The Vincentio II
Chapter Two
My American History Class
Val's POV…
As Jeremy and I headed towards my maths class I jumped on my skateboard and started to skateboard until a teacher called out.
"Miss McDaniel," they warned.
I hopped of my skateboard and picked it up with my right hand.
"God, I get it," I complained with looking back at them.
At that moment we were still in the same corridor as Elena and probably her friends. I wouldn't be surprised if they heard me and I didn't care if they did.
Stefan's POV…
After compelling the lady in the office I headed towards the men's bathroom. I wasn't completely sure why I was going there aside from the obvious which I really didn't need to do. I was going to check if I could keep my cool in this school. It was a challenge but I think it was going pretty well.
As I headed towards the bathroom I could hear a couple of girls following me. This didn't matter to me because there was only one girl in this that I was concerned about. Well that was if what I had seen four months ago wasn't real and just my head messing with me.
Elena stepped out of the men's bathroom and ran into me. I didn't have a problem with this because she wasn't strong enough to knock me down and I sort of knew/guessed she was in there. For what reason I wasn't sure and it didn't matter.
"Uh, pardon me," I said. "Is this to the men's room?" I asked.
"Yes. I was just… I was just… it's a long story," she replied.
After an awkward attempt to get past each other she said thank you and walked off towards her class.
I watched as she walked around the corner into another corridor. She looked back at me at the same time. She was beautiful just like Katherine but completely different. As I stood there after Elena left my view I couldn't help but hear a teacher calling out to another student.
Normally this wouldn't bother me but the name the teacher said was a name that I hadn't heard in Mystic Falls since 1860 and it was name I had wished I wouldn't hear.
"Miss McDaniel," a teacher warned.
I turned to see if I could see who they were talking too.
The McDaniel family was a small family that lived in Mystic Falls around 1860. They were a founding family much like my own but since they disappeared in 1861 they weren't really a big founding family. I don't even know what happened to the family at the time and I'm pretty sure my father didn't know either. It was as if they disappeared one night. Over time I discovered the truth about vampire being real and it was less of a mystery of why they disappeared and more of how they disappeared. Were they killed or turned?
As I looked down the corridor I couldn't see her face but I had glimpsed it before this day. They had the golden brown hair – a golden brown I have only seen once in my lifetime and a golden down I will never forget – they also wore a black leather jacket and rode a skateboard.
"God, I get it," they replied without even turning in my direction.
The voice was the same, but different. I think it was the fact that it was the modern slang and the way of talking. But there was also something different about the voice, something I couldn't pick up on from that small amount of spoken words.
If a vampire could feel, I felt a chill travel up my spine. This couldn't be good. Not only will Elena be a problem if Damon found out if he followed me which was highly likely when he found out about Elena. I had no idea how he was going to react when his first human love, his first human crush was living and breathing in the same town and possibly a vampire.
He wouldn't talk to me about her even though she was a close friend to me. I don't think he ever talked to anyone about her after she disappeared. He was heartbroken and this eventually made him join the war. When he came back he came back different. But I knew that her disappearance still affected him and now things would be worse.
Val's POV…
I rode my skateboard to my maths class but I walked the last couple of metres with Jeremy before we split ways at the door to my maths class. I walked into the class. I was probably the second last person to walk into the classroom but I didn't care about that. I sat in the same seat as last time. I sat in the darkest corner of the room and as far as I could get from the front. I had to sit up the front in history I wasn't going to do it in maths.
Maths wasn't so bad. I didn't pay attention to what was being said because I never cared enough to listen. After class I found Jeremy waiting not far from the door to my maths class. I was a little surprised he even turned up. I figured he would have given up on the day by now.
We headed towards his class and after we reached his class we split up and I headed towards my American history class with Mr Tanner. I should probably tell you that I was kept down for history because I suck at it and I hate it. So the school decided to place me in a history class with the worst teacher to teach me a lesson. I'm not totally sure but I have a feeling that the mayor or somebody high up told the school to do it because I'm meant to be a descendent from one the founding families. Plus this would be a way for the mayor to get back at me for the Tyler/Layla incident.
