Chapter 3
The week passed by so quickly. By then, it was time for Quinn's senior year at Mystic Falls High School. During the last days of holiday, Quinn never left the house, much less talked to her parents. She stayed cooked up in her room, reading and talking to her friends in Ohio about sleepy old Mystic Falls. She also did try to peak out of the window, hoping she'll meet the guy she saw on her first day at Mystic Falls.
Despite the fact she has to spent her senior year at a new school, Quinn was determined to have it all. She laid out the perfect outfit: A vintage baby doll dress with a simple cardigan and oxford heels. Her hair has finally touched her shoulders, so she styled it with a few clips. May a fresh start is what I need she thought hopefully
She came down, feeling nothing but worthless. She tried her best to be confident and cheerful, but it didn't work.
"Hello dear." Judy greeted her daughter happily. She tried to make small talk, Quinn tried to converse, but she just can't.
15 minutes later, Quinn was dropped off at Mystic Falls High School. She felt nervous but took a deep breath and started walking.
She immediately went to the administration office, got her stuff and went to her locker. She started to put her books in her locker where she saw a guy walking in, gorgeous as ever. He had very sharp Italian features, which made Quinn's heart skipped a beat. The guy seemed to notice her staring, but she quickly turned away, blushing. Earlier this year, Quinn had already decided to only focus on herself, not boys. And plus, she already had her eyes on someone else, although she doesn't know who is he.
Her first class was World History, one of her favourite subjects. She nervously walked into the classroom where all heads turned at her. She blushed and immediately took a seat at the back. She was taking out her notebooks from her bag when someone approached her.
"I've never seen you here before"
Quinn looked up to find a tall blonde staring down at her. She was beautiful, with blue eyes and full pink lips. She spoke with a slight English accent.
"Oh… I just moved here during the summer." Quinn answered nervously.
"Where from?" the blonde asked again
"Ohio. Lima, Ohio."
The blonde slowly nodded. "Never been there. How is it? Oh yeah, I'm Rebekah by the way. Rebekah Mikaelson." She said, extending her hand.
Quinn slowly took Rebekah's hand and shook it. "I'm Quinn. Quinn Fabray. Lima is plain, nothing extraordinary." she replied, giving Rebekah a soft smile.
Rebekah took a seat next to Quinn and propped her head on her elbow. "Well then, I'll make it a note to visit it soon. I love plain ordinary places." she said, with a wink.
Quinn laughed. "Well then you're going to love Lima. So how is Mystic Falls? To be honest, I've never heard of it before." She said
"I can't tell you. Would ruin the surprise this town has to offer. Have made any friends lately?" Rebekah asked again.
Quinn sadly shook her head.
"Oh well, I guess you can be with me. We blondes have to stick together." Rebekah joked, prompting another laugh from Quinn.
"Rebekah, I didn't expect to see you around." a voice said. A man's voice. Quinn immediately turned and found the guy at the hallway staring at Rebekah.
"Well Stefan, it is our senior year after all. Fancy seeing you here." Rebekah replied, with a condensing tone. Quinn just looked at both of them, puzzled.
Stefan seemed to notice Quinn's look and immediately extended his hand. "Stefan. Stefan Salvatore. I've never seen you before." he said.
Quinn immediately shook his hand, mesmerized by his features. "Quinn Fabray. I'm new here." she softly replied.
"Stefan, you seem friendlier this year. What happened?" Rebekah asked, clearly amused.
"Well I guess spending time with your lot does have its perks." Stefan said before taking a seat. Rebekah merely rolled her eyes and continued her conversation with Quinn. They had a great time talking, having a common interest in classic movies.
A few girls did throw a few dirty looks at Rebekah and Quinn. What the hell were their problems? Quinn silently thought.
"Just ignore them." Rebekah said to Quinn, giving the girls a sharp look in the process. The girls immediately turned around and talked among themselves.
World History was boring. The teacher was monotone and read from the book. He did ask a few questions, which was quite hard.
"What did the Battle of the Plains of Abraham decide?"
"How did the rule of Charles V of Spain end?"
"The 25th Dynasty of Egypt originally ruled which foreign empire?"
Everyone including Quinn (who was considered a history goddess back in Lima) couldn't answer the questions. Everyone except Stefan Salvatore.
"The fate of French colonialism in North America."
"He abdicated the throne"
"The Nubia Empire"
Even the teacher himself wasn't really sure of the answer for the last question. Stefan was impressive and Quinn was, well you can call it envious.
"You're very good in History" she whispered at Stefan after class ended.
"So were you, Quinn. Not many people know about the Ottomans" he said kindly.
Quinn blushed a little at his words.
"Oh well there's Stefan, the one who knows the past very well as if he was there himself" Rebekah said, placing one arm around Quinn's shoulder. Quinn was slightly shocked by the gesture but secretly grateful it that someone wanted to be her friend.
"Come on, Quinn. We have French later on. Allons-y!" Rebekah said and pulled Quinn along with her. Quinn managed to turn around and gave an apologetic look at Stefan, who just gave her a two-finger salute.
(I apologize if this chapter sucks, and if Klaus hasn't appeared yet! again, please review!)