For those who read up to chapter 6 of the original version, this was originally written in first person, but I decided to change it to third person. I've also made a few changes to events that happened in the first 6 chapters so it's best to read this, thanks! The first 6 chapters will be posted within the next 2 days.
Chapter 1: First Day Back
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"Good friend, good books,
And a sleepy conscience:
This is the ideal life."
Mark Twain.
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Skylar Lockwood had never been a morning person.
She had never enjoyed morning jogs, no matter how many times Tyler tried to force her outside to join him.
And this morning was no different. As Skylar laid sleeping, blissfully unaware of the world around her, she couldn't see her twin brother creeping into her room with a mischievous smile crossing his face.
"Time to get up!" He yelled, leaping up onto the bed.
Skylar startled awake, noticing Tyler jumping up and now beside her, before turning to groan back into her pillow. "Get off, Tyler. I want to sleep in today." She moaned, tucking her covers tighter around her body.
She knew what was to come. She already knew that Tyler would never leave her bedroom until he had managed to convince her to join him in a morning workout before they had to go to school for the day. With their parents being the high class, let other people do the work for you, kind of people, Skylar often wondered where her twin brother got his energy from; the energy that she often lacked.
Tyler scoffed a laugh, landing his last jump as he laid down beside her. "You want to sleep in every day, Skye."
Slightly turning her head, she locked eyes with him. "Some would say I'm a normal teenager."
"Well I say you're lazy." He grinned mockingly, before rising from the bed, yanking the quilt off her in the process.
Skye groaned as she felt the light chill run up her newly exposed legs. "No." She complained, curling in on herself while shoving her pillow over her head. "Why do you hate me?"
"I don't." He chuckled. "Which is why I'm trying to keep you healthy." Tugging the pillow away from her, he smirked. "Now get up, it's just a quick 30-minute jog and then we can get ready for school."
"The fact you think 30 minutes can be defined as quick concerns me." She grumbled, throwing her legs over the side of her bed. "But fine, I'll join you."
With a look of triumph, Tyler left the room, calling back to say that he expected her down stairs in 5 minutes or he'd be back with a jug of cold water. She knew he wasn't lying, being the victim of his cold attacks 7 times in the last year after going straight back to bed.
When others first met the twins, they often found it hard to believe they were even related. Tyler Lockwood had inherited everything from their father: deep brown eyes, dark hair, extremely tan skin. Whereas Skylar had gained every physical feature of their mother; sea blue eyes, light brown hair, skin only ever so slightly tanned. To the unknowing eye, they seemed completely different in every way. However, for those who knew the pair, they were known to have the same temper; a quality that they had most definitely picked up from their father.
Swiftly getting dressed, Skye gave her pet rat, Splinter, a quick pet as she went to leave the room. "Good morning sweet face." She cooed, as the small creature nuzzled into her touch.
It had taken Splinter some time to settle down in the Lockwood mansion, as the tiny scars on Skylar's hands would tell you. She had rescued him a year ago after he had been found in an abandoned house, close to death in a cage. After spotting him in the local animal shelter, she couldn't resist.
Now, he was the friendliest little rat you could ever meet. Now spending every night sat on her shoulder while she sketched or did some homework, nipping at her ear whenever he wanted attention or a little treat.
Sighing, Skylar left her little furry friend to join her brother on the jog she really didn't want to be a part of.
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An hour later, she was fully showered, dressed and exhausted.
Looking into her full-length mirror, Skylar sighed, wondering if she should be more creative with her clothing. She was dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, of which she had about 20 pairs, a sleeveless burgundy turtleneck and a black beanie. She was very rarely caught without a hat on her head, the only change in her day to day appearance was the shirt. Always a turtleneck, the colours and sleeve length being the only differentiating factor.
Her mother constantly tried to convince Skye to go to every little town event being held so that she could dress her up to perfection. It seemed to her, that her mother would be happier with a daughter like Caroline Forbes; fashion forward, always out to impress everyone with her style and her looks.
Glancing at her phone, she expected a multitude of texts from her bubbly best friend to be waiting for her to read. They had met back in kindergarten and been inseparable since; going on family holidays together, being there for each other when they were having a hard time and being able to talk to one another about every single aspect of their lives.
As a ray of sunlight spread across her room, Skylar smiled. It was a sunny day in Mystic Falls; a good day. She just hoped that the weather was an accurate representation of the day to come. Elena was going to make an appearance today after the death of her parents. She hadn't seen her all summer.
