Josie Right?

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I hop out the taxi, backpack weighing atleast half my body weight.

I stumble towards the new Salvatore Schools gates, nerves taking over my body, I'm a fully activated tribrid with the last name that can link me to my fathers vengent past.

Out of safety for myself, going by the last name 'Marshall' to avoid upset seems like the best choice, with the status of New Orleans french quarter witch.

I rehearse my introduction 'Hi I'm Hope Marshall', I'll have to get used to that.

"Hi" A soft voice snaps me out of my transe like state.

I look up to see an older, tallish man stood next to a much younger brunette.

"Hi" I say wondering who they are.

"I'm the headteacher here, i take it you're Hope" The man speaks, i knew who he was, he was the only person in the school who knew my identity, my father making him sternly promise not to share it.

"And i'm Josette, you can call me Josie" The brunette girl utters. 

"Nice to meet you both" I say out of politeness.

"Well, lets waste no time.. Josie how about you give her a short tour around?" Alaric says in a hurry, quickly darting back off to his office.

There we stood, slightly awkward but there none the less.

"Josie right?" I say trying to break the tension.

"Yeah, Josie Saltzman... i have a sister but she's at some football camp, i think she's coming back today though" Josie explains as we begin to walk the halls of the school.

As she points out certain locations such as the cafeteria, Alarics office, The werewolf den and alot more.

"So whats your sisters name?" I ask the girl.

She towered over me, she was atleast 5ft 7 and there i was stood at 5ft 3, hardly intimidating for the 'greatest witch the world has ever seen'.

"She's my twin actually, Her actual name is 'Elizabeth' but if you call her that she'll probably punch you, so just call her Lizzie" Josie explains.

"So she seems nice already then" I crack a joke.

"Oh yeah extremely, she definitely didn't hospitalise 3 girls last season" Josie giggles with sarcasm.

So Lizzie seems quite nice already.

"Typical football player, yeah i used to play back in New Orleans but couldn't get back into the sport afterwards" I tell her, It was true i used to play back in new orleans.

"I just didn't get the sporty genes, i used to play until around 4 years back when i broke my ankle, well i say i did... it was Lizzie who knocked me over" Josie tells me.

Jesus christ Lizzie seemed dangerous.

"So what do you like to do then" I ask her.

"It sounds really boring compared to Lizzie but i actually love to paint" Josie bows her head.

"Thats such a coincidence, so do i" I chuckle.

"Really?" Josie squeals in excitement.

"Yeah my dad taught me young, its practically in my DNA" I explain.

"Thats so cool, You should show me sometime.. or not, its up to you" Josie starts to question herself... going bright red.

"I'd love to" I reassure.

"Well, this concludes the tour i suppose, this if your room" Josie unlocks the door and hands me a key.

"Woah this is huge" I say in enthusiasm.

It was huge, two beds on either side... however i noticed something odd. One side was stacked with clothes and everything else... i was sharing?

"I'm guessing i'm not on my own in here" I giggle out of confusion.

You'd think the tribrid would get her own room.

"Ah, funny thing... We're stacked with pupils this year and we all got a new roommate" Josie explains.

"So who's in with me" I ask Josie.

"My sister" Josie lets out a sigh.

"Your sister who likes to break peoples ankles? and hospitalise people for sport? Oh shit this sounds fun" I say sarcastically.

"Bonus though, she's barely in here, she spends half of her time partying and sleeping in other peoples beds if you get what i mean" Josie says out of embarrasment for her sister.

"ohh she's that kind of girl, got it" I chuckle as i slam my bags onto my bed.

"I better get going, if you need anything i'm down the hall, oh and just ignore anything Lizzie says its either a lie or her just being a bitch" Josie adds as she practically runs out of my new dorm.

This is going to be a fun year.

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