This story has been adapted from the author xxBeautyfullyBroken1010xx and will be continued by me starting from chapter 8. The previous author lost interest in this story and it was sold to me and I hope that the readers will enjoy. If you have already read this story feel free to skip ahead if not enjoy the previously written chapters.
I stood in the middle of the courtyard, backpack slung over one shoulder, just staring up at the building in front of me. I looked up and read the sign that said "Mystic Falls High School."
"Welcome to your second year of senior year, Sophie." I muttered to myself. "Another year of hell."
Yea, I know what your thinking. You have to repeat senior year? Loser. But you don't know the whole story.
Last year, my grandmother died and it happened in the middle of senior year. I was devastated. We were really close. And then suddenly, she was gone. How would you feel? The point being, I slacked off, lashed out, and got in a lot of trouble during senior year.
My grandmother, just so happened to be a wealthy woman and left me most of her money, along with her house in Mystic Falls. The perfect escape.
So, I decided to leave L.A. and come to Mystic Falls. Though, my parents made me wait until the end of senior year. And I was shocked when they actually understood why I had to leave. I just needed some space.
And I got it.
So, here I am. In Mystic Falls. About to start my first day as a second year senior at Mystic Falls High School.
I took a deep breath and walked into the school. It took me half an hour and three people to find the office. But when I finally did arrive, they were kind and made no fuss. They just smiled, gave me my schedule and a map of the school and sent me on my way.
First Period: History with Alaric Saltzman
Weird name.
I shrugged it off and went in search of his classroom. I was shocked that the map I had was actually useful. Usually, school maps are extremely confusing or just poorly made. But this one wasn't. It was helpful and I found my classroom just as the bell rung.
I sat at the back of the classroom, as far from everyone as possible, and waited for class to start.
Classes were finally over and it was time to go home. The day had been extremely boring and uneventful. Of course, that's usually how the first day went. But, the day felt like it just went on and on.
But it was over now, time to go home.
As I made my way home, I crossed paths with the "Mystic Grill." Hm. Seems like a nice little joint. Maybe I could go in and eat something. I did skip lunch. I bet they have delicious burgers...Sold! To the idiot in the purple shirt.
The place was mainly packed with teenagers, I noticed upon entering. A few adults lingered about, most of them at the bar. Yet somehow, there was still room for me or anyone else to sit. I wasn't sure if I was allowed to sit there, cause of the alcohol, but I saw other teens and decided, why not!
So that's where I went. I sat right on one of the bar stools and waited patiently for one of the waiters to assist me.
"What can I get ya." The waitress smiled at me. Ready with her pen and notepad out.
"Dr. Pepper." I smiled back.
"Anything else?" She asked.
"I'm gonna need a minute." I said, holding up the menu.
"Ok. I'll be right back with your drink." She said, then left to get my drink.
She came back shortly with my drink, as promised, and sat it down in front of me. I told her what I wanted to eat and she assured me it would be ready soon. I nodded and she left.
She's nice. I thought. Maybe this town isn't so bad after all.
I sat there for awhile, sipping my soda and spinning on the stool like an idiot. But hey, it was fun. And a great way to work the butt muscles. Ok, kidding on that one, but it was kinda funny, no?
"Having fun?" Someone, with a British accent, said next to me.
I turned to see the two most gorgeous guys I've ever seen. The one who just spoke to me had short brown hair that looked like he just got out of bed, but the style looked good on him. His friend, had blonde curly hair, that laid flat on his head, and he had blue eyes.
I didn't realize I was staring until the guy spoke again.
"Cat got your tongue, darling?" He chuckled.
My god, he's adorable.
I sat there, still staring, saying nothing.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Kol Mikaelson and this is my brother, Klaus."
I froze instantly. Klaus and Kol Mikaelson? Oh, god. This can't be happening.
I tried to slow my heart rate, knowing they could hear it. They were giving me weird looks as I sat there looking at them with my mouth hanging open. I quickly wiped the look off my face, smiled sweetly at them, and then high tailed it out of there.
I could hear the waitress trying to call me back because my food was done. But I ignored her and left as fast as I could.
Maybe coming to Mystic Falls was a bad idea.
