18.| Bonfire

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"Bonfire"

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Eliana watched the three girls from afar. Elena, Caroline, and Bonnie stood staring at the school, Caroline animatedly talking as the other girls seemed far less excited for the first day of senior year.
Eliana sighed as she watched them walk towards the school. She felt as if it wasn't her place to go over and chat with them. They didn't specially say that, it's just what her mind was telling her. That they didn't want to associate with her anymore.

Someone walked up behind her, and she caught sight of blonde hair. "Are you going to stand here and sulk or are we heading inside?"

Eliana shook her thoughts away, turning towards Rebekah with a grin. This was her first ever year in high school, she had so much to show her.

"Let's go, you gotta get your schedule."

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Eliana had strayed away from Rebekah, setting out to find her uncle. It's not as if Rebekah was a child, she could find her way to history.

She made her way through the hallway full of students, speeding up when she saw her uncle and few feet in front of her. "Uncle ric!"

He stopped at her words, turning back to her as she finally caught up. "Hey, you alright?"

Eliana nodded, "Yes, but this was in the mail and it had your name on it." Eliana said as she grabbed the yellow package out of her bag, handing it to her uncle.

He inspected the package, opening the top of it and seeing a stack of papers inside. "Huh, it doesn't say who sent it..."

"Go timberwolves!"

The sound of Stefans voice caught both of their attentions, and they looked to see Stefan and Elena.

"What? Why?" Elena could be heard asking. Stefan took a step closer, smirking down at Elena.

"Klaus wants me to keep an eye on you. I'm just doing what I'm told."

Elena scoffed, trying to brush past him. "I'm gonna be late for class,"

"Oh, uh, class is this way." Stefan grabbed Elena's arm. She glanced down at it, giving the man a displeased face.

"Let go of me, Stefan."

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