The Start of Something New
Fire. Pain. I couldn't escape it. All I could hear was screaming and the crinkling of the flames as they destroyed everything around me. I kept running, hoping there would be an exit somewhere. But it never stopped. I just kept on going. On and on and on, until suddenly I tripped and then …. FLUMP.
I groaned and lifted my head from the ground. Well, it looks like I rolled of the bed again. I arched my back, stretching my muscles rather like a cat would, sighing when I heard the click. Feeling the sun peeking through the curtains I opened my eyes. With my blurry vision I scanned the room until I came to the small bedside clock perched on the table. Blinking to clear my eyes of sleep, I almost didn't register the time as my brain was already in the process of shutting down for a few more hours of sleep. Almost.
'Shit' was my mantra as I realised the clock said *8:15*, "I only have 15 minutes to get school!"
Somehow I manage to be late for school an average of at least 3 times a week. It had gotten so bad that the headmaster had called me into his office and decided that for every day I was late to registration I would have the pleasure of having lunch time detention and afternoon free privileges removed. Joy I know.
Running out of the bathroom I once again tripped over nothing, (nothing was ever needed as it seems I am a very clumsy person) stuffing all my schoolwork into my bag. Grabbing my keys and making sure my hair was tied up into its usual two buns I locked my apartment and started jogging to school. Today I was wearing baggy, grey, loose pants that crumple in layers at the bottom, black trainers and an overly large, but comfy, lilac pullover as well as my signature boxy glasses. In truth I don't know why I don't wear more feminine glasses but I like the sense of security I get from wearing them. The only thing I wear that could be deemed as expensive or classy was my necklace. It is an ice blue gemstone silver wire wrapped pendant necklace that I have had my whole life, and is a family heirloom.
Finally I came up to the school gates and skidded into the classroom just as the school bell rang.
"Congratulations Dory, you actually made it on time to school for once." This was said by my form tutor and history tutor Alaric Saltzman. I just gave him a sheepish grin as I made my way to the empty seat near Caroline.
"You know maybe if you actually turned on your alarm once in a while you might not have to run to school every day?" Caroline stated with a raised eyebrow and almost disapproving tone. I took no notice of this as I knew she got great amusement of my battles against the headmaster. So I just gave her my usual sensible reply:
"Where's the fun in that?" I accompanied this with a cheeky smile, causing her to release a snort. Eyes wide, she covered her mouth with her hand and gave me a glare as she heard me chuckling next to her.
"I hope you rot in hell." Was the sweet reply from her, before we went silent as the lesson began.
The school day went on as usual and by the end it felt as if my head was a block of cement. I made this known to the others but sadly no sympathy was given, just eye rolls. As we exited the school I was talking to Caroline about her date with Tyler, well before I was rudely pushed out of the way by Bonnie.
"Come on Care, we've got to go to practise, unlike some people we actually are able to get somewhere on time." Bonnie stated as she pointedly eyed me. I just did the mature thing and stuck my tongue out at her before turning and making my way down the street in a fast pace.
Murmuring was heard and footsteps sounded closer and closer to me. Eventually a hand grabbed my shoulder to stop me. I turned to the person, who turned out to be Elena, and shrugged at her.
"I know you guys don't particularly like each other but can't you just try to be polite to each other at least and not at each others throats all the time?" Elena said this in an exasperated tone.
"I really do try to be nice, or at least polite, but she makes it so hard sometimes. I don't know why she doesn't like me, and don't get me wrong I admire how fierce she can be against the assholes of the school, but it's just that she always acts as if she is better than me, always, what with her patronizing tone and little digs. She just rubs me the wrong way. And don't look at me like that! You know as well as I do that I'm telling the truth!" By the end of my monologue I was angry and wanting to wrap my hands around Bonnie's throat. Not to kill her of course. No, just to maim or seriously injure.
"Ok, maybe you're a bit right. Anyway, just moving on. Are you coming with me to the boarding house?"
I gave her a sly grin. "What, and miss Damon make the moves on you in front of Stefan? Of course! There is no way I am going to miss that, just let me go buy some popcorn to go with the show,".
Elena looked at me with an evil eye. I swallowed my laughter and gave her a fake sad look. "I mean that in the most sympathetic way, of course," She let out an exasperated laugh as we change streets.
Suddenly a roaring sound invaded my ears. We stopped and looked back as it got closer. A black car was speeding towards us. Just as it was about to hit us it skidded to a stop. Two people got out, one woman with spiky, brown hair that went down to her shoulders, and green eyes, and a man with brown eyes and longish brown hair. They both wore black.
"Grab the doppelganger Trevor. Quickly, before she escapes!" The woman commanded.
The guy vamp speeded to Elena and grabbed her. "Hey! What are you doing?! Get off! Let me go!"
I stood there for a moment, watching as Elena struggled in the man's grasp before he hit her in the back of the neck and she collapsed in his arms. Then I got mad. "Hey! Let go of her before I remove your teeth with pliers!" Ok I admit that was not my best threat but I was very shocked at the moment. Unfortunately this caused the woman to turn to me, her fangs bared and black veins protruding around her eyes. "Actually you know what? I'll just let you carry, and I'll go."
I didn't have much hope that I would get far. And I was right. I only made it about six steps before my vision darkened and I fell to the ground. The last thing I heard was "We need to go. Elijah is meeting us at the house tomorrow,"