AN: You know I only have an insatiable desire when it comes to writing a few of my stories. This just so happens to be one of them, although I don't understand why since it's been a long ass time since I've seen the series and I've never read the books nor actually finished the entire series. Oh well. Plus for you guys I suppose.
Just to let you guys know - I appreciate your reviews. In fact, they are the very reason you are getting an update today and not next week as I originally planned.
Alyssa smiled slightly as her alarm went off at five in the morning. She was definitely a morning and night person. She wasn't fond of afternoons just because that's when the day was hottest. Nights were peaceful and morning air was invigorating and fresh!
She grinned and bounced up, getting dressed in some running shorts and a tank top. She tied her hair up, threw on a pair of tennis shoes, and grabbed her iPod. She set it up with an armband so she could listen to music and then she was out the door and on the road, running and trying to suppress the urge to dance at the same time.
Alyssa was thinking as she ran. She was more than excited to essentially start over with her life. Sure, there were clearly vampires in this town but, honestly, what was life without just a touch of danger.
Alyssa was fully convinced she would get way too bored if there wasn't at least a bit of danger in her life.
With that settled, she began to debate the reason why she felt so comfortable with Alaric the night before. It was easy to accept that she felt a familial type of relationship with the man but, given that she had experienced plenty of brotherly relationships in her life, she was sure it wasn't a brotherly feeling she felt towards him.
Clearly this would require more thought before she could fully understand her feelings on the man. Part of her was officially worried she would forget and call him by name in class if she did have him. And part of her hoped she would.
What do they call teachers in America? I don't think it's professor. Dammit. Maybe I can message Alaric and he will get it before class starts and tell me.
She pulled the messenger app up on her phone while still running. A talent honed through years of trying to study and run at the exact same time. Her time was valuable and she never seemed to have enough of it.
Alyssa S Potter: Are you up yet?
As luck would have it, she only had to wait a few minutes before her phone was beeping, citing an incoming message on the messenger.
Alaric Saltzman: You do realize it's seven thirty right? School starts in about half hour. I've been at the school for almost an hour of course I'm up.
Alyssa S Potter: No, had not realized that. Haven't checked the time since five. So fuck. Anyways, what do I call you?
Alaric Saltzman: What do you mean?
Alyssa S Potter: In class. I can't call you Alaric. At least I don't think. Is that an American thing?
Alaric Saltzman: What did you guys call your teachers?
Alyssa S Potter: Professor So and So. Like we had a Professor Snape. Professor Lupin. Professor Dumbledore.
Alaric Saltzman: I see. Weird names. Anyways, yeah you're right it's different here. Mr. Saltzman is for class. But you can continue calling me Alaric outside of class.
Alyssa S Potter: Awesome! Well I gotta hurry otherwise I'm going to be very late and that's not a good first impression!
She signed off and had just arrived back at her apartment complex. She ran up the stairs and burst back into the apartment. It was then a race to get showered and cleaned up.
She was finished before seven forty and hurried to drag on a pair of white jean short shorts and a dark blue tank top with silver designs on it. She grabbed a white jean jacket and shoved it in the large satchel she had bought, along with some notebooks, loose folders, pens, pencils and then her laptop, tablet, and iPod. She thrust a different pair of all white tennis shoes on, made sure she had her cell phone and a large cup of coffee as well as her thermos of it, which got shoved into the bag, before running back down to her car.
Her hair was back up in a ponytail, though this one was a lot cuter than the one she had tossed her hair in for running.
She sighed in silent relief when she had ten minutes to get to the school in order to be there five minutes before eight.
She all but sped on the way to the high school and was quick to pull in beside a vehicle that she would later find out was, ironically, Alaric's.
She walked at a fast pace into the building with her bag on one shoulder and coffee cup in hand and frowned when she couldn't find the office. Out her phone came and up came the messenger app.
Alyssa S Potter: Where the hell is the office?!
Alaric Saltzman: Haha, why were are you right now?
Alyssa S Potter: Don't laugh. Ass. I'm by the entrance on the north side.
