I was in shock for the first moments of staring at the doppelgänger, but quickly recovered. Smiling shyly, I followed Tyler's act and slipped into the booth. The gang smiled at me.
"Hi, I'm Irene Engel," i smiled.
"Hi, I'm Elena Gilbert," the doppelgänger said. I smiled across the table and shook her hand.
"My name's Bonnie Bennet, and this is Caroline Forbes," a petite girl with dark skin and hair said. Her eyes held wisdom as they searched mine, and when I touched her hand the corners of her lips tilted up slightly. I smiled at the chipper blonde Bonnie motioned to, and she smiled back seeing Bonnie's reaction to me.
"And as you already know, the name's Tyler Lockwood," Tyler said jokingly. I playfully punched him in the arm.
"No duh, dufus! But I must thank you for the help with the boxes. I would have broken my back with that torturous manual labor," i grinned at him. Tyler smiled and flexed his muscles slightly. I put my hand on his bicep jokingly.
"Easy tiger. No need to exaggerate what we all know you'll never have. I only meant I was too lazy to carry boxes from car to house over and over again," I giggled. Tyler rolled his eyes, as if I had just made a cover story. I rolled my eyes after him. The gang laughed at our story.
"So, where'd you move from?" Elena asked. I thought for a moment before /"Memphis, Tennessee. It's a big change, considering I'm all alone this time around," I replied, shrugging my shoulders.
"Where are your parents?" Caroline asked. However, with a sharp look from Elena, she quickly covered her mouth and began to apologize about how insensitive she was saying that. I just shook my head.
"They're dead now, they died in a plane crash on their way to a business trip. But they're in a better place no, and i am coming to terms with it. It's okay, Caroline," I smiled softly. She smiled apprehensively.
"I lost my parents, too, a little over a year ago. We drove off a bridge and only I survived. But it becomes easy to deal with in time," Elena said, reaching over the mahogany table for my hand. I linked my hand with hers and smiled /"Hey guys. So, what will it be?" a waiter asked. He looked our age, and obviously was familiar with the gang.
"Hi, I'm Irene Engel, I just moved here," I smiled at him, holding out my hand. He smiled and gripped my hand, shaking it a /"Hey, the name's Matt Donavan, it's nice to meet you," Matt smiled, and asked for our orders again. Everyone ordered fries to share.
"Water, Matt. Thanks," I smiled as he went away to make more orders.
The gang and I quickly struck up a conversation. Eventually, after devouring the salty fries we took our drinks to the pool table. Tyler and I were versing and he was winning, only because I was letting him. He made the winning shot.
"I beat the newbie! Beat that, Engel!" he cheered in my face. I took a step back and made a motion of making a bubble around my body. Everyone laughed with me, except Tyler. He only rolled his eyes.
"Best two out of three?" I asked, expecting him to take the bet.
"You're on!" he grinned. As the game progressed it was clear I was letting him win before, and he began to feel saddened by his lack of skill against my own. As I made the winning shot I cheered, laughing, jumping up and down. However, an unfamiliar chuckle brought me out of my thoughts.
As I turned, I noticed the slightly odd haircut, and the crisp clothes. The last thing I saw before he stepped up to the pool table, grabbing a stick, were his bright emerald eyes. They held both mischief and amusement, but also curiosity.
"Mind if I play?" he asked. I shook my head of my dreamy thoughts.
"Game on," I challenged, staring into the soul of his forest green orbs. He smiled a dazzling smile and I melted a little inside.