"Bourbon, please." The bartender flashed his pearly whites and slung a towel over his shoulder, I studied his form for a second; football jock body, blue eyes, blonde hair, pretty smile and crooked nose. "You look way too young but aren't we all?" he smiled as he started to make my drink; he set it on the bar and pushed it towards me with a smile, "It's on the house." I smiled at him and took a sip; the amber liquid burned my throat, "Thank you," he nodded at me and put both of his muscly hands on the bar, "So are you new around?" he asked politely. I nodded and wiggled slightly in my seat to get comfortable.
"Yeah, you could say that. I'm Lilith Vine," I offered him my hand and he took it graciously, "Nice to meet you, I'm Matt Donovan." I grinned as I took a sip of my drink once more; he seemed nice enough, "So, are you going to attend Mystic High?" he asked as he starts to wipe the counter with his towel, I pursed my lips slightly as I watch the liquid swirl around in the glass, "Yeah, although I think I'll be skipping most of it." He gave me a laugh and I grinned; this boy is cheerful! "Aren't your parents going to be pissed or something?" good question! I don't think they give a damn if they were here, "Oh, I live with my brother. I'm pretty sure my parents won't give two shits if they were here though," I said sarcastically as I rolled my eyes with a small smile. His eyes danced in curiosity as he opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the sound of someone calling his name, "Hey, Matt! Get to work and stop harassing the customers," a guy who seemed to be the manager snapped rudely at him, he made a mocking face which made me giggle slightly.
"I'll see you at school," he smiled apologetically before running off. I finished my drink before flicking my pale brown hair over my shoulders; I stood up and made my way out of the Grill, I entered my light blue Impala and eased my way out of the parking lot. I huffed slightly at how hot it is; my body takes in a lot of heat somehow and even if it's -3 degrees here, I could still break a sweat because it just feels so hot! I cranked up the AC and floored it, with my maniac driving; I arrived at my tiny peaceful house in mere minutes, I slammed the door shut and entered the house in silence. "Vine, is that you?" my brother Dean called out from upstairs and I hummed mostly to myself, "Yeah," I called out.
He came jogging down the stairs and looked up at me with those dark honey eyes; his brown hair was cut short and swept up, his slim nose was perfect, his slightly tanned skin compliments his features and thin lips were thin and pink much like mine. "Where have you been?" he asked in his thick British accent rolled off his tongue smoothly and I silently thank the lords that my accent wasn't as thick as his, well it's still thick but it's easier to understand. "I've been rotting in this wretched house not knowing where you were," he ranted and I just rolled my eyes; only a year older and he's already acting like our father, well not literally cause that would've been bad.
"I was hungry and you were in the shower; I didn't actually have the energy to wait for you," I mumbled as I flumped down on the pink beanbag chair, I grabbed the xBox controller and started playing Minecraft. Dean sat down on the sofa with all his glory and started playing with me, "Aren't we supposed to be studying?" he muttered after only what seemed like minutes of gaming; he's not usually a buzz kill but he's in fact the most sarcastic person I've ever met, "Nah," we both said at the same time which ended up in us giggling like the fags we were. After a few more hours of playing; my eyes started to get heavy as hell and my hands were slightly aching, "You know what, I'm going to hit the hay. Long day tomorrow," Dean nodded and shuts everything off, "I think I'll go too. Sleep tight, sister," he kissed my cheek with a smile as I kissed his. We head off to our bedrooms and as soon as I hit the mattress I dozed off to deep slumber.
"Nervous?" Dean breathed from beside me as we strolled casually through the halls of the school; me nervous? Sure! I scoffed at his question as I peered at him through my sunglasses, "Is that supposed to be a trick question?" he smiled slightly as we entered the office; all eyes were on us as we chatted to ourselves, "May I help you, dear?" the lady asked with a polite smile, I gave her one in return as I pulled off my glasses. She looked at me with a hint of curiosity but decided to keep quiet for now, "Yes, we're the new students; Lilith Vine and Dean Waters?" the statement/question snapped her out of her ogling, "Oh, yes! Here are your locker numbers and schedules."
I took them from her hands carefully and handed them to Dean, "Thank you," he said politely to the lady and she smiled but her eyes had a hint of curiosity in it, "Excuse me, but if you don't mind me asking; why do you have red eyes, dear?" I smiled slightly at the question everyone has asked me, "Lack of pigment! Our mother was an Albino; I got her eyes and my hair is pale brown if you noticed," I answered, she smiled at me and nodded. "Thanks again," I called out as we walked out of the office.
I huffed as I felt my face hurt from all the smiling, we compared the schedules and smirked slightly when new have all of our classes together. "Well, my computer genius; you did it again," I complimented Dean with a smile, we entered the class and it was already full of chattering people. I adjusted my vervain capsule necklace and bracelet before taking a seat next to a light brown haired guy; he has striking forest green eyes, high cheekbones and he was pretty lean. His hair was swept up much like Dean's but Dean was shorter and kind of swept to the side.
"Did you know Mr Tanner died?" someone whispered and my ears perked up at this, Dean who was sitting beside me and a brown-haired girl gave me a look. I nodded slightly before making myself comfortable, "They said it was an animal attack," someone whispered again and I kept a blank mask on; animal attack? "Hey," I snapped out of my musings and looked at the brown-haired guy who was smiling politely at me, "Oh, hi!" he offered his hand and I shook it politely. He's good-looking as damn! "I'm Stefan Salvatore, you new here?" he asked and I smiled at him; he seems like a boring guy. "Yeah, my brother Dean and I needed a change of scenery," Dean smiled at him and waved.
"So what's this about Mr Tanner being dead?" I asked curiously; please don't tell me vampires are here, "Animal attack," he shifted uncomfortably and I pursed my lips. "You seem pretty shaken up about this," I rubbed my fingers against my bracelet that's coated in vervain. He gave me a shrug and a fake sad smile; I put my hand on his arm in 'comfort' and watch as his bare skin sizzled underneath my fingers. "Ah!" he pulled his arm away and stared at me in shock as I leaned back into my chair.
Vampires.