Meeting the Salvatores.
Okay so first, I know it's been a while and I haven't posted the next chapter I've been really busy at school •. *Cringe* I mean it hasn't been that bad, English is a good class. Okay well I'm going to get into the story.
As I walked off to art, I couldn't help but think about Stefan, the way his eyes glistened in the light, Ugh Alyssa stop thinking that, you don't even know the guy!!.
I walked into art and I asked the art teacher where to sit, " Hmm, Alyssa Petrova, welcome to the class, you can sit right over there." I followed to where he pointed to the open spot right next to Stefan Salvatore. I cowardly walked over to the spot and Stefan gave me the weirdest look possible.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing…" he smirked and let out a husky chuckle
"Whatever" I rolled my eyes.
"Ya know you remind me of someone I used to know"
"Really? Who?" I was wondering what he was going to say, I've never been told I look like someone before, its like nobody knows my family or something.
"Oh you probably don't know her" I could see in his eyes he was thinking about telling me, and I was going to find out.
"I feel like you should tell me. Number one you said I look like someone and now I'm interested and also its my face, I should be able to know who has a similar face as me" I scolded.
" I don't know should I tell you?" he chuckled.
" Alyssa and Stefan detention after school" The teacher scolded.
As I sit and stair at my paper I can't help but think who Stefan thinks I look like. I know it's silly but I want to know. Then suddenly I felt something hit the back of my head. I reached down and grabbed the crumpled piece of paper.
Alyssa,
Meet me under the bleachers.
~Stefan
Wow, okay maybe he's going to tell me. Or maybe not, maybe he wants to just talk. Wait who would want to talk to me…? I'm so weird and new, I don't even know guess I'll find out later then.
When I got to the bleachers, Stefan was already there leaning against the pole.
"Hey" I said bit more excited than I should have been.
"So I will tell you who I think you look like…" He said it almost like he didn't want to.
"Okay, then who?" I am so impatient.
"This girl I used to date almost seems like a lifetime ago, her name is, Katerina Petrova".