I got off the big yellow school bus following the herd of animals, also known as my fellow classmates into the school. Making my way to my locker I suddenly hear the loud shriek. I knew this shriek from all the times we had hung out together, well we were fangirling over the vampire diaries and how adorable Delena was…or at least she fangirled as I watched Grey's Anatomy and went along just so she felt as though we were 'bonding'. The shriek was soon followed by Carrie calling my name throughout the hallways. "Elle!" Everyone in the hall gave Carrie a quick questioning look before returning to what they were previously doing.
"Hey Care." I said before swiping my binder off of the top shelf of my locker. I knew there had to be something more to this conversation, there always was, especially when it came to Carrie. She's the queen of gossip, if you want to know anything about anyone I would suggest go to her.
"Did you watch the promo for tonight's episode?" She asked overly enthusiastic.
"Did I watch the promo?" I retorted. It had become an ongoing joke between the two of us because she would always come over and watch the vampire diaries, even though I wouldn't be in the same room with her when she watched it because she would get over excited and her squealing would start to give me headaches. I never really understood why she came over to my house to watch them. I guess because her mom is always at work and she just likes the company and I don't really mind seeing as she is my best friend.
"Yes I did! I can't believe–" I began the typical every day rant my friend would have about the previous episode of 'The Vampire Diaries' and Delena will finally come back together. I had become accustomed to our conversations. It was kind of hilarious I would begin saying something about it just so I wouldn't have to keep a conversation and I would be making a friend happy. It was a two in one deal. I was quickly cut off by Carrie.
"Yeah I know, I use to like the bitchy Katherine but I'm not a total fan of her now that she is in Elena's body." That anger radiated from my friend, her usual bright blue eyes had now become dull, her big smile had now turned to her lips pressed tightly together frowning.
"Oh my god, I know!" I said in the most outrageous tone I could pull off without sounding like I wasn't interested in what we were talking about. Believe me when I say I wasn't the least bit interested in what we were discussing.
"I'm so glad that we are getting Elena ba-" Carrie began speaking before the bell interrupted her sounding that it was time for next class. "I'll meet you after school, we can watch the next episode later tonight?" She questioned. I nodded in approval as I headed towards my next class.
~Later that Night~
School had gone by quickly classes had breezed by and I had my daily dosage of Carrie filling my ear about Damon Salvatore and Elena Gilby or Gilbert or whatever her name is.
My doorbell sounded on cue exactly ten minutes to eight o'clock as usual. Carrie had always come 10 minutes prior to the actual episode airing to ensure that she wouldn't be late and we would have no technical difficulties. I slid on the wooden floors in my socks, running down the steps and arriving just as my brother opened the door inviting my two friends in. Carrie and Bonita had made their way in taking off their shoes and walking towards the kitchen to grab a bowl and a bag of chips to have 'comfort food' as Carrie always says. I glanced up at the clock noticing the few minutes we had to make it to the television before the show would start. "Hey, I'm going to set the TV up for the show, you guys can come if you would like." I offered. I knew they would follow me anyways seeing as it was a couple minutes until the show would begin, but what kind of hostess would I be if I didn't offer.
We made our way to my room where I spent the next forty-five minutes listening to the Carrie mutter 'Oh my gosh!' whenever she thought something interesting was going to occur. At the end of the episode she got up and grabbed herself a tissue. "Are you okay?" I asked unsure of how I was supposed to deal with her state. I guess it must have been pretty normal because as soon as the words had left her mouth she smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, it's just…Delena." She hiccupped. I couldn't help but allow a laugh to escape. It was actually quite hilarious how dedicated someone could become. I honestly could never become so attached to anything that I would cry over it. I never have been the kind of girl to cry over anything, but I guess that's because I never really had anything or anyone die around me or leave me for a matter of fact. I never had a boyfriend to leave me heartbroken. I guess I have just been lucky. Carrie had finally broken me out of my thoughts questioning me. "What's so funny?"
"It's just I can't quite wrap my brain around the concept of how someone can cry over something fictional. It makes no sense…" I paused seeing Carries' hurt expression before continuing trying to justify my answer. "It's just why don't you spend your time fantasizing about boys, real boys?"
"I do fantasize about boys, but the fictional ones aren't that bad either." Carrie argued.
"What if it wasn't fiction?" Bonita said casually, staring at the ground away from us.
I couldn't help but laugh at this idea. Witches, werewolves and other mythical creatures don't exist. I continued to laugh a little while longer Carrie joining in. I finally understood that Bonita wasn't kidding. She was completely one hundred percent sure of herself that this was a possibility. That all this fantasy make belief things we would pretend to be and dress up as for Halloween or would watch on TV was real. "What do you mean? It can't be real. Have you watched myth busters? They've proven that these mythical creatures aren't real."
"I know, I know, but I think it is. Just hear me out." She looked at as hoping for some sort of sign that we would even consider her thinking.
"Fine!" Carrie and I chorused. I knew this was going to be crazy, but if she truly believed it who was I to tell her wrong.
"Okay, so lately I've been having dreams and-" She had only just begun and Carrie had already began to cut her off and input her two cents in.
"Everyone has dreams Bonita that doesn't mean anything."
"If you would let me finish, like I've been saying I've been having these dreams lately. They've all been the same it's like I had this second life that I live in the dreams. The only thing is recently well watching 'The Vampire Diaries' I felt kind of weird. Almost like Deja vu, like I've been here before. I had this weird gut feeling, so I read the stories and I think it's based on our lives."
