It was a cool and cloudy day. Everyone aside from Meredith and Bonnie woke up with gentle smiles.
" Bonnie! We need to know who that girl is. "
" And how you suppose we do that? " asked Bonnie
" You're the sneaky one. " said Bonnie
" But you're the smart one " replied Meredith
" Whatever, we'll talk later. We're late for class " Bonnie told Meredith
Bonnie and Meredith entered Chemistry class. It's a good thing Mr. Crouseworth was not yet starting his class, they both took a seat next to each other. Stefan arrived after them, sitting at the back row.
As Mr. Crouseworth was teaching about Planaria. Someone knocked at the door.
" Yes come in. " said Mr. Crouseworth
A familiar head peeped in thru the open part of the door.
" Excuse me,Is this Chemistry? " asked Catherine
" Well, yes it is. You must be the new girl? " replied Mr. Crouseworth
" Uhm. Well, yes "
" Let me introduce you to the class. Class I want you to meet Ms. Catherine Belle a transferred student from Europe. "
All of a sudden gasps filled the air. And they were from Meredith,Bonnie and Stefan.
" Hello. My name is Catherine. It's a pleasure to meet all of you. "
" Ms. Bonnie would you mind being a tour guide for Ms. Belle? "
" Uh.. Of cou- "
" Sir, I would like to volunteer to be Catherine's tour guide since there is a special connection between us. " Suddenly, whispers filled the air.
~ That didn't come out right ~. Stefan thought when he caught Catherine staring at him like he had just been released from an asylum.
" You are so dead Stefan Salvatore! " Catherine mouthed.
" Well then. It's decided. Ms. Bonnie we are no longer in need of your services. Thank you for volunteering Mr. Salvatore. "
" The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Crouseworth. "
" And since you're her tour guide, she will have to sit next to you. Matt, kindly give your seat to Catherine and move to the right side of the room. "
" WHAT?! " Catherine, Bonnie, Stefan, and Meredith exclaimed.
" No shouting in the my class! Now please get going to your seat Catherine. "
" Yes, Mr. Crouseworth. "
" Bitch. " Bonnie and Meredith whispered to each other, referring to Catherine.
Intrigues filled the room and for once, not a single student listened to Mr. Crouseworth, no matter how terrifying his glare might be. Everyone was either staring at Stefan and Catherine or whispering to their seatmate.
As Catherine took her seat, she heard Stefan say,
" You're from Europe, huh? "
" A special connection between us, huh? "
" In my defense, you people didn't get my meaning. The words just didn't come out the way I expected. "
" Ha. Sure. Don't give me crap, Salvatore. You and I know I won't believe THAT. "
" What part of Europe are you from? " he said, changing the subject. She bought it.
" Paris, France. Bet you've never been there. " If only she knew.
" Actually I'm from Italy. Remember? I told you in the forest. "
" Oh, right. Wait a minute, Italy's in Europe right? "
" See what I mean, special connection. "
" Sure, sure. " [ A/N : another familiar line to Twilighters out there. ]