Rubbing the slight car on her forearm, she couldn't imagine what it would be like to lose her parents, but she did understand what it felt like to be the survivor of a car accident where someone else had lost their life.
A pair of loud voices brought Skye out of her thoughts, slowly exiting her room to find out what the commotion was. Of course, she should have already guessed that it was the raised voices of her father and brother, arguing as they always did.
She noticed Tyler storm out of the front door, leaving their father seething in the entrance to the living room. It looked like if she wanted to ride with Tyler to school, she was going to have to skip breakfast.
"Skylar." Her father greeted with a sigh as she made her way down the stairs. "I'm sorry you had to see that, how are you doing sweetheart?" He asked, pulling her in for a small hug.
"I'm okay." She shrugged, looking at the front door she'd just seen Tyler rush out of. "You know, you don't have to be so hard on him. He's doing all he can."
Mayor Lockwood ran a hand down his face, pinching the top of his nose. "I don't want to talk about this." He grumbled, glancing back at the living room. "Do you need breakfast? I have to go, but I can ask someone to make you something."
"No." She quickly interjected. "It's alright, Ty and I agreed to ride to school together today. He'll probably pick something up for us on the way."
"Alright." He nodded with a small smile. "Have a good day."
As Skylar left the house, she noticed Tyler had already brought his car around to the front of the house, almost feeling the anger radiating off him as she slipped into the passenger's side.
Tyler had never really gotten along with their father, the pair always managing to butt heads. She often put it down to him being the only son, their dad pushing all his high expectations onto him. It made her feel sorry for Ty, hoping that he would gain some semblance of respect soon.
Skylar, however, was treated like a princess; daddy's little girl. The stereotypical father/daughter bond was ever present between the two of them. Tyler was always expected to take care of her no matter where they were or what they were doing; he was to keep her safe.
"What was it about this time?" She asked, gently placing a hand on his arm.
He sighed, resting his forehead on the steering wheel. "Apparently I'm not practicing for the team enough. I practice five times a week, what more can I do?"
"You know he doesn't mean anything he says, Ty." She tried to comfort him. "He just wants what's best for you."
The laugh that came from him was clearly sour. "You sound just like mom."
Her head bowing in shame, she knew that it wasn't Tyler's fault he had to go through this. And she knew that her father was definitely in the wrong. "C'mon." She smiled. "Let's go to school. You know you're basically worshipped there, I can't think of a better way to cheer you up."
"Sure." He replied, sarcasm overpowering his tone. "Schoolwork makes everything better."
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Much to her delight, Tyler had stopped at The Grill on the way to school, buying her breakfast as an apology for rushing her out of the house. However, it had almost made them late for school, students walking towards the large building they all attended.
"Skylar!" A voice called as the pair got out of the vehicle. "Over here!"
Skye looked over to find Caroline rushing towards her with a large grin.
"Hey, Care." She greeted with a swift hug.
"What took you so long?" Caroline laughed. "You've already missed so much. There's a new guy starting today, and he is so hot."
Rolling her eyes, Skye couldn't help but smile at her best friend. "The school day hasn't even officially started yet, and you already found a boy to focus on? Really?"
She had tried, and failed, multiple times to convince Caroline to focus on her studies instead of the strange rivalry she imagined with Elena. Care just didn't seem to listen to her rants of how amazing she was all on her own and how if she acted like herself then she'd get a lot more attention.
"Wait until you see him, you'll understand." Caroline explained, linking their arms together as they made their way over to the school. "Ever girl in the school is talking about him. If they're not talking about Elena, of course."
"She did lose her parents, Care." Skye sighed, hoping that Caroline would at least try to be sensitive towards the family. "Hopefully everyone learns to keep quiet about it soon, or she'll never be able to get past it. Her or Jeremy."
Thinking back to the summer that had just passed, Skylar thought about how different the Gilbert children had already become. She'd shut herself off from most of her friends, refusing to come to parties and going away for a summer trip to spend time with some other members of the family. Jeremy had sunk to the levels of Vicki Donovan, becoming a stoner in his own right. She hoped that the new school year would bring happiness for the pair of them; that they could start to move on with their lives, as difficult as that may be.
"I know, I know." Caroline said, moving her hand as though she wanted to get off the subject at hand. "I already gave her a hug and everything this morning. Anyway, I think that the new guy is going to be in a couple of our classes, at least I hope so."
