Funny World

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Hey! Oh, what, it's been a while? Few months? I know. I've been kinda busy. Yeah. Anyways, here's the chapter:

Chapter 3:

Alaric was having a horrible day. It had been a month since Jenna's funeral, and Alaric was still living with Jeremy and Elena. He still slept on the couch, and went to work, just like before. Even though things had changed a lot.

Elena and Jeremy had been through this before with their parents' death, and they tried to continue living like normal, but it was easy to see they were affected a lot by losing their aunt and uncle. Elena was having a really hard time, with losing her aunt, biological father and boyfriend all at once, but acted as normal as she could. She was still looking for Stefan, of course, and Alaric was pretty sure Damon was too. Jeremy was a little quieter than before, but tried not to let his pain show. Alaric wasn't really sure how Damon was dealing with Stefan going missing, but he was quite sure it contained blood.

It seemed like everyone else was moving on slowly, but Alaric. He felt like he was stuck, like he hadn't made peace with everything yet. First he loses his wife, and now his girlfriend, and he had no idea what to do now. So he continued living. Like everyone else. He hoped that after a while it would get easier. But now, after a month, he was still mourning, like nothing had changed.

Every day he did the same things. He worked, ate, and slept. Talked with Elena and Jeremy. Met up with Damon. Thought about Jenna. It had become a routine for him. It was so surreal, to not have to deal with any supernatural drama all the time. So… Normal.

This morning the house had been extremely quiet, and Alaric needed to get away for a while, so he went to The Mystic Grill. It was way too early to drink anything strong, so he ordered a coffee and sat to the only free table. He was got in his own thoughts until he heard a soft voice speaking to him.

"Um, could I sit here?" Alaric looked up in surprise and saw a black haired girl holding a cup of coffee smiling sheepishly at him. "There's no free tables" She said.

"Sure, you can sit here." Alaric said and the girl smiled at him thankfully as she sat down. The girl looked to be around 17 years old, and she had black curly hair and the greenest eyes he had ever seen. He didn't think he had seen her before, and she had a British accent, so he assumed she came from England. The girl looked around The Grill as they drank in silence.

"You're new around here, right?" Alaric asked, hoping to start a conversation. The girl looked up from her coffee looking surprised.

"What gave me away?" She asked and ran a hand through her long hair, smiling nervously.

"I teach History in Mystic Falls High, and I don't think I have seen you in my class." He said and smiled. "I'm Alaric Saltzman." Alaric introduced himself and offered her his hand, which she shook smiling slightly.

"Ha- Lillian Granger" She said and grinned. "Or just Lily. Nice to meet you"

"Nice to meet you too" Alaric said. "So, how did you end up in here?" Alaric asked and the girl, Lily, looked little confused as she took a sip of her coffee.

"I asked some stranger where I can have coffee, and he told me to come here." She said and Alaric chuckled.

"I meant, how did you end up in Mystic Falls? Did you move here with your family?" He asked and Lily blushed before shrugging.

"I moved here alone actually." She said carefully, and Alaric looked shocked.

"Alone? Aren't you a little young to live alone?" He asked and Lily tensed a little but shrugged again.

"I guess so. I'll turn eighteen in a few months though." She said and looked away. Alaric felt bad for the girl. Living by herself must be lonely. And she still so young too.

"But what about your parents?" Alaric asked, but regretted it as the teen turned to look at him icily. Her emerald eyes seemed to be blazing with some emotion Alaric couldn't place. It was easy to see that her parents were a touchy subject, and he felt bad for bringing back bad memories.

"It's not really your business." She said shortly and Alaric smiled apologetically.

"You're right. Sorry." Lily's glare softened, and she sighed looking away. She drank the rest of her coffee in silence.

"I should be going now. It was nice to meet you." She said when she finished, and a smile made its way back to her lips. Alaric smiled too.

"Yes, well, if you need anything, or need anyone to talk to, my door is always open." He said and she smiled and stood up. As she was about to walk away, she suddenly stopped, like she just remembered something and glanced back at Alaric before sitting back down, looking at him nervously.

"Actually, I think you may be able to help me." She said and smiled nervously, looking rather tense. "I'm looking for this guy called Klaus. Klaus Mikaelson. Do you know if he's around?" Lily said and Alaric froze. Did she just say Klaus? How would this nice and innocent and normal looking teenager possibly know about Klaus? Exactly who is she? A millions of questions were racing through he's mind as he looked at the green eyed teenager, who was currently staring at the table while waiting for his answer. Alaric forced himself to answer her.

"He left town" Alaric said in monotone and saw Lily relaxing slightly. She raised her piercing gaze back to him.

"Do you think he's gonna be back any time soon?" Lily asked with a flat tone and Alaric looked at her suspiciously. How does she know Klaus?

"I don't know." He said honestly and Lily sighed in what Alaric thought was relief.

"Good." She sighed again and Alaric continued to examine her suspiciously.

"Why are you looking for him?" Alaric asked, hoping to get a straight answer. Lily shrugged, looking uncomfortable.

"Just need to talk to him really." Lily said and stood up again, smiling brightly. "Well, it was nice to meet you Alaric, I mean Mr. Saltzman, but I really should be going now." She said with a smile and walked off, leaving Alaric stare her as figure disappeared, his eyes filled with confusion, suspicion and a little bit of fear. Who was this girl?

Alaric drank the rest of his coffee and sighed. He's day just got a lot more interesting. He took his phone from his back and called to the one person he knew would not be happy about this.

"Damon. We may have a problem"

I hope that wasn't too bad

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