It has been two weeks since the fight and Cassie and I have yet to make up, this has completely torn us both apart and I don't know how we will ever resolve this, come to terms, and go back too normal.
We speak yes, but when we do, it's like we're strangers. As if our pasts never happened and all that has come of us is that stupid fight, and that stupid thing that I said. Cassie is practically my sister and we must make up somehow, I'm just not sure how to do it."
Today Rebekah offered to take Cassie and me to school, it was our final school day before Winter break. Maybe during our break of doing nothing, Cassie and I can find some common ground and get along again.
"Thank you, Auntie!" I said getting out of the Black Denali.
"You're welcome darling, have a good day, both of you!" She chimed back
Cassie and I went our separate ways into the school, as usual she went around entering the side doors as I just kept to the front of the school.
"Anelie," A voice called as I stepped through the double doors I turned to my right to see that same brown-eyed brunette coming my way with a bright smile on her face, "Hi, Angel." I said
"How are you, I understand you and your sister are still not on good terms, right now?"
I nodded, "Yes, but I hope to resolve this little problem of ours soon, you know with the holidays in our midst." I said
Angel nodded, "Yes, and not to be sound like a creepy stalker but, I'm on the yearbook committee and I saw that your birthday is on the twenty-fifth?"
I giggled lightly, "Yes as a matter of fact it is."
"Well if I recall correctly Princess Anelisia also had that same birthday."
My cheeks began to grow hot.
"Y-yes I suppose it was, but as I said weeks ago she is my ancestor," I answered
Angel giggled, "You're her Doppelganger!" She insisted, "You have to be, born on the same day and looking exactly like her. Don't tell me it's only a coincidence, Anelie."
I mentally sighed of joyful relief, "I won't say that, in fact I'm sure it is true. My mother seems to think that is the case too, after all she herself is a doppelganger—her sisters too, their triplets." I explained
"Identical?"
"The only way to tell them apart from one another is their hair." I explained, Angel laughed, "Well I would love to meet them and if you don't mind I would love to interview you and dig up some more information about your family history, I think it would make a great read in the yearbook and maybe even more things for the school newspaper."
I nodded, "Of course I think that would be awesome. My mother and her sister Tatia know far more about our family history than anyone. The same can't be said for my auntie, Elena."
Angel squealed with excitement throwing her arms around me, "Thank you so much Anelie! You have no idea how much this means to me; I cannot wait to write about this! When can I come over?"
I laughed at her cute enthusiasm, "Let me talk to my parents and I'll get back to you on that, I'm sure it won't be till after break is over with though. That is unless you aren't busy before Christmas."
"Any time before Christmas works great for me! Please get back to me as soon as you can, I cannot wait!"
"Yes of course I will, now we better get to class or we're going to be late." I said Angel nodded in agreement and we walked beside one another to the third floor as she informed me of what questions she might ask my mother and her sisters, during that time I simply nodded enjoying her company.
When I stepped into the room I stopped as I eyed someone. He had light brunette almost blond hair. He sat in the middle of where most of the talking was taking place. Wearing a cheeky grin, he was the center of the conversation.
I approached him, holding my books tightly to my chest. I wasn't nervous, but I didn't want to come off as a bitch to her either. He looked new, and I did not want to be the one to piss him off.
"Um, excuse me?" I said softly, He looked up at me, "Yes?" He answered with an unsure look in his eyes.
"Not to sound rude, but you're sitting in my seat," I responded simply.
"Oh, I'm so sorry I just sat down wherever—I didn't realize there were assigned seats." He explained gather his things quickly. The people around him rolled their eyes, "Ms. Princess—you get whatever you want when you want it, don't you?" a girl spat.
I glanced at her and put on a smile, "You are damn right, I do. And you look delicious—keep it up and your blood will be pouring down my throat."
The boy eyed me, I grinned, "Does everyone know you're a Vampire?"
"Everyone who knows about Vampires, yes. Otherwise the others are completely oblivious." I explained sitting down in my seat. He began to move to a seat down the row. "Sit next to me, you don't have to run away from me." I giggled
The boy's cheeks turned shades of pink, "I wasn't running away…I just didn't know if that seat was taken."
I shook my head, "It's all yours."
"You aren't going to drink my blood, are you?" I smirked, "I prefer to feed on delicious human girls…they taste better." I looked over my shoulder at the girl sitting behind me who had thought she was going to get a rise out of me. I winked at her as she glared. a mischevious smirk slithered across my lips. A part of me wanted to follow through with my threat and pierce her neck. I knew she wanted me to do it, there was no hiding that. After all, she was a Vampire too.
He sat down and laid his books on top of the desk chuckling nervously, "Thank you, Anelie."
I looked at him with wide eyes, shocked and my heart was racing, "You know me?"
"Of course, after all, you are the doppelganger of the Princess, are you not?"
I laughed shrugging my shoulders, "Is that what people are saying about me now?"
He returned it, "That is what it seems, besides the whole Vampire thing."
I smiled softly at him, "Don't be fooled by the people at this school—everyone of them are followers who have boring lives and love to gossip about other people."
"I guess that means you're one of them then?" The boy questioned
"Like hell…I like keeping to myself and the few friends that I have. Less drama and bullshit that way."
As soon as he was about to speak the bell rang and last minute students rushed into the room and Ms. Malloy started off with a "Good Morning Class." expecting everyone to return the greeting.
"Good morning." We all said in unison.
