《It was only love || Hope Mikealson》🕯Page 7
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After an hour later the bus finally stops at the 'Salvatore Boarding School' and I step off, by then Lizzie, Josie, and Hope have gotten there. At that point during the bus ride the milkshake has solidified, melted down, turned into slime, and then the same process over again.
I walked into the school, Dr.Saltzman saw me and walked up to me. "What happened to you?" He questioned. "Long story." I said before walking past him down the hall, I walked back into my room and sat down at my desk with a mirror. I looked around for a cloth I could use to wipe away the stuff in my hair. I found a small piece of paper and opened it, it read "" I folded it back up assuming I put it there and forgot. I tried to wipe away the excess milkshake from my hair and it just became knotty. I heard a soft knock, "Come in" I said.
The door opened and I see Hope from the side of my eye, "Yes?" I asked still trying to wipe the milkshake away. "Need some help?" she asked, I nodded in response. She grabs a hair brush off my desk and stood behind me brushing my hair gently, "Sorry about the shoe's" She said in a soft tone. I shrugged, "I have a few more things of hers. It's whatever." I said, "I know you miss her, you don't have to act like it's fine." she said looking at me through the mirror.
"How do you know?" I asked looking at my hands playing with them, "My both of my parents died when I was 15, at different times; but still." She replied with an unreadable expression, I look up at her through the mirror. "Oh.. I'm so sorry Hope." "It's ok, They are away from this horrible world and I'm okay with that." she said finally looking back at me through the mirror.
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I turn to look at her "Your parents raised a good daughter." I said with a sympathetic smile, "Yours did too." she replied looking at me, "I should go shower" I said breaking the eye contact, "Yea probably, you smell like old milk." she joked, "Yea, tell me something I don't know" I laughed softly before grabbing my shower stuff and walking to the shower.
After my shower I put on new clean clothes, a white collar blouse, a black sweater with a 'S' for Salvatore Boarding School on the top left corner over it. putting the collar on the outside, and putting on new blue ripped jeans with white tennis shoes. I straightened my hair and tucked the front pieces of my hair behind my ears.
I grabbed a blanket and I walked outside my dorm, By then it was 8pm and the sun was setting. I grabbed a sandwich from the kitchen and went outside. I looked around to make sure no one was watching before walking into the forest, I walked for a few minutes before laying the blanket down on the grass and sitting down. It was so quiet and peaceful, until I heard a twig snap. I looked up "Oh hell nah this is how skinny white girls die in horror movies." I said to myself while looking around cautiously. I heard something coming from behind me, I looked back and saw a medium sized grey wolf looking back at me.
I heard a low growl come from it's mouth, before I knew it the wolf's bones were snapping. Before my eyes I saw hope. I quickly turned way "AH! OH GOD- HOPE HOW THE HELL?" I blurted in total shock, "OCTAVIA WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE?!'' she shouted "WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE?!" I shouted back with my back still turned. "JUST GIVE ME THE BLANKET PLEASE." Hope pleaded, at least she has manners. I picked up the towel and handed it to her covering my eyes with my hand.
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Hope covered herself with the towel, "You can look now" she said. I uncovered my eyes "Are you a furry or something?-" I asked dumbly "I'm a Tri-brid." She answered, "A what now?" I asked. "I'm a werewolf, Witch, Vampire combined. I haven't activated my vampire side yet." She replied, "I'm not even going to ask." I said, "You should get inside and put on some real clothes" I said grabbing my sandwich and walking inside the school.
I woke up at around 7:45am, I sat up and put on a black sweater with the school logo on the corner with a blue plaid skirt and black leggings under it, just a standard school uniform. I walked out into the hall and saw Hope and Dr.Saltzman talking, they immediately stopped when they saw me. "Octavia come to my office please" Dr.Saltzman asked before him and Hope walked into his office while I followed. I sat down in a chair infront of his desk while hope stood by the the side of the desk leaning on it.
"What's wrong?'' I asked, Hope pulled out one of the notes I found in my pocket from the bus "What is this" she asked me putting it on the desk, "Where did you get that?" I questioned her. "Octavia, what is that." Alaric repeated. by his tone this was serious. "I dont know it just showed up in my pocket yesterday, and on my dresser.." I replied, "What does this mean? What's going on?" I asked starting to get nervous.
"555-Hi-Kai is a pager code that belong to lizzie and Josie's uncle, Kai parker. He is a sociopath who killed their whole family. They sent him to a prison world and some how he has been sending you notes, with magic." Hope explained. "So a crazy sociopath is trying to send me notes? Oh how fun." I said sarcastically.
"We think it has something to do with your father." Alaric told me, I looked at him "What."
"Maybe I should do a locator spell with the note and see if it shows where he is." Hope noted, "What if we send one back" I offered, "We could get more info." I said looking at alaric then at hope
"Do it, put a spell on it so maybe he can't use a locator spell." He said before getting up and leaving, I looked towards hope. "I guess i'll write the note" I suggested and grabbed a post-it note and a pen with my left hand and began writing with it. I wrote out " "Why 888-Hi-Tavia?" Hope asked
"8 is my lucky number and i'm sorta mocking him" I chuckled and folded the paper and handed it to her, "Do your magic, literally" I joked before gaining a small chuckle from Hope before she walked away to do the spell.
now, we wait.
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