Sometimes being a hunter and a witch isn't the best combination, Crystal Winchester learns that the hard way. Welcome home Crystal Winchester, Mystic Falls has missed you.
[OC x OC]
[fast past]
[STAND ALONE]
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AGNES FAIRCHILD WAS BORN, AGNES MARIEL REYNOLDS, HER FAMILY WAS A PART of the Balance but they didn't hold any real power, they were just under their protection. Not like the Fairchild's or Valencia's, or anyone that wasn't a part of the council family. Agnes knew her words didn't matter, when it came to the council, that if she made a huge mistake, she would be dealt with, discarded without a second thought. She accepted the fact that the balance were a bunch of elitist, while the founder had done it for good, not everyone was as noble as Scarlett Fairchild.
She met Christopher Fairchild, when she came to live with her dad, for the summer. Her parents are both witches, her father belonged to one covens and mother to another. Her mother thinking it would be a good idea for her to spend quality time with her father, she shipped her off. Agnes think she wanted to get rid of her and spend time alone with her new boyfriend, go on the cruise the two had been talking about. Agnes loves her mother, she's a great mom, but she didn't want to be spending her summers here, in a unknown town. She didn't have any friends, or family besides her dad. Agnes can remember meeting Chris like it was yesterday.
A fifteen year old Agnes was forced to hang out with Audrey, a girl her age, daughter of her father's friend. Audrey had been tasked to basically give her a tour of the town, and babysit her. While Agnes hadn't lived with her father since her parents got divorced, Agnes was sure he didn't know how to take care of a teenager. So now Agnes sat at a stupid ice cream shop, in a booth, with Audrey and her friends. Who were more engrossed in their conversation to include her, she didn't necessarily blame them, they had their dynamic down, but she wouldn't admit how much it hurt. She got up to throw her trash, and made her way out of the shop, she remembers Audrey saying something about a shop.
"Your friend sucks." An unfamiliar voice says a few feet away from her, she didn't think they were speaking to her, so she doesn't turn around. "I'm Chris." He says walking to her.
"Okay." Agnes says, "and she isn't my friend." She clarifies.
"You're not going to give me your name?" He asks with a raised eyebrow, and cheeky smile.
"For what?" She asks just as cheekily, making him wider smile. He was clearly intrigued by her. Agnes had felt someone's eyes on her inside the shop,
"To know what to call you." He says.
"Why would you need to call me?" She raises an eyebrow at him. This was the most stimulating conversation she's had since she arrived. "I need to go, have a nice day Chris." She says walking in the direction she Audrey and her came from.
"Have a nice day Blue". He says and she turns to look at him with a confused expression. "Your shirt makes your eyes pop, so blue." He says making her smile and she tries to hold back a giggle. She nods before turning around, and she looks down at her blue shirt. Dam, she chose a great shirt to wear.
