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DEAN EYES FAYE CAREFULLY, THE ENTIRE ROOM STEALING GLANCES AS SHE WALKS THROUGH THE DINING HALL.Her head held high, her hair straightened, and clothes ironed without a wrinkle in sight. Faye Laurent appears as she always has, perfect.
"Thanks for introducing me to your parents. They were really sweet," Faye says, putting her tray down as she sits across from him. He chuckles, pointing out how his mother is likely still gushing about her. "How are you?"
"I'm okay. Some days are better than others but Ms. Tig's been a great help. I really like it here," Dean points out, his toast now cold he eats little on his plate. Henry walks over with a big grin on his face, Faye's eyebrows pull together as she watches the two hit each other.
"Since when were you two fast friends?" Faye asks, shrugging his shoulders Henry sits next to Dean.
"Honor amongst dogs I guess," Henry mocks, laughing as Faye mutters at least they know. The three of them bantered amongst themselves, surprising most of the student body. No one has successfully been able to keep up with the closed off friendship that is Faye Laurent and Henry Mikaelson. While the boys chat about the wolves, Faye rubs at the side of her temple. That nagging feeling from the night prior still lingering. The feeling of Henry's foot at her shin results in a tired glare.
"For what reason did that need to happen?" She cares little for Henry's antics while a grin plays on Dean's lips. This does not go unnoticed by Faye, making a face at Dean the two bicker. Henry pays little attention to the two as his eyes lock with the blonde across the room. Elizabeth's lopsided smirk plays into the flirtation. Henry fails to notice how Dean and Faye stop bickering. Elizabeth's smirk falls as she locks eyes with Faye. "Is every girl in your life going to hate me?"
"Mom didn't," Speaking so casually of Hayley it takes Faye back. The subject is still sore and the idea of mentioning it, not worth it. Henry kisses Faye's cheek before bumping fists with Dean. "I'll catch you two later."
Now alone Dean chuckles as Faye narrows her eyes at him. No hesitation he queries the relationship between Faye and Henry. "Yeah, no. Henry and I are just friends."
"Okay," His hand lurks over the table, fiddling with Faye's pointer finger. The two chat away about the common Salvatore School gossip. Focally everyone was theorizing what Landon Kirby had done for headmaster Saltzman to go after him. "I have an idea. What if we did stupid normal teenager stuff?"
"Like what's your favorite color?" Eyebrows raised, Faye looks at Dean who once again laughs. He states his is green as Faye entertains it, revealing her own is yellow. The smile on his lips falters as Faye brings a hand to her temple.
