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Nothing stays the same

Chap: 1. Sunday Night Lights

"That guy is so staring at you!", came a whisper to her right ear.
Jane Hudson snapped her head in the direction of the voice and focused her look at her best friend.
"Yeah, right. As if any guy in this place would even look at me.", she answered not really believing her friend.
"Don't be ridiculous, Tasha." Jane looked around in the dark and shady place, which was so familiar at the same time.
It was Sunday evening and she and her best friends finished their weekend with a drink and a cup of coffee, because tomorrow everyone would be going back to work or school.
First there was Tasha. She and Jane had been best friends since High School, they were classmates and really close. Tasha had curly black hair that was tied back in a neat ponytail and a kind face.
Then there was Kelvin, a rather slim but cute guy with an edgy face and spiky, dirty blond hair, sitting in the corner of their table together with his girlfriend Anya, a gorgeous redhead.
At the end of the table sat a big boy with huge and kind brown eyes and long brownish hair.
The whole group just called him Rick because his name was pretty long and complicated and none of them wanted to remember all of it.
Jane's eyes moved further around to every edge of the "Chorus Bar and Grill", the local meeting point of Covington, a small city in Georgia. As she scanned through the places the girl always avoided the bar, were staring-guy should still stand. She glanced at the round, cozy tables.
The stage were a group of young girls squealed to Katy Perry's song "Hot'n'Cold", ruining the song than actually singing. A small smile graced her lips. This was the best place on earth!
She didn't care about the horrible music or the heavy and wet scent that came with a bar in a cellar that war her place and hers only. Compared to her group of friends Jane was nothing special.
She had simple brown hair that always seemed to be slightly ruffled, absolutely no make-up on her face and a pair of glasses was placed on top of her nose. The only thing that could be considered special were her caring, open turquoise-colored eyes that now met the person that she tried to avoid. Jane looked straight at the guy that Tasha was talking about earlier and to her pure shock, he really was directly staring at her! The girl lost herself the moment their eyes met and she nearly melted. Her own turquoise ones met a shimmering rich and dark green color that seemed to be highlighted by little silver sprinkles. His eyes were stunning but in the same time they looked hurt, kind and even caring before they tensed up and she received something that looked like a mocking expression. Before Jane could even wonder why the eyes of the stranger turned so quickly, she was drawn back to her friends when the last two guys arrived with their drinks.
"Hey! Earth to Jeanni! Are you still with us?" , Joshua called and waved a cup of coffee under her nose. Jane snapped her head at her bulky and blond friend and shot him an unpleased glare.
She hated that name but her friends seemed to be in need of torturing her with it since they knew each other. Quickly grabbing her coffee and ignoring the guy she focused on Mo, who was staring at the same direction that she was moments ago. The small Italian got back on his seat but continued to glare at the guy.
"Ok, why are you blushing?", Anya asked in a whisper, getting up from Kelvins lap and taking a chair between the other girls.
"She just realized that the cute guy over there is staring at her, that's why.", Tasha explained before Jane could make her move.
"He isn't staring at me at all. Get that in your head already!", she complained taking a huge gulp of her coffee. It wasn't fair that guy could stare at everything and everyone in this whole dang bar but he was looking at her! And now her friends would be picking on her the whole evening.
"You should get up and talk to him.", Kelvin suggested putting his arms around his girlfriend.
"We could finally go out on a double date if you would get yourself a boyfriend!"
Jane just sighed as the blond boy kept pushing her but as even Rick cut into the conversation it just got too much.
"You should give it a shot! Maybe you might finally find someone!", he said as if Jane never had a boyfriend or a crush before.
"Ok guys, that's IT! I don't care about what you say that I should or shouldn't do alright?", she snapped at the group.
"I need a break." With that, the girl got up from her chair and stormed off to the back of the pub were some dart boards or billiard tables had their places.