"Seriously, Caroline, I doubt he's that great." Tyler piped up from Skylar's other side, already tired of the way the conversation was heading. "And desperation isn't exactly attractive in a girl."
"I can already feel the testosterone spiking." Caroline rolled her eyes. "And it's not desperation, it's confidence."
Skye sighed as she opened her locker to put away the books she wouldn't yet need, watching her brother walk away to no doubt find Vicki before class. "I think we should really just be focusing on our schoolwork."
Caroline whined slightly tugging on Skylar's shirt. "Come on, Skye. I get that you're the smarty pants student, but surely you can start thinking about guys now?" She begged. "I'm sure your mother would be thrilled."
"Are the guys here really that great if you have to get me interested in them?" She smirked, walking into the classroom with her best friend following behind her, ready for her first English lesson of the year.
"Oh, shut up, you'll love it." Caroline flipped her hair as she turned to the front of the room, giving their teacher her full attention.
Skylar wasn't necessarily against the idea of a relationship but having been on a handful of dates with a couple of guys from the football team, she'd quickly decided that nobody here was quite right for her.
Tyler had been ecstatic, being able to act as the protective brother to warn off every guy who showed any interest. He got to pretend to be the big tough guy who had a say in her love life, all while Skylar had a solid excuse to keep guys from asking her out on dates she didn't want to go on.
She had decided a while ago that she would focus on grades for the time being, get into a good college and start a good career before trying to figure out how to have a successful relationship. Boys would just mess up her peaceful life; she didn't want that.
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"Elena." Skylar called out, before falling into step with her and Bonnie as they made their way to third period French. "It's good to see you."
"Hey Skye." Elena smiled in return, stopping to hug her life long friend. "I thought I'd have seen you by now."
Shrugging her shoulders as they resumed their walk to class, Skylar sighed. "Ty and dad got into another argument, I only just made it to school on time."
"Is Tyler okay?" She asked.
"Tyler's just… Tyler." Skye mumbled as they sat down at their desks. "So, how's school been for the pair of you so far?"
"Pretty uneventful." Elena, shrugged, pulling out her textbook.
Bonnie's face was one of disbelief, "Uneventful? The hot new guy spent our entire History lesson staring at you from across the classroom."
"Ugh, not you too." Skye groaned. "He's been here for two classes; does he not deserve to settle in before everyone starts drooling over him?"
"Have you seen him yet?" She asked, eyebrows raised with a smirk. "The guy puts all the dudes here to shame."
Taking a deep breath, Skye rested her head in her hands. "Who cares?"
"Bonnie has decided that this is her year." Elena smirked. "She's gonna meet a guy, coin a phrase."
"Coin a phrase?" Skylar laughed.
Bonnie rolled her eyes. "Trany mess is apparently out, I intend to start the next saying."
"How noble of you." She dryly replied.
"Anyway." Bonnie said, getting back on topic. "The new guy was totally checking you out."
As Skye watched Elena blush, she couldn't help but worry about Caroline's reaction to Elena having the new guys attention on the first day. Care always got so weird when Elena Gilbert was involved, and Skye really didn't need to deal with her jealous rantings once more.
"Well, who could blame him?" Skylar joked, lightly squishing Elena's cheeks. "Look at the pretty little face."
Elena giggled, pushing her hands away. "Stop it. It was nothing, really."
"Well, only time will tell." Bonnie grinned, before turning her attention back to Skye. "And what's up with you anyway? Why are you so against guys today? You can usually appreciate an attractive guy when he comes around."
"Because, it's his first day at a new school and already every girl is leering at him. You haven't even spoken to the guy and you're already prepared to jump him." Skylar gave a helpless laugh.
Before she could say anything more, she felt a slight nudge to her side as Bonnie motioned for her to look at the entrance to the classroom. Glancing over, she noticed the new guy make his way into the room. And as much as Skye slightly hated herself for it, she could understand why everyone was already hooked on the guy; the strong jawline, the stylish haircut, the deep green peaceful eyes that reminded you of the forest. He looked like he was kind, but the there was also just a hint of secrecy; like he was hiding something from the world.
"Told you." Bonnie snickered, noticing Skylar's stare.
"Shut up." Skye replied, biting back an amused smile.
Leaning in a bit closer to her Bonnie whispered "I thought you'd change your tone. How long until Caroline knows everything about him?"