Alaric Saltzman: Well you're like ten feet from my classroom. Hang on.
Alyssa stared at her phone in confusion only to violently jump when she felt a hand on her elbow.
"Just me, Alyssa." Alaric's voice was soft and gentle and had her relaxing in seconds.
"You scared me."
"Obviously. Come on."
He offered her his arm and she took it, letting him lead her down the hall and then off to the right before they entered a room that must have been the office.
"Good morning, Delilah." Alaric greeted the woman behind the desk. "This is Alyssa Potter. She's here to register and enroll. She just moved here."
The woman turned her attention on Alyssa. "How old are you, dear?"
"Seventeen ma'am. I'll be a senior. But I'm emancipated." She gave her most charming smile and the woman was instantly putty in her hands.
"I'm sure you'll be a great addition to our school. I'll throw some paperwork together and get you a schedule and you can go ahead and attend today and get me the paperwork by tomorrow, alright dear?"
"That would be fantastic! Thank you so much! I'm very excited to be attending school in Mystic Falls. If you could include some information about the sports and activities available to join I would be super grateful!" She was laying it on thick but while Alaric was smirking slightly the woman seemed to be eating it right up.
"I would love to dear."
It only took ten minutes before she was handing Alyssa her schedule as well as a folder thick with papers. Alyssa had told Alaric to go ahead to his class but Delilah seemed to think it was a great idea that he stay as Alyssa's first class would be history with Alaric himself.
After a few more compliments and overly charming statements, Alyssa and Alaric were on their way back to his classroom.
"Do you always talk like that?"
"Only when there's something I want. Or that I don't want….basically yeah all the time. Unless I actually like you."
"So you cuss at me cause you like me?" He raised a brow.
Her face flushed red. "You're my friend. But that's not exactly why…I don't really understand it yet." She said softly.
Alaric nodded and they finally came upon his classroom. "Think you can manage to behave for an hour?"
"Anything's possible. Not probable. But possible."
He rolled his eyes and held the door open for her.
They entered the room which was seemingly bursting with noise.
"Alright you reprobates. Quiet down now. There's actually a teacher in the room now!" Alaric said loudly with a half grin. He didn't introduce her and she was thankful for that. She sat in the only open desk she saw, in front of a boy that had insanely good bone structure. It was obvious to her he was a vampire too. Especially when his face darkened at the scent of her magical blood. She wandlessly put up a ward around herself to cut off his senses to her before fully sitting in the seat. She put her coffee on the desktop, followed by a notebook and a pen. She opened it and wandlessly charmed it so notes from the lecture would appear on the pages whenever no one was looking.
She turned her attention, then, onto her coffee and focused the visual part out the window, listening to what was being said absently.
It only took twenty minutes for Alaric to challenge her attention. "Alyssa. Our newest student." He said with a slight smile. "Can you tell me what I just said?"
"Well, sir. Technically, you just said 'Alyssa. Our newest student. Can you tell me what I just said?' but I shall assume you meant before that in which case you told Mr. Donovan over there to stop staring at Elena's hair so intently or it might catch fire." She smirked with a cocky and daring smile.
Alaric rolled his eyes as several other students chuckled but he nodded acceptance at her.
"Could have done without the attitude, Alyssa, but thank you for having the answer close at hand."
Then he went back to his lecture.
I wonder if he's going to be mad at me for that. I hope not…..wait why do I care? Since when do I care if teachers are upset at me….it's not that I don't want him to be upset at me in that capacity….though I don't. I don't want him to be mad at me outside of class. What is going on?
Alyssa bit her lip as her thought processes continued trying to analyze the situation she currently found herself in with Alaric.
I suppose I'll just have to let things play out and maybe that will explain things to me. I can only hope.
AN: Ending this chapter a bit early. Next chapter! Alyssa begins to figure out just why she doesn't want Alaric mad at her. Alaric still doesn't fully understand his over protectiveness of the girl but he does feel it fiercely.
Alyssa meets Mason and decided he's her new gay best friend….even though he insists he's not gay. She tells him he is simply in denial.