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[ 𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆. ]
Walking out of the large front doors, the girl is forced to shield her eyes from the bright ball of fire that burns in the sky, shining down on her as she glares up at it, as if that would make it set any faster. The doors open behind her once more, forcing her to break her intense staring contest with the sun as her sister asks for help, pushing a suitcase towards her.
"You know, you could carry your own bags." Samara informs, gesturing to the luggage that was now placed at Cassia's feet. "It would be greatly appreciated." She grunts, frowning as her suitcase gets caught on the door once more. "Come on!" She groans in frustration as she tugs it, losing her balance slightly and causing her bags to tip over, though Cassia is quick to catch it for her, pulling it out of the doorway with ease.
Cassia raises an eyebrow at her twin, setting the luggage in front of her. "Are you okay?"
"'Course." Samara nods, shaking it off. "Why wouldn't i be?"
"I don't know." The brunette shrugs. "You just seem a little stressed, that's all."
Samara shakes her head, walking ahead of her twin and towards the awaiting car. "Nope, all good. You've got nothing to worry about."
"I severely doubt that." Kol comments. "Poor girl looks like she's going to explode out of anxiety."
Cassia furrows her eyebrows, giving her twin a skeptical look. "Are you sure?"
With a hum the blonde nods, giving the brunette a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine." She assures, sliding into the backseat as Caroline appears, coming out of the school.
"Okay..." Cassia sighs, hopping into the passenger seat, prepared to head to the airport. "Time to go home."
⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊ - ❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱
"I can't do this."
Cassia pauses in her step, turning around to face her nervous twin. "Do what?"
"Go home! It's too soon, I'm not ready." Samara stresses, picking up her bag and turning on her heel, ready to buy a ticket back to Mystic Falls where she could lock herself away behind the large gates at The Salvatore School, hidden away from the world.
Cassia groans, catching her twins wrist and pulling her away from the ticket lady, instead leading her to the bathrooms, locking the door behind them. "Samara, we've been over this four times on the plane already, and many more before that. You're going to be fine." She assures, watching as the girl begins to pace, her bags forgotten on the floor. "Caroline wouldn't have let us leave if she didn't believe we were ready for this."
