenly, but never lost the devilish grin on his face.
"It's a 'look but don't touch' kind of thing, so I'm not doing anything wrong." he grinned widely as he adjusted his pearl-white binder that matched the shade of his toothy grin from one hand to the other.
"Alright, class." the teacher started as he clapped his hands together in an eager manner. "As your schedules may say, I am Mr. Tobens, and this is Chemistry. If you are in the wrong room, please leave now." he instructed as he gestured toward the open classroom, his pupils peeking over his glasses. His dull grey eyes showed many years of experience in these types of things, and his gray and balding hair only backed up that piece of information, as did his silver-white stubbley beard. Nobody moved so he continued greeting his set of new students.
After the introduction, he said that we each had assigned lab partners. Everybody groaned about it, all except me. Not like I really knew anybody besides Tyler in here, so maybe meeting some new people will prove to be one of the more positive experiences of Junior year.
Mr. Tobens called out the student's names. They walked over to their proper tables in pairs, introducing themselves to each other before sitting down onto the sleek charcoal and chrome stools and dragged them into place to sit comfortably at their counters. "Riley Quinn," he finally called out. I stood in place as he continued on to inform me of my lab partner for the rest of the year. "Brittany Buenaventura." The raven-haired girl that Tyler was ogling earlier made her way to the table as she looked around curiously as to who would step up and claim their name.
"What do you know? You get the hottie." Tyler chuckled lightly as he nudged me from behind. "Make it worth her while, huh?" he said devilishly in more of a hushed tone. I laughed nervously at him as I moved forward to claim my spot at the table only to have my ass patted by him, in an obvious platonic and masculine way. Well, as masculine as you can get from smacking another guy's ass.
"I'm Riley." I extended my hand to hers, a friendly smile on my face.
She smiled back with a friendly gaze. Her almond-shaped eyes were a deep brown color with touches of copper mixed into it. "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Brittany." We both sat down; she took the right side of the table and I took the left.
Tyler was called up to sit in front of me with some blonde guy that was on the school's baseball team. Keith Hordes, I believe. He was pretty good-looking, but obviously not the guy that I liked. Plus, he was pretty much the equivalent to the jock stereotype by not really offering much to an intelligent conversation, if you get what I mean. Intelligence is somewhat important to me when it comes to a potential boyfriend. I want to be able to talk about more than just babes, booze, and ball. Both Matt and Tyler met that standard, but still. But their just friends, so it must also be a quality that I look for in friends.
The class was spent getting to know our fellow lab partners. Turns out Brittany loved fashion and took a class at the local junior college. She looked it, too. She had an asymmetrical haircut that stopped just above her shoulders with silver earrings dangling from underneath it. She was wearing a red coat with a grey v-neck underneath. As she sat, her legs extended to see that they were completely covered in black tights and black velvet boots with a four-inch heel that blended in perfectly with the tights to look like some sort of one-piece bottom. Apparently, Brittany also moved from a small town in California, which made sense because she was absolutely gorgeous. If I were straight, I would be crushing hard. She also has a twin sister, Courtney, but Brittany hated her immensely. Courtney was described as bitchy, bossy, and judgemental. In other words, somebody I wanted to avoid. I'll be on the lookout for a Brittany look-a-like with hair down to just below her boobs to get attention from horny guys, as said by Brittany.
The bell rang to let the class out from their respective rooms. I said goodbye to Brittany and ended up walking out with Tyler. Turns out our classes are right across from each other; he has shop and I have art.
I saw an empty seat next to Jeremy and started to walk over to him, a small smile on my face, but as I did, a red-haired girl with a body the size of an anorexic model place her bag on top of the table and took the seat next to him. It was Vicky. Why is Jeremy talking with Tyler's girlfriend? How did they even know each other? I looked around for another seat but the bell rang. The art teacher, Ms. Weinwright, told us immediately that she wanted us to call her, Jennifer. Well, there goes any respect that these kids might have for her. But after that, she called everybody up to get their own sketch book. I stood in line and found the guy in front of me to be oddly familiar. He had on an olive-colored shirt that outlined all of his muscles, or at least what I could see from behind him. He also wore dark wash jeans that seemed like they were made for him and only him. His hair was a a rich chocolate brown with a tinge of dark caramel. We got to the front, but he turned around too fast for me to see his face. I got my sketchbook and smiled at 'Jennifer.'
"Hi, umm, I couldn't really find an open seat. Did you happen to spot one?" She pointed me over to where the guy that was in front of me was sitting down and writing his name into the sketchbook. His face didn't seem familiar, but he was very cute. He had a strong jawline and cheek definition that would make anybody attracted to guys just melt. In fact, my knees got a bit unsteady as I walked over to claim the seat next to him. I pulled out the chair from under the table and sat down. He looked up and my heart skipped a beat as he did. His eyes were a brilliant green but faded as it sunk into the iris. "Hi, Jennifer said this was the only seat left, so hope you don't mind me taking it." I joked as I put my binder onto the edge of the table and plopped my black sketchbook down into the center.
"Not at all." His voice sent shivers down my spine, but good ones. Great ones, in fact. It was a low rumbling, yet it still held a light tone to it, almost old-fashioned. He gave me a friendly and kind smile that made me grin widely practically instantaneously. I looked over at my sketchbook, it's dark leather casing glaring the fluorescent lighting from above us, and opened it only to realize that I didn't have a pen or marker to write my name in it. I looked for the bin of Sharpie's that the teacher had pointed out to the rest of the class and found it to be completely empty. Then, I remembered that the guy next to me had one.
"Hey, could I, maybe, borrow your pen...please?" My nerves were getting the best of me as I made eye contact. I could feel a lump in my throat as I breathed ou.
"Of course." he said as he pulled it back out of his jacket. His leather jacket. Oh, God. He's the guy from the office; the one that we were drooling over. I knew he looked familiar! Seeing him out of his jacket must have confused me. He handed over the pen and our fingers lightly brushed over each other as I grasped it, sending static electricity riding along all of the nerves in my body.His fingers were completely ice cold, but I didn't say anything about it. I gave my thanks and looked down, a bit embarrassed by feeling what I did.
"My name is Stefan, by the way." Stefan? Well, Tyler definitely wasn't listening when he heard 'Stephanie.' But Stefan suited him well. I'm not really sure why or how I knew that, but I somehow did. "Stefan Salvatore." Now, why did that name bring up all sorts of emotions? Maybe it was just nervousness because I could feel my breath hitch and my heart race.
"Hi, I'm Riley Quinn." I introduced, almost blushing at how his smile was directed at me. I knew it was stupid, but it had its affect. Nonetheless, I returned his friendly gesture as I scribbled down my name as 'Stefan' but quickly crossed it out and wrote my own name.
"Nice to meet you, Riley."
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So, how was it? I'm hoping to write more but it won't be quick considering school starts on Monday...yeah I know...stupid year-round schools. But I'll definitely work on it, especially with the support of my friend, Josie. She just joined the site, and she's astounded by how many stories there are, and of those stories, how many m/m pairings lol. To Josie, I'm glad that I made you lose your Slash Virginity. :D