Legacies

Chapter V

Something about him.

Today, I decided that I would have breakfast outside, in my bid to further distance myself from Lizzie Saltzman.

Walking down the stairs, I entered the dining room, making sure to quickly get my food and go outside.

I found an empty table, sat down and began to eat my breakfast, which consisted of just a pain au chocolat and a bowl of fruit salad.

As I was eating my breakfast a shadow cast over me, blocking out the early morning sun. As I looked up, a voice to my surprise, spoke.

"Hope. I think we need to talk." Landon began.
Not looking up from my food, I simply replied back "I have nothing more to say to you Landon. I don't think we need to bring up the past".

Landon carries on speaking, regardless of my last statement.

"I should apologise for how I treated you when we first met. I shouldn't have brushed you off like that, especially when you tried to help me. It's just... I'm not weak Hope. I don't need saving. I've learnt to trust no one except Raphael." Landon said apologetically as he then went to sit down beside me.

As he sat down, I kept my eyes on my food, not wanting to look at him. In annoyance, Landon gently used his hand to turn my chin towards him. I still kept my eyes down.

"Hope look at me." He begged.
What had changed? Why now was he being so nice all of a sudden?
"I don't need your pity Landon. I forgive you for being so ungrateful and malicious when I first met you. I'm over it, you're obviously not." I stated curtly.

"I'm sorry Ho-" He began before I cut him off.
"Stop apologising." I laughed.
"Sorry." He scratched his head nervously.
"Again?!" I laughed and smiled at his cluelessness to the fact he kept apologising. I liked this Landon. What had changed? I didn't know, but, he definitely wasn't the Landon I knew and hated, a few years ago or a few moments ago.

"So.. are you staying here?" I gestured to the school. Lazily lifting my arm up to point.
"Uh yeh I think so. I like it here. It's different from my last school... in the best way." He answered.

"Ah okay. But why? You're not a super-" I began, curiosity laced in my tone.
"Tribrid." He said matter of factly.
"A what?" I almost choked on my drink.
"I'm a tribrid. Although not what you'd immediately expect. I'm not a vampire/ werewolf/ witch combo." He stated in a slightly bored tone. As if he'd had to state that fact over a hundred times already today.

I, Hope Mikaelson, wasn't the only tribrid out there. Landon was too.

~Authors notes~

Sorry for the wait! I've decided that I'll try to post by the latest, weekly updates.
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