Kol Mikaelson stood at the bar in the city's most recognizable meeting Point. It was nothing fancy but he was in the need for a drink after having a serious fight with his sibling's about some stupid witch they needed to find.
He just stumbled over this place and with a quick compulsion, the bartender had poured him a glass of their best Irish whiskey. The glass sat in his hand as he glanced around the room looking for some snack to get his blood carvings down. The Original lolled his head on his hand and took a small swig from his drink. It would be too easy to find someone. To him, this small town was just plain boring and he really didn't care why his family made him comes here. They were all so obsessed on finding that little witch that they forget about everything else, like having fun, but fortunately, that was not Kol's problem. He took another swig from the whiskey.
While listening to some girls ruining a horrible song even more, he stumbled over a large group of people who were just babbling on about random things. Normally he would have ignored them, but a certain girl caught his attention. She wasn't talking like the rest of her friends. She just looked at the stage and had a displeased frown on her face. So, he thought grimly, he wasn't the only one who hated the torture that the singers were screeching through the whole pub. Kol moved from his spot and walked up the bar a little bit to get a better look on the girl. He could see that she was one of the girls who had no idea who they were. She looked a little lost and helpless between all those people but she had her own charisma.
The girl's brown hair fell over her shoulders and lay there without anything to tie it back or hold it in place. She wore a simple combination of sneakers, jean shorts and a black NYC baseball shirt. Her eyes were covered by a pair of glasses. He took in her image for several minutes until the girl next to her seemed to notice him. Kol brushed through his short, dark hair and used his vampire hearing to listen to their conversation. So the black haired girl really noticed him after all. That was pretty impressive for a human being. The vampire leaned lazily against the bar and just kept staring at the girl wondering why he was so focused at her when she suddenly turned her head around and locked eyes with him.
Kol nearly lost the grip of his glass as he met her strange colored eyes.
The first thought he had was that they were stunning; there wasn't any other word for it.
They seemed so open and caring, but there was something ancient in them and that was strangely familiar. Her eyes were everything but human. Kol could feel a connection building up between them like an invisible bond that formed and tightened as soon as they met. Time seemed to stop for a moment and then it was gone; simply disappeared as the girl turned her head away from him, stood up after shouting something at her friends and disappearing into the other room, leaving Kol dumbstruck.
"What the bloddy hell did just happen?", he murmured to himself.
He had to see what the hell was wrong with this girl or rather what kind of creature she was.

Jane let out a deep breath and transformed into a long lasting sigh. She loved her friends!
She really did but sometimes she would be happy to just slap them across their faces.
She could hear Mo, Joshua and Kelvin discussing that guy and Anya and Tasha scripting the perfect love story for her, while Rick just sat there and listened to them.
Angry with herself and her friends, she grabbed one of the darts behind her and threw it at the board
aiming straight ahead. With a little (plunk) noise, the small arrow dug into the surface right under the 21 x 3. She actually scored something!
"That was an impressive throw. Care to show me how it goes?", a rich accented voice hummed behind her ear.
Jane spun around only to see the staring-guy right behind her.
His head was titled a bit so he could whisper in her ear. Her eyes grew cold while she looked at the guy who ruined her night.
"Why should I?", she spat with a sweet look in her eyes but her voice being pure venom.
Mr. Fancy Accent gave her a wicked grin.
"Well, I like pretty little things with a sharp tongue. ", he continued.
Jane stepped away from the stranger to take a safe distance between them.
She still tried to figure out what kind of accent the young man had. It sure wasn't American, but it didn't sound as odd as Scottish or Irish. She guessed that it was the accent they used in England but it sounded older. She caught herself slightly liking the vibration and pronunciations of the different words and it had a very polite sound. Still she didn't like a guy sneaking up on her like that, especially not after mentioned guy stared at her before.
"So, what brings you here? I came to overhear your little talk with your friends.", the stranger began, trying to get her to answer him.
"I don't see where it became anything of your business", Jane replied stubbornly, grabbing another one of the darts to throw it.
She stopped as Mr. Fancy Accent took a step into her way, blocking the board from her sight.
"That sounds like trouble in paradise.", he said in a sangysongy voice, still having that crooked grin on his lips as if he was perfectly amused.
"I am sorry, love. I forgot my manners, please let me introduce myself."
There he goes again, Jane thought, but she actually didn't want to know his name.
"Wait. Did you just call me 'love'?", she interrupted with a confused look on her face.
"I don't know, love. Did I?", he replied sarcastic and slightly annoyed.
Jane rolled her eyes at him and took a step to the side so she could throw her arrow at the board,but he was faster, moving really fast as he took the arrow in his own posession before she was even aware of it.
"You are not going to throw this now, love. Let me introduce myself or I am ignoring the etiquette, which would not be good for you or anyone else in this pub.", he insisted and Jane put her hands up in defeat.
"Alright fine! You have 2 minutes.", she told him, still annoyed and mad at him for being such a jerk.
The guy reacted pretty fast and snatched her right hand in his own bringing it to his lips.

"I am Kol Mikaelson; it is my pleasure to meet you. Would you care to share your name with me? ", Kol finally introduced himself and Jane chuckled a little.
"That is a really strange name Kol, but no. Like I said this is none of your business.", the girl replied starting in a very charming voice that turned icy in the end.
"So if you would care to leave me alone? That would be my pleasure.", she said shortly afterwards trying to mimic Kol's accent but failing miserably. She drew her hand back and left Kol without another word.

Kol just stood there and tried to keep himself from ripping some ones heart out of their chests.
He growled and watched as the girl excited the room to catch up with her already leaving friends that ended their Sunday night. The rage quickly transformed into a feeling of challenge and a wicked smirk grew on the vampires face. Anyone who dared playing with him like that would pay and with that thought in his mind he just left the bar with an unfinished drink at the counter; ready to face his family and finally getting something fun into the boring life in Covington.