Chapter 2- Pilot (part 2)

Then:

"I predict this year is going to be kick ass. And I predict all the sad and dark times are over and you are going to be beyond happy," Bonnie said, looking absolutely positive.

I looked at her, frowning.

"You can't predict that."

Elena turned around in her seat, glaring at me.

"It's true," I said, turning to the window, watching the world go by.

If only they understood, a voice whispered in my head. It was soft and very frail, but also soothing to the headache that was starting to grow. I nodded along, confused as to where the voice was coming from, but I didn't really care about it at the moment. Looking back, I wished that I had, regretting ignoring the signs when they were right in front of me. I could have stopped it all. All I had to do was listen.

Now:

Reaching school, Elena, Bonnie, and I walked into the building and to our lockers.

"Major lack of male real estate," Bonnie said, drawing my attention to her. "Look at the shower curtain on Kelly Beech. She looks like a hot — can I still say 'tranny mess'?"

"No, that's over," I said. I felt a bit strange because of the car ride, and surprisingly, a little mad at Bonnie too. Whatever I felt was gone now, but I still felt the nagging somewhere in my mind. Pushing those thoughts away, I turned to Bonnie when I realized she was talking.

"-A man, coin a phrase. It's a busy year," she was saying, turning towards Elena.

Elena, however, was clearly not paying attention anymore, looking at someone now. Following her gaze, I saw Matt. Matt was Elena's boyfriend, before any of this happened, before our parents died. Elena broke up with him almost right after and hasn't really seen or talked to him much since then. She's now convinced that he hates her. Seeing Matt looking at her, she waves.

Pretending to ignore her, he turned back to his locker as if she was never there.

"He hates me," Elena said, looking devastated, proving my thoughts.

"That's not hate. That's 'you dumped me, but I'm too cool to show it, but secretly I'm listening to Air Supply's greatest hits'," Bonnie said, just as Caroline came up to us.

"Elena, Amelia. Oh, my god," she said coming up to us and pulling us into hugs. Caroline is well… Caroline. She's friends with us, a really nice person, but she's a bit well…

"How are you? Oh, it's so good to see you. How are they? Are they good?" She said looking at us overly concerning, looking towards Bonnie as if we couldn't answer for ourselves.

"Caroline," I said, capturing her attention. "I know you're worried but we're right here. And we're fine. Thank you."

"Really," Caroline asked, looking a bit disbelieving, but hopeful.

"Yes. Much better," Elena said to assure her.

"Oh, you poor things," she said, pulling us into another hug.

"Ok, Caroline," Elena said, honestly looking a little bit fed up because of the pity.

"Oh! Ok, see you guys later?" She questioned us, quickly flouncing off when she was satisfied.

"No comment," Elena said when Bonnie opened her mouth to say something, giving Elena a pointed look.

"I'm not going to say anything," she said in her defence. I laughed as we walked through the halls. Stopping us at the office, Bonnie looked at us with disbelief. "Hold up. Who's this?"

"All I see is back," Elena said, craning her neck.

"It's a hot back. I'm sensing Seattle and he plays the guitar," she said, narrowing her eyes, as if she was trying to focus. For some reason, the nagging came back in my head. It was weird, always seeming to happen when Bonnie did something. Luckily, my distraction came.

"Jeremy, good batch man," a boy called out.

"I'll be right back," Elena said, storming off into the boy's washroom behind Jeremy.

"Please be hot," I heard Bonnie say before I followed Elena.

"-Is that, stoner talk? Dude, you are so cool." I could hear the yelling before I even entered. Bracing myself at what I was entering, I took a step to go in, but before I could, I was met by Jeremy's angry figure.

"I don't need this," I heard him say before he left. Sighing, I followed him out to the back of the school. I would miss history, but that didn't matter. I found him sitting outside, staring into space.

"I'm not here to judge you, just hear me out," I said sitting next to him.

"Look, I appreciate you trying to look out for me, I do, but I'm just not ready," he said, and I could tell that he really meant it.

"I know, it's ok, just know that I'm here if you want to," I said, giving him a hug and sitting there for the longest time, content with the way things were. Yeah, mom and dad died, but it could have been worse. At least now, we were here together. Jeremy left after the period ended, but I sat there for at least another hour before I left. I had just ditched an entire day, but oddly, I didn't care. I went over to the woods, it was near the cemetery. I sat there and pondered as I had at school. If anyone asked me about what, I would say I didn't know, because frankly, I don't know where most of the time went. I sat there, thinking about my dream and what it could mean. I had gotten a couple of texts from Elena, but I ignored them. At some point, I must have started walking, I realized, just as I tripped over a branch.

Closing my eyes and hoping for the best, I let myself fall. Arms reached out and caught me, just as I was about to hit the floor of the forest.

"Need a hand?" a voice said. It was familiar, but I couldn't place where I knew it from. Turning around to face my saviour, I was shocked, as icy blue eyes met my own.

It was him.

So initially, I was going to wait until posting this, and I was going to write more in this chapter; but, it seemed like a great place to stop, so here we are. I'll have the next chapter up as soon as I can. Leave a review if you liked it, or if you'd like something specific in the next chapter. Thanks to everyone who followed or left a review last chapter. Until next time!