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Jericho woke up to do her regularly scheduled routine. Her natural hair was now back, the silk press that Bonnie helped with was no match for the stress of Mystic Falls.
Since she had to nurture her curly hair, it added thirty minutes to her get ready time— making it two hours instead of an hour, thirty minutes.
Tyler was picking her up today, which added to her stress because he would come earlier and fuck up her momentum.
Jericho has a thing where she feels rushed if people watch her get ready or show up early to take her some place, that's why she prefers to drive.
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Caroline had tried to rope in Jericho to help with the dance— she respectfully declined due to her Dad's friend, Estelle visiting her after receiving the news about him.
Jericho had gotten the ashes from her Grams the other day and planned to give a private memorial near his favorite lake towards the end of school.
Tyler, Bonnie, Matt and Caroline sent their love and condolences. The Bennett was waiting on the slightly older woman, until she heard a knock. "JJ Bennett!" the two hugged as Estelle shrieked with joy.
Estelle Campbell had been in Jericho's life since before she was born. Her dad had moved out of Mystic Falls at 18 and started his career from then, meeting Estelle at a restaurant after he failed an interview.
She is the reason he was able to become one of the youngest archaeologists in the country. Estelle was a multifaceted woman, she came from a line of wealth, but her passion was history and learning about its importance.
Which is how her and Victor grew close, Jericho didn't know the details, but she always teased the two about their chemistry.
Honestly, Jericho wouldn't mind her being the mother that stepped up— even if she saw Estelle as a sister.
"You are so grown, stop the madness." she spoke again pulling away, stepping into her Grams' house, Sheila was at work so it was fairly quiet. "Well let's sit down, have a drink and you can tell me about your life."