Getting to Mr Tanner's class was easy, skateboard and all. For some strange odd reason I got there nearly on time. I had avoided getting on time for two reasons, Mr Tanner and Elena. Since I got kept down for this class I was stuck with Elena and a couple of her friends that was the worst part of this class. I could deal with Mr Tanner but Elena was something I was going to have trouble with, especially with her staring at me all the time. Yeah it happens because I'm up the front. Mr Tanner put me there on the first day. He thought that by putting me at the front I would learn more. I'm telling you the truth when I say that it gave me more reasons to ignore him.
I skated right up to the door before getting off and walking into Mr Tanner's class.
"Later as normal," Mr Tanner said as he stopped his teaching.
"Better late than never," I replied.
I actually believed never was better than ever but hey it was either come to this and piss of Elena or don't come to this class and give Elena want she wanted. Option one sounded more fun.
As I walked into the classroom I held my skateboard in my left hand and as I walked I brought my right hand up to my face and mockingly waved to Elena by only moving my fingers. She wasn't to kind on the idea of sharing a class with me so I annoy her on a regular basis. Doing it in front of other students and teacher was the best time to do it too. If no one was watching it wasn't fun, unless it was videotaped and put on YouTube. But then people wouldn't understand what was going on.
Stefan's POV…
I sat there in Mr Tanner's class thinking about the girl who I had seen in the corridor on the skateboard. Her name used to be Nicolette back in 1860, Nicolette McDaniel. I was more interested in her than Elena at that moment. But right when my train of thought went back to Elena she came into the classroom. She appeared to be eighteen which was a year older than the age I appeared and because of this I was a little confused to why she was in this class.
"Late as normal," Mr Tanner said.
"Better late than never," she said before walking into the class further.
She mockingly waved at Elena and I could tell that Elena had a strong dislike of this girl. The girl – that I was pretty sure was Nicolette but I couldn't be sure – sat two seats in front of Elena in the front row.
During the rest of the class I couldn't help stare at Elena and Nicolette. I really don't feel comfortable calling her that for some reason. Most of the time I spent staring at Miss McDaniel who sat, well sloped in her chair. She clearly didn't like being here and that could have been a good reason to call her a vampire. But if she was why hadn't she compelled her way out of this class.
Elena's POV…
I looked back at the mystery new guy. He was hot and cute. But when I looked back at him he was staring at Val McDaniel. I don't like her so much because of her influence on my brother and her plans with him. Plus she was very odd and didn't fit in well. She shouldn't even be in this class. Whose idea was it to put her in this class?
I turned back to the front of the class because I didn't want to think about Val or the new guy anymore. That was until I got a text from Bonnie.
Hawt-e staring U, it read.
I smiled at the text message. He was only looking at Val so I didn't catch him looking at me. This made me smile for the rest of class even though Val was still in the class.
Val's POV…
After history I decided to leave school, I had enough and I went to the only place I could be alone, the cemetery.
I don't have anything against cemeteries or dead people. They can't do anything and I no longer believe in zombies. I liked cemeteries because they were quiet and there was a creepy atmosphere which I liked a lot.
Another reason was because of my mother. She wouldn't come in here on her own free will so I was safe here if I ever wanted to get away. The only time she came in here was for James' funeral and that was it, she didn't even stay that long. I really don't see the problem people had with cemeteries.
I found myself standing in front of James' grave and even though it should have given me a chill or something it didn't, it never had.
"You shouldn't be here," someone said from behind me.
I didn't know the voice so I didn't know who the person was.
I turned around the see the new guy standing there. School was still in so it was odd to see the new guy out of school. I did the same thing on my first day two years ago but that's just me and my brother decided to show me around town. Normal people like him from the looks of it didn't do this sort of thing.
"As far as I know it's not illegal to walk around a cemetery while school is in," I replied. "Wait is it illegal? That would be pretty stupid if it was, imagine that," I said drifting off.
"I don't think it is," he said before shaking his head. "I meant in the town not the cemetery," he said.
"Okay I'm officially on your side, you're telling me that I can't be in this town, right?" I asked as he nodded. "Because I've been telling my mother the same thing for six months now, the bitch doesn't know how to," I paused. "Wait, why are you here? In the cemetery I mean," I asked.
"Well, I came to talk to you," he said.
"So you're stalking me, god, I thought I was weird but hey here's the new guy that likes to stalk people," I said.
AN: I am planning to change the show a little or a lot because I'm not going to have Damon attracted to Elena but to Val because she looks just like Nicolette McDaniel.
