You would be my choice

Sue me

The wind swirled the fallen leaves across the lawn of the Salvatore school, and the trees seemed to whisper to each other. The pumpkins which the younger children had carved for Halloween sat on old straw bales and on the pillars of the school gates, silently rotting while the magical candles in each continued to glow brightly against the midnight blue sky.

Through the window, however, painted an entirely different story. Children of all ages sat on too large stately green armchairs and sunk into fraying old sofas, laughing loudly to each other. Plates and cups seemed to fly above their heads in a never-ending cycle and on occasion one of the children would pluck one out of the air and sip tentatively as though unsure what the cup contained.

The fire crackled loudly making the few solitary children jump looking up from their books for a split second before resuming where they had left off.

In the corner of the room, however, sat another girl separate if possible, from all of them. She stared out of the window at the dark unforgiving nature of the November night. Of course, she and all the other children there had something in common, that out there, was where they truly belonged.

"Hope Mikaelson are you done brooding?"

"Hello, Lizzie" Hope said rolling her eyes, a grimoire belonging to an old coven lay open in her lap, slightly bigger than A4, the book dwarfed her, making her look far more innocent than she had any right to appear.

"Honestly, you get what, one question wrong in one class and here you are feeling sorry for yourself" Lizzie rambled, reaching to take what looked like a small glass of wine out of thin air. She eyed it suspiciously, the smell making her scrunch her nose. She took a deep breath and downed the whole drink in one. "that's disgusting. I am never getting used to that" she said opening and closing her mouth in attempt to rid herself of the taste.

"You don't have to drink it, you know; you could just desiccate" Hope replied flicking through the pages of the book which her mind had long stopped paying attention to. She sighed and looked up, catching the death glare that Lizzie was currently trying to throw her way. "Am I supposed to be intimidated by that" she scoffed, her eyes never leaving Lizzies. Lizzie sighed and slumped down onto an unoccupied seat beside Hope.

"Honestly, I am one of the most powerful beings in existence and then you have to be a freak of nature and still beat me. Can you not, I don't know pretend just once to think I might be powerful" she grumbled playing with her long blonde hair, which today she had tied up in a ponytail.

"I think you are very powerful Lizzie" Hope said sincerely "but, you are you and I am me and I'm not the least bit intimidated by your presence"

"You never know I could go dark on you" Lizzie spoke trying to get a rise out of Hope, but all she got was the raise of an eyebrow and a roll of the eyes. "I could too" she tried to defend.

"Lizzie, you would be the last person in this school to ever go dark."

"that's not true MG still lives here" Lizzie said reaching out and pointing her finger at Hope, Hope pushed it out of the way with another half smirk.

"You would still be the last" Hope stated like she was completely sure of herself, and dear God did Lizzie hate that self-assured presence Hope carried around with her.

"I can't tell if you honestly believe that or if you are doing this to wind me up" Lizzie grumbled pulling out her phone to text her sister.

Lizzie  -   Hope is being a bitch

Josie -      Hi, how are you?

Josie -     why yes Lizzie I am having a great time in Europe figuring myself out.