The Third Salvatore (TVD Season 1)

Chapter 28

Emma

Alarm buzzes and for the first time in my life I step down my bed smiling. I throw open the windows- sun, cool breeze, amazing, it's a beautiful day! I dance all my way to the shower and undress myself like a stripper.

I pick out denim shorts, a tube top and a short jacket to go with them. And like I've all the time in the world, I pick out rings to wear in each of my fingers on my left hand. I put on my vervain necklace and smile at it in the mirror until I creep myself out... This done, I comb my hair, grab my bag and run downstairs.

"See ya, Jen." I chirrup.

"Emma. Off to school?" Uncle John appears out of nowhere and smiles at me.

"Why else I would get ready at 7 in the morning, John?" I shake my head.
He laughs.

"I see you've got your mother's attitude."

I narrow my eyes. "You mean your sister or your sister in law, John?"

He looks taken aback and I get pure satisfaction at the sight of smile slipping from his face.

"You know?" He asks looking at me concerned.

"You're my Uncle either way so I don't know why you care, bye, John." I roll my eyes and pull open the door.

"Is that a Salvatore waiting for you outside?" He asks suddenly grabbing my arm.

"What is it to you?" I shove his hand away.

"Don't get involved with them." He says angrily.

"Wow. You are in no position to order me around, okay?" I snap and walk out the door.

"Emmy." Hardin's leaning against his car in our driveway. He's wearing our school jacket. Aww. I laugh and run to him, he takes me in his arms and hoists me up and we kiss.

"Good morning, love." He whispers and puts me back. I giggle. "You look cute in this jacket."

He snickers. "It's Matt Donovan Max Pro."

I chuckle. "Then why are you wearing it?"

"Damon thought it would be funny to soak all my clothes in alcohol." He says irritated. He unbuttons his jacket. He's not wearing anything inside.

"It is funny." I laugh out. He open his mouth to retort but John barges up to us.

"Emma." He says urgently. "Aren't you getting late for school, I'll drop you." Oh God.

Hardin regards him coolly. "John Gilbert." He extends his hand to him. John takes it and looks at him challengingly. "Hardin Salvatore, we haven't met properly." He says with distaste.

"Oh, I don't like your tone, John." Hardin says curtly and crushes John's hands. He yelps and Hardin let's his hand go.

"I'll be taking her." He smirks at John."To school." He finishes. I shake my head and get in his car. Hardin walks around to get in the driver's seat.

"Don't, Emma. Your parents wouldn't have wanted you to associate with- his kind of people." John urges leaning down at me.

"Oh, I'm sitting right here but nevermind." Hardin puts in

"My parents? Oh, your brother or..." I put on a confused expresion.

"Emma!" John says frustrated.

Hardin punches him in the face and he falls down.

"Hey! That's my Uncle!" I say pissed off. Hardin snorts. "That's why he's alive, Em."

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