"Based on his face?" She asked. "I'm guessing she already knows everything."
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It was almost a tradition for the group of friends to meet up at The Grill after their first day of school. Getting together to discuss the parties planned for the year, to figure out what to do for the projects that were already set for them.
The Grill was the usual meeting place for almost everyone in the small town of Mystic Falls; both students and adults alike. So, the group tended to nominate a few to go straight from school to guarantee a table.
Skylar sat at a table with Tyler and his best friend Matt Donovan while they waited for their food to arrive. The Lockwood twins often chose to be the first there, deciding it was better than returning home to the judging eyes of their parents.
"Thank, Vic." Matt said to his sister as she placed their food in front of them.
"Do you need another refill?" She asked Tyler, blanking her younger brother.
"I'd love one." Tyler smirked, his stone seductive.
Scrunching up her face in disgust, Skylar mumbled. "Gross."
"Please tell me you're not hooking up with my sister." Matt pleaded.
Tyler simply shrugged. "I'm not hooking up with your sister." He said, conveying anything but honesty.
Matt sighed, picking up a chip from his plate. "You're such a dick." Half way through his bite, he looked at Tyler again. "How would you feel if I started sleeping with Skye?" He asked, pointing at her with the half-eaten chip.
"Like you would go for anyone who isn't Elena." Tyler snickered.
"Well maybe I will."
Taking that moment to punch him in the arm, Skylar grumbled. "I'm right here, you ass."
Tyler laughed hard, almost chocking on his drink. "Not to mention, you'd have to get Skye to agree to it. Which I doubt she ever will."
"You could still stay away from my sister." Matt muttered, glancing around The Grill.
Skylar sighed, taking a bite out of her burger. "You know, you really should try to find a girl." She said to Matt. "I love Elena dearly, but all this pining away really isn't healthy."
"I'm not pining." He murmured, pushing his food around his plate.
Scoffing a laugh, she shook her head. "Sure, you're not. Just like I'm not away to kick you in the shin."
"What?" He asked quickly, before gasping in pain, clutching his leg. "What the hell?"
"Negative reinforcement." She stated. "Every time you so much as think of Elena, I'm going to hurt you."
"Why the hell do I hang out with either of you?" He scowled.
Tyler threw his arm around his twin sister with confidence. "Because we're awesome."
As Vicki came over and filled up their glasses, Skylar noticed as Tyler glanced at the older girl's ass.
"Ow." Tyler gasped in pain, clutching his ankle.
"The same goes for you." She glared at him. "Negative reinforcement."
Since Tyler had started up his little thing with Vicki, he had changed. He had become quite an asshole when out in public, treating almost everyone like crap, including Vicki. Skye just didn't understand why, she just wanted their fling to end. Although, she could almost call it an affair with how hard Tyler tried to hide it from their parents. They both knew that their mother wouldn't approve, she wanted them both to be happy, but to be happy with a certain type of person; a higher class. Unfortunately for Vicki, she didn't fall under that category.
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Not much later, as Matt wondered off to talk to Bonnie, Caroline joined the Lockwoods near the pool table to talk about the big game coming up.
"Are you sure we're going to win?" Skye asked her brother. "You really think you're that good?"
"Is that a serious question?" He scoffed.
Smirking, she leaned against the table behind her. "I guess you're biased."
"We have to get the cheerleading routine down." Caroline said, facing her best friend with determination clear in her eyes. "If we don't start practicing more then we're going to look like wobbly sloths."
Already with her phone out, searching the term, Skye asked. "Are you saying you wouldn't like to see a wobbly sloth? Cause that sounds cute as hell."
Caroline didn't have a chance to answer, everyone's attention being drawn to Elena walking in with Stefan Salvatore.
"Seriously?" Caroline sighed in annoyance. "He's been here a day and already he pounces on Elena?"
Linking their arms together, Skylar tried to figure out a way to calm down her friend. "He's the new guy." She reasoned. "They probably just ran into each other. You know how Elena is, she'll have tried to make him feel welcome. Surely you should be happy that she's brought him here?" She asked with a small smile. "It means you get to talk to him too."
"I guess." Caroline replied, letting go of Skye to sort out her hair.
"He is not…" Tyler started, gaining his sister's attention.
She watched as Matt walked over and shook Stefan's hand, having an extremely awkward interaction with the pair. "Oh Mattie, you don't have to be the nice guy right now." Skye sighed.
