Just You and Me

Troublemaker

Elena POV: I sat down in the principals office, waiting for the principle. Of course, I got In trouble the first week of school. I never do, I'm always a good student. The principle came in, he had dirty blonde hair, and blue eyes. He sat on his chair, just staring at me. "Hello my name is Klaus, but you can call me Mr. Mikaelson." He said. He totally had a British accent, can I say was a little cool. "I see you were having a little havoc in the girls bathroom?" He said. "I wasn't, I was just using the bathroom, washing my hands like a normal student." When that girl bumped into me, and then she brings her whole posse? Self defense was my first instinct, I ain't going to let no girls bully me around." I said angrily. "Calm down miss Gilbert. I just want to know if their were any other girls involved?" He asked me. "Well I don't know, I was too busy defending myself." I said. What the hell was up with this guy? Asking me the most stupidest questions to me, did he not know I was the only one fighting against a group of girls? "Well, some of the girls that were involved in the fight. Said you started it by hitting Kianna? Is that not true?" He asked me. "That is a total lie!! She shoved me first." I spat back. "Miss. Gilbert I need you to calm down. The facts I got from the girls said you broke both of her hands? Is that true?" He asked me. "Yes, but I was defending myself." I said. He wrote down the information on a piece of paper, and typing things on to his computer. "Ok, well miss Gilbert, your going to have to have detention." He said. "What?!! But...but I didn't do anything?!!" I said. " I know that and the girls who were involved will have detention as well." He said. "You girls will have to 2 days of detention." He said. I can't believe this, I was getting in trouble because of self defense. What the hell was this school running? Bad things good, good things bad? "Now I already called your mother, and sent her the forms for your detention. I thought you would be a leader in this school Elena, but I was wrong." He said. Handing me a paper back to class, what an asshole. Furiously, I walked out of his office with a angry face. And to think I would like this school, I was wrong. It was lunch, and everyone was heading to the cafeteria. Passing the nurse's office, I saw all the girls sitting on chairs. Holding tissue paper's to their noses, as they all looked up in the doorway. I gave them an evil smile, stupid bitches. Thinking they could take on me, a fucking bloody vampire. I went to my locker, throwing my books inside. "Elena?" A manly voice said. I turned around only to find Stefan, "Hey you ok?" He asked nicely. "I got detention because of Kianna." I said annoyed. "Mr. K. gave you detention?" He said. "Yup, just because I was self defending myself." I said. "I'm so sorry Elena." He said. "Well it doesn't matter, I'm going to have to stay with all those girls after school." I said. "Listen I have to go." I said. I was so over it, over with the drama. But before I could leave, Stefan grabbed onto my wrist. "Now wait a sec, I'll be in detention with you." He said. "Stefan I can't ask you to come with me for discipline." I said. "But I want to, so you won't be alone." He said kindly. How sweet of him, but really? He would go all his way just to come with me to detention, "Stefan I-I-I can't let you do that, you can't come because you didn't do anything wrong." I said. The bell rang, "see you later Stef." I said. I left him at my locker, seeing his frozen face. How sweet of Stefan, just to do that for me. But those girls, seriously I would have killed them. But I had to hide what I was, what I had become. I came home with Jer, after the car ride he kept on telling me "Oooo your going to get your ass kicked." He said to me. I opened the door to our house, only to find my mom and dad sitting on the couch. "Sit down." My mom said in a demanding tone. I sat on the coffee table, and waited for hell to break loose. "Who do you think you are Elena? Huh you think you can just beat up a group of girls just to show popularity?!!" She said. "I didn't mom, it was self defense. That bitch needed a slap in the face, and along with the rest of them!!" I said back to her. She stood up from the couch, putting both hands are her hips. That was her "Get ready for hell" position. "Now you watch your language Elena Gilbert, I raised you to be a lady not a ghetto ass teenager. We moved here for our jobs, to help you and Jer to succeed in school. A better future for you guys, a better life." She said. " But no, all you want to do is cause chaos everywhere, at your school, at home even with us. I'm sick and tired of your attitude Elena and it needs to stop right now!!" She spat out. How could she say this to me? I was defending myself. Why was she giving me a lecture? I didnt do anything wrong. My anger had finally came out, "God!! Would you listen to yourself? Your getting mad at me just because I got detention? It was self defense mother, when oneself has to defend them self from others. So what I made them bleed a little, but they sure as hell deserved it." I hissed back. "Elena Gilbert if you say one more foul word out of your mouth I'm going-" she said. I stopped her, "And what mom? Your going to hit me? Your going to ground me for doing something that wasn't even bad? I'm a teenager mom, everyone makes mistakes. Especially at this age, were too young to understand anything right now." I said. This fight between me and mom, was a fight of hell.

"Go to your room Elena." She said calmly. I ran upstairs to my room, and sat on my bed. God I was so angry, angry for fighting with my mom. I didnt want this to happen, but it did. I grabbed my diary, and furiously started writing.

Dear Diary,

You think in your whole life, someone would understand how you feel. Nope, not one person. No one understands me, not even my mom. Just barely, me and my mom got into a fight. Over the most stupidest reason, like seriously I can't even believe she yelled at me. I'm sick and tired for being blamed for things, when really they aren't my fault. I hate being the scape goat, just to be blamed on. I hate taking the blame for things that don't even involve me. I want everyone to understand my side of the story, my opinion, my voice. It may take days, weeks, even years.  But for now, no one will understand me...no one.
           
              Sincerely, Elena Gilbert

Putting my diary down, I grabbed my phone and put some music on. I was listening to one of my favorite songs "Shake it off" by Taylor Swift. Once again I lost myself to the song. Just randomly dancing. Music was my escape from reality, the only thing that kept me happy. All of a sudden,.I looked over and saw Stefan, he was sitting on his bed. He was holding up something to his chest, and it said something. I think it was a notebook, and it read.

Did you get in trouble?

It read, I quickly grabbed my notebook from my bag and wrote back.

Yup, I think I'm grounded for life

I wrote back to him, he giggled. He turned the page, and wrote back.

I'm sorry, but hey will have detention together ;)

He wrote back, with a winky smile.

After turning the page,I wrote back to him.

No we won't, I'm not letting you come to detention with me!!

I wrote with exclamation points, hoping he understood I didn't want him to come with me to detention. He  again he flipped the page, and wrote back.

Too late, I got busted for breaking the principals window with a football.

What a sneaky little asshole, he smirked at me. I turned the page and wrote back.

I can't believe you

I said, he was so clever.

He turned the page, and wrote back.

Your welcome

Giggling, I turned the page and wrote.

Thanks

What was he trying to prove? That he was a bad boy or something? It was hard for me to understand boys like Stefan, who would do stupid things to make a girl feel happy. He smiled at me, and wrote back on the paper.

I guess you can call this our first date?

He wrote back, I can't believe him. Before I could write back, he closed his curtains to the point where I couldn't see him. Clever Stefan, always trying to find a way to make me happy. I don't know what to call it? We weren't even going out, or had feelings for each other. Does he have feelings for me? More importantly, do I have feelings for him?