𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧 ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵐⁱᵏᵃᵉˡˢᵒⁿ

𝘾 𝙃 𝘼 𝙋 𝙏 𝙀 𝙍 - 𝙊 𝙉 𝙀

𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥

To be fair, Amara would never have messed around with Josie if she knew that her and Penelope were still a thing. 

Which she would have liked to know forty minutes ago before she made out with the brown-haired Saltzman twin, in the student lounge. 

"You do know that the witches are going to come after you now, right? Penelope is basically their 'Queen.'" Hope said, gently dabbing the white warm cloth on Amara's bloody cheek.

"Fuck that. That bitch swung on me. I'm going after her first thing in the morning." Amara growled under her breath.

"Hey. Your Amara Salvatore. You know what is going to happen if you use your vampire side to hurt anyone." Hope stated, grabbing Amara's chin and making sure eyes are on her.

Amara's nostrils flared. "Don't you fucking dare, use that shit against me, Hope. You're the daughter of Klaus Mikaelson. Should I be telling you that same shit every time you walk too loud? O-or how about when you bounce between friends again huh? I mean you clearly use everyone just like your dad so why can't I say that shit to you huh? Why the fuck are you using the smallest shit against me?" Amara sneered up at her ex best friend.

"This is why you got your ass beat by a weak ass witch. You rely on your words when everyone else in this school uses their powers. I am just trying to look out for you because I understand more than anyone how it is like. So, get that through your head. And I did not switch between friends. I was feeling something I haven't before. I needed a change, okay?!" Hope said. 

It was true. For five months, Hope ignored Amara. No one knew why. Not even Hope. But you can take your guesses. 

"Oh yeah?" Amara whispered looking up at Hope, biting her lip. 

"Y-yeah." Hope stuttered. 

"Mm..." Amara said, slapping Hopes hand off her chin. 

"Fuck that shit Hope. And fuck you." Amara scowled, pushing Hope back to hop off the counter.

Hope was still frozen, so Amara walked right by her, bumping into her in the process.

The door was slammed shut, making some posters fall off the bathroom walls. 

"Ugh." Hope grumbled, opening the bathroom door just in time to see her dorm door slam shut making it clear that Amara was gone.

A knock came from the door making Hopes head shoot towards it. Hope bit her lip in anticipation and speed walked over to it, expecting to see her ex best friends face, but sadly was met with Mr. Saltzman's ugly one.

"Oh hey dr. Saltzman..." Hope trailed off. "What's up?" 

"I need your help."