Description ~ "art is not what I create,what I create is chaos."
Plot~ Kendall Griffo hadn't ever expected to start to have feelings for Jeremy Gilbert,discovering his feelings the summer of his parent's death. Now,the two are back at school,and Ken...
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CHAPTER FOUR: family ties
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KENDALL GRIFFO WALKED INTO THE MYSTIC GRILL. He had been avoiding Jeremy Gilbert, and although he knew that Vicki Donovan worked there, it was easier to avoid her there, as she had to work. Plus, he was hoping to see Tyler.
Of course, when he had arrived, Vicki was giving the Lockwood family their tab. Kendall stoped walking, seeing that Mayor Lockwood was sitting at the table.
Kendall turned around and walked out of the Grill. ╚»★«╝ ŜǗϻϻẸŘŤĮϻẸ ŜÃĎŇẸŜŜ ╚»★«╝
Truthfully, Kendall didn't want to go to the Founder's Party. But, Tyler had invited him.
Kendall had a tux on, a dark blue button up, with a black jacket and black pants.
Kendall walked around the party, he knew that Jeremy wouldn't be here. But, he was confused to see that Tyler wasn't here. ╚»★«╝ ŜǗϻϻẸŘŤĮϻẸ ŜÃĎŇẸŜŜ ╚»★«╝
Kendall grunted, a bit annoyed that no one he actually spoke to was here.
"Kendall," Stefan Salvatore greeted with a smile.
"Hey," Kendall greeted back, a bit confused, he looked away from the water in front of him.
"Are you okay?" Stefan asked.
"Yeah. Just, needed a minute alone," Kendall gestured to the crowd. "Can't seem to find the only people I am friends with."
"You can talk to me."
"Just you're average Clark Kent." Kendall joked, as Stefan always seemed to be a person that wanted to help others. Even if it was just to talk. He's seen the other around the school, how he acts.
Before Stefan could reply, someone walks up behind them. "I'm sorry." Elena Gilbert tells Stefan. "You're completely right about Damon."
"I'm gonna...." Kendall gestured to the house, walking away as Stefan questions Elena. ╚»★«╝ ŜǗϻϻẸŘŤĮϻẸ ŜÃĎŇẸŜŜ ╚»★«╝
"Jeremy?" Kendall called out, knocking on the Gilbert door. He looked around, then seeing a familiar car. Kendall sighed, turning away from the door and walking away. You idiot ╚»★«╝ ŜǗϻϻẸŘŤĮϻẸ ŜÃĎŇẸŜŜ ╚»★«╝
