"where is the real me?
i'm lost and it kills me inside."
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Millie Moore's life becomes even more complicated and exciting when she attends a school full of supernatural creatures.
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[izombie x legacies]
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𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 all i really want to know is what's running through your head when you look at me.
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ALARIC AND CAROLINE call their students to an assembly in the grand hall. Everyone is sitting, waiting for the news their headmasters are going to give them.
"I have some news. Many of you, like me, have forgotten that we are hosting this year's Miss Mystic Falls Pageant," Alaric announces, and Caroline turns to him with a sharp look.
"I never forgot," Caroline states, crossing her arms.
A few of the students groan, having enough of the locals.
"Trust me, I know. But the rotation is set in stone. So, let's take the opportunity to maintain our image as a normal school for the rich and awful. As usual, anything remotely magical, enchanted, vampire, wolf, or witch-related must be kept tucked away, hidden, and under lock and key," Alaric informs. "Now, with your chore assignments."
Lizzie Saltzman steps forward, addressing her fellow students. "Okay, so we'll split into teams..."
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MILLIE STANDS IN the middle of the meeting hall—the main room of the entire school—sipping on a strawberry milkshake, watching as Lizzie and Josie order people around.
Hope approaches her with a small smile. "Hey."
"Hope!" Millie beams as she turns to face the tribrid. "Hey, how are you today?"
Hope's cheeks immediately redden at how cheerful the blonde seems to get when she spots her. "Oh, um..." She chews on her bottom lip as she looks around at all the chaos of getting things set up around them. "I feel like this whole thing is kind of stupid, to be honest."
Millie frowns lightly before stepping closer to the auburn-haired girl. "If you don't feel like participating, we can watch a movie together. What do you think of watching... Teen Wolf?" She giggles at the girl's expression. "Or does that hit too close to home?"
"Are you teasing me right now?" Hope raises an eyebrow and takes a step closer to the slightly smaller blonde. She thinks it's kind of funny that someone is shorter than her for once, even if it's only by about an inch. "For your information, Mills, I am—" She stops, staring at something over Millie's head.
The blonde turns and frowns at the sight of a blond-haired boy who stands there staring at Hope with a distant look in his eyes.
"Who is that?" Millie tilts her head, watching as the boy glances at her with a small frown pulling at his mouth.
Hope's demeanour changes—her shoulders seem to tense, and the smile drops from her face. "Um, that is Roman. My... ex-boyfriend?" She answers, but it comes out like a question. She doesn't know what to call the 90-year-old vampire in the doorway.