"She dumps his ass and then he shakes hands with his replacement?" Tyler scoffed. "The guy needs help."
"And you're going to help him?" She asked with a raised brow. "Don't screw with the new guy, Ty. He hasn't done anything wrong."
Scowling at her, he shook his head. "He needs to be brought down a peg. Everyone has been treating him like some kind of God."
"I think you're overreacting." She said.
"Whatever."
Realising what the real issue was, Skylar couldn't help but laugh. "Oh my God, Care was right. You're jealous." She accused, pointing her finger into his chest. "You're worried about not being the guy that girls fawn over anymore." Turning to include her best friend, she noticed as Caroline had already made her way over to the little group.
"You should probably get over there." Tyler grumbled. "Before Caroline makes a fool out of herself."
Sighing in defeat, Skye had to admit her brother was actually right about this. Caroline would go overboard trying to gain every little bit of useful information, all while trying, very obviously, to flirt with whoever had managed to fall victim to her attention for the week. She could only imagine how quickly the quizzing would begin.
"So, you were born in Mystic Falls?" Skye heard her ask as she came over to the table.
It would take only a few seconds, apparently.
"Mm-hmm. And moved when I was still young." He answered, trailing off to look in my direction.
"Oh, Stefan, this is Skylar Lockwood." Elena introduced, "Skye, this is Stefan Salvatore."
"The new guy." She greeted, reaching her hand out to him. "It's nice to meet you."
"It's nice to meet you too." He smiled in return, shaking her hand. "Lockwood? One of the founding families?"
Sighing, she glanced over at her brother. "The very same. The mayor's daughter, mother throws extravagant parties, brother is known for being a bit of a dick."
"Good to know." He replied with a small laugh. "So, is it coincidence that you all became friends with your last names or?"
"We've basically known each other since birth." Elena smiled.
"What about your parents? They aren't here with you?" Bonnie asked, as they spoke about family.
Stefan sighed, looking down at the table awkwardly. "My parents passed away."
Elena's face fell, eyes filled with understanding. "I'm sorry… Any siblings?"
"None that I talk to." He said. "I live with my uncle."
"Zach, right?" Skye asked. "At the boarding house?"
"Yeah." He replied. "Do you know him?"
Shrugging her shoulder, she smiled. "My mother usually sends Tyler and I to the founding family homes, trying to get any sentimental item we can." She explained. "I'm usually the one who gets sent to see Zach, he's really nice… Although, he never mentioned having a nephew?"
"My parents were military." He sighed. "We didn't really keep in touch."
Caroline seemed to twitch with anxiety as she realised she hadn't spoken in a while. "So, Stefan. If you're new, then you don't know about the party tomorrow."
"It's a back to school thing at the falls." Bonnie filled in.
Turning to Elena, Stefan asked. "Are you going?"
"Of course, she is." Bonnie cut in as Elena went to decline.
Holding back a smile as Elena shot Bonnie a look, Skylar stood up from the table offering to get the next round of refreshments.
"I'll help you." Stefan said, standing to join her.
"Sure." She smiled. "Thanks."
While the pair waited for the drinks, Stefan noted the slight scar on her arm.
Glancing down at it, she shrugged her shoulders feeling the need to explain. "Car accident." She told him. "I was with an old friend, and everything went wrong."
"I'm sorry." He said, easily able to deduce that said friend hadn't made it.
Skylar gave a soft smile, choosing to end the conversation before she had to explain any further.
Turning to the side, she couldn't help but notice Tyler off in a corner with Vicki, the two of them groping each other shamelessly. "So gross." She muttered.
"There a problem?" Stefan asked, concerned.
"My brother is just…" She started, not knowing how to really finish her sentence. "He's just different from what he used to be. He doesn't think with his head anymore and he doesn't seem to care who he hurts. It doesn't matter. Family are supposed to annoy you, right?"
He smiled as he nodded his agreement. "I have a brother too. We don't speak, I very rarely agree with anything that he does. He can be quite destructive, I'd probably describe him a 'kind of a dick', too."
"Right?" She asked, noticing his quoting of what she'd said before. "Tyler and I used to be inseparable, joint at the hip, but now he's turning into this completely different person."
"Sometimes one little thing can happen and suddenly everything has changed." He replied. "Hopefully he learns from his mistakes and you get your brother back soon."
