Chapter 2

"Well Fuck"

"Hey, long time no see!" I smiled at Jenna Sommers. Jenna was probably on a list of the top five people I did not want to see. It wasn't that she wasn't nice or amazing or a generally outstanding person it was just weird. Jenna was my dork of an older brother's ex-girlfriend and my ex-babysitter. I cannot list how many awkward situations I had walked in on with her and Logan or that Jenna had witnessed of my youth. Jenna was practically my idol when I was younger, she was completely badass in my eyes and I had always wanted to grow up to be her. Jenna went to college when I was thirteen and I swear I was more broken up over it then when my brother left at twelve. I hadn't seen her since my mourning of her departure and seeing her just made all the weird memories of my youth come swimming past my mind.

It was always weird meeting your childhood idol and it was even weirder to see her at a bar. Here she sat across from me in all her finery and glory at a bar I wanted to and probably would get super wasted at due to my very alcoholic coping methods. God, I had just ordered and I couldn't just leave now, maybe I could sneak out the bathroom window. Did the bathroom even have a window? Why did this happen to me? All I wanted was a slice of grilled cheese and now I was in an existential crisis. Oh my goodness does she think I am an alcoholic? DO I care?

"Belle, is that you?" Her voice cut through the running stream of consciousness that was spewing forth from my buzzed out brain. Why hadn't I just pretended that no one else existed like the majority of the other dwellers and ate my cheese in silence? Being engrain with southern hospitality was a curse and I had to suffer with it like all my southern brethren. I still remember all the courtesy lessons I was indoctrinated with as a youth by my Stepford Wife of a mother.

"Yes?" God did I always sound this idiotic or was I just a special sort of stupid right now. Right then the Bartender arrived with my concoction and I wanted to become a turtle that melted into my turtle neck of a shell and crawl home on my turtle legs.

" Hey, Vicki can I get one of those too?" She pointed at my drink and I was taken aback my ex-babysitter drinks. " Texas Tea right?" I nodded my head in affirmation feeling I was becoming more turtle-like with each passing moment I stayed in her presence. I felt my curiosity bubble up despite my contrite and conflicted emotions.

" So why are you back in town I thought you were in grad school?" I maybe shouldn't have asked that I thought as I saw her shoulders tense up and a sigh escape from her.

"I am in town taking care of my niece and nephew while I finish it up." She replied with a strained pretense. Her drink arrived and we slowly started to loosen up. As we loosened up our drink orders began to flow. Three drinks in and several hours later our conversation turned towards the past and horrified laughs were exchanged.

" God, do you remember when I walked in on you and Lo when you were in the hot tub?" I shrieked. Jenna and my brother both had screamed at me to go back inside the house but I was so clueless I had stayed out and tried to chat.

" Ugh, I cannot get over that you sat there talking for an hour to us. I was so paranoid and high that I kept on forgetting I was missing my bikini top." Jenna snorted into her third glass of Texas Tea.

" YOU WERE MISSING," hands latched on to my mouth as she furtively looked around the bar like we were under-aged teens.

"Shhhhh, I am supposed to be a responsible adult now." I shrugged and started to slowly spin in my chair. Jenna laughed at me while I wobbled in my chair trying to remain upright while I circulated in my mini orbit.

" Being an adult is boring," the whine escaped my mouth as the world blurred. " I don't want to be one, adulting is hard."

"I will drink to that!" With that, I stopped my spinning spree and clinked my almost empty glass against hers. At some point, a pretty boyish bartender had taken the place of our previous one and I couldn't help but enjoy the view.

"Hey Honey can we get another one." I was speaking cursive but I knew he understood me by the quirk of his eyebrow. I rested my chin in hands and stared dopily at him. Smiling in a way I thought provocative but was surely closer to that of an intrigued puppy.

"Matt goes to school with my niece don't cha Mattie." Jenna was laughing at me as I pulled a repulsed face jerking back.

" Too young, too young, Mattie is too young" I sang while leaning over to pat his face. He was like a cute little puppy and I just wanted to squish him. He grabbed my wrist to pull it away while I tried to continually pet the poor child while continuing my song. "Too young, too young, Mattie is too young!"

