"I don't believe you." I said.
"You need too." A familiar British accent says.
Klaus. He came closer to me. I flinched, for some odd reason. His hand was on my bicep.
"I can't. It's just too crazy to believe in." I sighed.
"I'm going to show you. You need to stay put okay?" He asked me.
I nodded. He kissed my cheek. He backed away. Then his face turned. He had wolf eyes, his veins under his eyes popped out and he grew fangs.
"Believe me now?" He hissed.
I stumbled backwards.
"Yes." I let out.
His face went back to normal. He came closer to me. I took a small step backwards.
"Don't be scared." He cooed.
Don't be scared? Don't be scared? Is he serious? This is the definition of terrifying!
"I-Klaus." I managed.
His hands gripped my biceps.
"Don't be scared." He said painfully.
I couldn't help myself. I put my hands on his face. He grabbed onto my writs.
"I'm not scared." I whispered.
He nodded. I looked down, wondering what I was going to do. His grip on my writs were comforting. My head shot up and I pulled his face to mine. Our foreheads were touching. I could feel his breath on my lips.
"Why tell me?" I asked.
Instead of answering he put his hands on my waist and crashed our lips together.
My alarm went off.
"Agh!" I yelled.
I threw my pillow over my head. It still wasn't turning off.
"Syd! Get up!" My mother yelled.
I complained while I sat up on my bed. I had fifty minutes to get around and be at the school. I quickly took a shower, fix my hair and put my make up on. I walked out of the bathroom.
"Mom can I have the car?" I asked.
She tossed me the car keys.
"Be back by eight." She told me.
I rolled my eyes at her and left the house. As I got into the car my head started throbbing.
"Ow." I complained.
Be careful. The voice said.
My head stopped throbbing. Well that was weird.
"Forbes, Sydney." I told the front desk lady.
She handed me my schedule and locker combination.
"Have a good day." She smiled.
"Thanks you too." I smiled back.
As I walked out of the office I ran into somebody. I dropped my books.
"Oh, I am so sorry." I apologized.
I bent down to grab my books.
"No its my fault." A familiar voice said.
I looked over to see the familiar red hair.
"You're that waitress from yesterday." I pointed out.
Not to mention the sister of a very hot guy.
"And you were the girl my brother was flirting with." She gave me my last book.
I nervously laughed. "I wouldn't say flirting he only said a few words to me."
She rolled her eyes. "Might have to test that theory."
"I'm Sydney by the way." I said.
"Zorah, but you already knew that." She laughed.
We started to walk down the hallway.
"What grade are you in?" She asked me.
"Eleventh." I replied.
"No way! Same." She laughed.
I smiled. I might be making my first friend. She started talking about how she came here last year with her family, and how her brothers got to own almost everything in this town. I was very intrigued.
"But hey enough about me. What about you?" She asked.
I gave her the basics. That my mom was seventeen and pregnant, I was born here in Mystic Falls, and about my life in Vegas.
"Wow, you're life is very much like Nik's." She said.
I raised my eyebrow in confusion.
"Daddy issues. We have different dads, so he feels like an outsider to our family. He feels he can never trust anyone. Not even his family." She said.
I nodded my head.
"Sounds legit." I laughed.
She gave me a small smile. We walked to our first class that we had together.
"Good morning class I'm Mister Saltzman, but please call me Alaric." Alaric said.
Turns out he is a really cool guy.
"And Becca." He said. "You're report is due Thursday."
Report? Didn't school just start back up? Must've been over the summer thing. I started to draw in my notebook. Most of them were small people, but then I drew this sign. Something that I couldn't understand why I drew it.
The bell rang and it snapped me out of my thoughts. I grabbed my stuff and went to talk to Zorah.
"Want to sit with me at lunch?" She asked.
"Sure." I smiled.
She left to her other class leaving me deep into my thoughts again. Why was I drawing that symbol?
What does it mean?