Stopping him from going back to the table just yet, Skylar thought it was best to avoid Caroline overhearing any of the conversation. The last thing he needed was her prying into his family drama for the rest of the week. "And what about your brother?" She asked. "You don't think he can come back to you?"
"Damon is too far gone." He explained with a sigh, taking hold of a few drinks. "I doubt that there's anything good still left in him."
"I think there's always some good still left in everyone." She started. "You just need to find the right thing to bring it out of them."
Stefan looked at her with questioning eyes. "That's extremely optimistic."
Shrugging with a small smile, she started to make her way back to the table. "I like to think that everyone can be saved."
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When the two siblings arrived home later that night, Skylar let out a sigh to find their mother waiting in the entrance for them.
"Skylar, do you really have to hide your hair under those things?" She asked, fidgeting with the beanie.
"Mom." Skye complained, moving away from her mother's grasp.
"You're never going to get a suitable young man's attention while you're dressed like this." She scolded. "Just, let me take you shopping. We'll get you an entire new wardrobe, you could be absolutely beautiful, dear."
Moving past her, up the stairs to follow Tyler, Skylar quickly called back. "I'm good, mom. Thanks."
"At least we both get along with one parent." Tyler scoffed, halting in front of his bedroom door.
"Shame it's not the same one." Skye grumbled in reply. "And it's not like you and mom have the perfect relationship. She constantly judges your taste in girls."
"She's better than dad." He shrugged, closing his bedroom door behind him to end the conversation.
Making her way to her own bedroom, she could hear Splinter pinging on the bars of his cage before she even opened the bedroom door.
Greeting him with a smile, she opened his cage door and held out her hand for him to scramble onto. She couldn't help but instantly relax as he climbed up onto her shoulder, nuzzling his tiny face into her cheek. Skylar would always be thankful for finding the little creature, always knowing he could lift her mood no matter how hard it had fallen. If an animal had the capability to love a person, this rat loved her as much as physically possible.
Opening up her balcony doors, Skye stepped out into the cool breeze that came with the night. "What do you think, Splinter? Is this school year going to be a good one?" She asked, leaning forward on her railing to look up at the stars.
Feeling him scurry to the other side of her neck, she gave him a quizzical look before turning to find the cause for his distress.
A crow had perched on the railing beside her.
"Is there a reason you're here?" She asked the bird, as though it were going to give a genuine response. "Are you hungry?"
Walking back into her bedroom, she settled Splinter down onto her bed to wait for her return as she collected some bird feed out of her bedside table. Having a balcony, she always liked to be prepared for any little visitors that may appear in the morning.
"Want some food?" She asked the crow, as she walked back outside, pouring some of the feed out onto the railing. Smiling as it started to eat, she pondered out loud. "I don't see why you're linked to death and bad luck, I find you quite lovely."
Feeling a gaze on her, she glanced down into the gardens below and froze.
There was a man.
From this distance, she could only slightly make him out beyond the fog that had started to gather. She could have sworn he was pale, dressed all in black; but that was just a guess. A leather jacket, maybe?
She felt an instant dread overcome her, as he stared at her balcony.
Quickly shuffling back into her room, she locked her balcony doors behind her. Trying to get the idea of a man staring at her bedroom out of her mind, she drew the curtains, but couldn't contain her curiosity.
Peering out of the window, she saw that both the fog and the strange man had disappeared.
Was it all a part of her imagination? Surely he couldn't have gone out of sight so fast? Should she tell someone? What if it was nothing?
Twisting the charm on her bracelet from nervous habit, she tried to calm her racing heart.
Choosing to wait until morning to tell her parents, who were no doubt settling into bed for the night, she curled up on her bed next to Splinter. She would usually put him away for the night, but tonight was different; she needed the comfort.
As her eyes closed, finally granting her rest, she couldn't help but wonder…
Maybe crows were bad omens after all.
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A/N: Damon/OC/Klaus story. Indeed, it is happening. Because I am vampire trash.
I'm late to the game with Vampire Diaries fanfictions, since the show has already finished. But anyone who is fine with reading a fic that starts alllll the way back here, welcome!
This is obviously starting from episode one and will go on throughout the entire show, so it'll be a while until Klaus comes into it, haha.
Let me know what you guys think by leaving a review!
Thanks for at least giving it a chance.
For anyone interested, I picture Skylar as Lyndsy Fonseca.
~fawningfantasy x
