There have been a lot of strange things happening lately here in Rosewood Falls, and some residents have slowly come to realize that maybe they aren't so unrelated. The slow arrivals of newcomers to town over the last few months have raised a few ey...
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Elena Gilbert tried her hardest to gather herself and fix every hair that had come askew and every wrinkle left in her dress. " Well, that was definitely one of the best poetry readings I've ever been to." She laughed awkwardly as she turned to face the incredibly cute guy staring at her with those adorable puppy dog eyes.
"Yeah, I've never had anyone like my work quite that much." Ezra Fitz laughed with an equal level of wavering in his voice, but hardly taking an eye off Elena. He buttoned up the last button of his shirt and kissed her quickly on the cheek before grabbing her hand and leading her out of the bathroom of the funky local bookstore, glancing around to make sure the coast was clear of older, prudish customers who might not approve of what just happened in the bathroom of this establishment.
Elena felt slightly mortified as they exited the shop; she had never done anything quite like that before in her life. Who was she? The Elena Gilbert she knew didn't hook up with cute strangers in bookstore bathrooms. But, then again, she was fairly certain she had never been more attracted to someone in her entire life, so she gave herself a free pass on this one.
Once they were outside, he walked her to her car, and as he leaned in for a for a kiss he whispered, "So, when do I get to see you again?"
She giggled lightly before responding, "Depends on when you've got some new work for me to review."
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"Ugh we're going to be late, Care!" Hanna yelled upstairs from the kitchen to her older sister Caroline. Seriously, how was it possible that it took her this long to get ready. Like, okay, it was the first day of school, she got that, but Hanna was totally ready to head out the door and her nerves were making her seriously jumpy. The first day back after summer always meant making a great first impression, and how could she do that if she wasn't even there to begin with? "Come on, Care!" More annoyance filled her voice this time as she tapped her fingers on the marble countertop.
Caroline on the other hand, was taking every last second she possibly could in front of the mirror. With one last curl of her curling iron, she winked at herself in the mirror with a laugh and headed downstairs to her clearly annoyed younger sister. "I'm coming, I'm coming, stop freaking out." She rolled her eyes as she grabbed her bag off a kitchen chair and the keys to her car. "So, are you sure this dress works?" Caroline questioned her sister for one last time, spinning around to model her outfit, if only to annoy her further.
"Oh my god, if you ask me that again I think I'll actually scream." Hanna laughed as she grabbed her things and rushed out the door with her sister in tow.
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A strong gust of wind blew across the main road of Rosewood Falls, and Stefan Salvatore noticed a few fall leaves that were beginning to turn with the approaching season, falling lightly before getting caught in the wind. He made his way through the little streets of the town before turning up an old, almost abandoned road towards a large mansion that loomed over town. After all these years of running, he somehow had ended up back home. He took out an old, rusted key and turned the lock of the giant, imposing doors that opened for him with a creak. This would definitely be an interesting new start.
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"So what do you even do with this thing?" Damon fiddled with the strange metal object he picked up off Aria's bathroom counter as he waited for his sister to get ready.
"It's an eyelash curler" Aria replied to his question matter-of-factly, focusing more on the winged eyeliner look she was trying to perfect than Damon's silly, distracting questions.
"Huh, looks more like a torture device. You could do some serious damage with this." Damon fiddled with it for another minute or so until the thing flipped out of his hands and flew across the room. Aria gave him a death glare before ignoring his presence again. But, Damon was not going to be discouraged from his pestering, so he continued on. "So, are you going out with that Chris kid or not?" Chris was some kid on the baseball team that had been pining for Aria all summer.
"I don't know, I haven't decided yet." Aria sighed in annoyance. She honestly hadn't thought much of Chris, he just wasn't really her type.
"You seriously need to put that kid out of his misery, one way or the other. It's just getting pathetic." Damon's personal favorite moments were telling the kid off every time he showed up to the house with some dinky bouquet of flowers. "Hey, if you need me to beat him up at any time, please let me know, I'd be more than happy to oblige."
Aria finally stopped what she was doing to question her brother. "No! What? Why would I need that?" He really wasn't that bad a guy, just a little too clingy.
"You never know, Aria. I could come in handy."
Aria picked up a hand towel that was matted into a ball shape and threw it straight in Damon's direction. "Damon, will you just let me get ready?"
He laughed as he caught it smoothly in the air before leaving with a smirk. "Alright, but don't forget that I'm the one with the keys"
