A/N: So this is my new story. It is going to be a loooong one, even though this chapter is short lol. I hope you all like it! Also I may need some help along the way. I am making it a teenage high school story to start with, but I was home schooled so I may need help from any willing parties when it comes to discriptions or anything else having to do with public high schools lol. Anyways, let me know!
SPOV- Year 2000
The humidity was killing me. I sat on the bench waiting for the school bus and reading one of my favorite books by my all-time favorite author, Anne Rice. The August heat was causing me to be drenched in sweat.
It was the end of my first day of my senior year. My mother says this is supposed to be the best year of my life, but to be honest; it's not much different than my last three years. Everybody else still had their clicks, while I still had my almost microscopic group of friends. My brother Jason, who had graduated a couple years prior, was the charismatic one, the charming one, while I was the bookworm, the nerd. I was the one that everyone came to if they needed help with a project or bringing up a grade so they could continue playing the sports they were so infatuated with.
I skillfully ignored the ruckus of the other students around me. I knew them all by name; John Quinn, Godric Godfrey, Jake Purifoy, Eric Northman, but I could bet they didn't even know my last name.
I sigh as I slide my bookmarker in and prepare for the approaching bus. As I start to step forward, I feel something shove against my ankle and I lose my balance. I shriek as I see the ground coming towards me. I prepare for impact before I feel someone's arm grab at my waist.
"Herveaux, didn't your mother ever tell you to play nice?" came a soft voice. I righted myself to see Godric's smiling face. "Are you alright?"
I can only find it in myself to nod before turning to see the bane of my existence, Alcide Herveaux. Ever since we were little, the bastard has been picking on me. Before Jason left, he was able to keep Alcide at bay but the last couple years without him….well no such luck.
"What do you want Alcide?" I say as I throw him my nastiest glare.
He just smirks at me. "Well, well, Stackhouse, you've grown up this summer." He eyes me like I'm some prized steak.
I make a fake gagging sound and roll my eyes. This seems to cause Godric to laugh hysterically. Alcide narrows his eyes.
"You better watch it, Godfrey. I don't do well with dumbshit people." He stepped closer to Godric and me.
Suddenly a hand reached out and shoved Alcide's shoulder. I looked and saw Eric Northman scowling at the giant dark hairy man.
"Back off, Herveaux, I don't do well with threats to mine." He said in a quiet but scary tone.
Alcide seemed to think about it before he looked right at me. "This ain't over, Stackhouse." He says before he walks away.
Well, that's a great way to start off the year.