" Jenna do you guys need a ride home?" He questioned as I hopped off my stool continuing with my jig and song, dancing about the bar. I would say we were making a scene but I didn't have the understanding of what that was at the moment. We acquiesced to Mattie Poos offer and he clocked out early leading us to his chariot through the dirt and gravel side parking lot. As we neared his car I ran my hand on it and attempted to give it a hug.

"MAAAAAAAATTTTTIEE, I love your, me- me vehicle." The blue truck was retro in a well-worn way and I instantly fell in love with it. " Jenna we should have Mattie take us mudding it would be so much fun! I haven't gone mudding since I was a teenager" I looked at Matt with pleading eyes as he opened the door for us.

" I have plans." Matt is such a sweetie I hope he has girlie plans. I loaded up into the truck which was technically a two-seater and sacrificed myself for Jenna taking the middle seat.

" Matt do you have a girl?" My voice teetered as I began teasing the young man.

"Not anymore. "He cast a glance at Jenna and I knew something was up but my addled mind didn't care.

" Mattie I am going to find you a sweet little girl, do you like girls, It doesn't matter I am going to find you a sweet person. High school sweethearts are the cutest and I am going to find a cutie for my cutie." Jenna was snickering at me and I threw my arms around her. "Maaaaaaatt, did Jenna tell you she was my babysitter?"

" I wasn't very good at if all I did was flirt with her brother." At that, both of us squealed with laughter in such an unladylike way our conversation turning to drivel. The car blurring the world outside as we drove down Mystic Falls country roads.

Jenna and I stumbled up her driveway giggling the whole way. As we neared the doors we started to exaggeratedly shush each other through our intermittent giggles. Jenna attempted to shove her keys into the door and ended up missing several times causing us to get more ruckus at each attempt. We were making such a racket that Matt took pity on whoever was sleeping inside and jumped out of his truck to assist us in our drunken stupor.

We tried to silently tiptoe inside which was a feat would not be able to accomplish seeing as each movement we took was as graceless as a newborn dear. Jenna and I started to trek upstairs and in our state, it felt like a hike. Jenna was in front of me when she missed the last step falling into me causing me to slam against the wall to catch us as we released another peal of giggles.

We made it into her room and she grabbed some clothes for up to change into. I began to strip automatically wanting to get out of the dress I wore all day.

" Fuck, how did you get those bruises" Jenna looked at me with shock and she registered the dark masses that littered my body.

I thought about it unsure of the answer only being able to come up with "Sex, kinky, kinky sex." And with that, we erupted into laughter again only to attempt to quiet ourselves with shushing that was overtly too loud in its own right. I dawned on the shirt She handed to me. It was large, old and weathered, and had scrawled ACDC on the front, it was a perfect sleeping shirt. I relieved myself of my bra and joined Jenna in bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was out.

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My head felt like someone was both sitting on it and jumping on it at the same time. I rolled over in the bed I was in and spotted Jenna the memories from last night flooding back to me. Oh god, that poor boy. I groaned checking the clock next to Jenna's bed seeing it read 8:30. At least Jenna's pseudo kids should be at school by now and I wouldn't have to explain why a strange woman was coming out of their aunt's bedroom.

In an act of niceness, I decided to go down to the kitchen in an attempt to make coffee and breakfast for Jenna. Jenna takes care of everyone -especially me last night- and I wanted to repay her in some way. I tiptoed down the stairs straightening the pictures Jenna and I had skewed in our journey to slumber last night.

I hadn't bothered to put on a bra or pants figuring I could put those on once Jenna had woken up and it probably didn't matter much seeing as no one else was home. I began to explore the cabinets and the fridge trying to rummage together a meager breakfast deciding on making a potato hash for breakfast with some bacon. I popped on some music and began gyrating as I assembled the meal.

I was really feeling my dance move as I chopped up some veggies to put in the breakfast hash. Each chop had and added hip thrust and I was attempting to do it on the beat. I turned to get the potatoes out of the fridge trotting in a fanciful fashion. I pulled back the door with extra flourish spinning as I did so. When I reached into the bottom draw to get the potatoes for our tasty meal whilst I did a slut drop I heard it.

" Who the fuck are you?" I turned around potatoes in hand shock written on my face. Looking at the child before me.

"Well Fuck" I sputtered so taken aback by their appearance." Aren't you supposed to be in school?"

"Its Saturday."

"Well Fuck"