Karma Police ▷ TW/TVD (ON HOLD)

TWO

Chapter: 2

Hope and I walk through the hall after getting our schedules and locker numbers which just so happens to be right next to each other. As we place our things in our respective lockers I spot a strawberry blonde and a brunette girl standing opposite us.

The strawberry blonde notices us and she nudges her friend and points over at us. Hope waves at him while I just give them a small smile. I grab the right books I need for my classes and shut my locker.

The two girls walk over to us and introduce themselves as Allison and Lydia.

"I'm Hope" Hope points to herself and then she jesters to me "And this is my sister Faith"

"Twins" I add, the two girls looked surprised and shocked "Non-identical obviously"

We all compare lessons and we saw that Allison, Lydia and I had first period English together while Hope had maths.

Allison, Lydia and I walk to English after I said goodbye to Hope and told her where to meet me after maths.

As we walk to English the two girls ask me questions about my life before we moved here.

"Were did you move from?" Allison asks

"New Orleans, me and Hope moved here with our mum and step-dad my dad stayed there"

"Your mum and dad are divorced?" Lydia asked in a tone that told me she had some experience in that area.

"Uh no, they were never really together, it was kind of a one night stand" I give them a sheepish smile as they look between themselves "and my mum kind of had this thing with my uncle Elijah but my dad didn't like it cause he thought Elijah was going to take us from him or something" I shrug my shoulders "so my family's extremely complicated right now"

Allison gives me a reassuring smile and Lydia gives me a small smile. We enter the class room and I take a seat behind Lydia and some boy with moles scattered all over his face.

My phone starts to buzz on the side of the table and I pick it up and read the text from an unknown number.

A teacher walks in while reading the text "The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds and the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness" she stands in front of the class "this is the last line to the first book we are going to read, it is also the last text you will get in this class, phones off"

I switch my phone off and put it in my back so I won't forget it.

The teacher goes over to a list that is placed on her desk.

"It seems we have a new student, Faith Mikaelson" she points over to me and I give the people that look at me a shy smile. I notice a boy with tanned skin, he looked back at me and gave me a small smile which I returned.

The teacher call out a Scott McCall who just so happens to be the tanned boy that smiled at me.

Half way through the lesson I was focussed on the work that Miss Blake had given everyone.

A bang sounded throughout the class room and everyone turned their attention to the windows were a blood splatter was left on the window.

A bird flies into the window and more blood splatters over it. Miss Blake goes over to the window to see a flock of birds flying straight for us.

More and more birds hit the window and Miss Blake finally shouts at us to get down.

I cover my head as birds start to peck at my cheeks and arms. I could feel the wounds closing up a second after they were opened but I could still feel the blood drop down my arms.

After the birds disappear I get up and start to flip my hair back over my shoulder.

The boy with the moles scattered across his face comes up to me and picks a feather out of my hair.

"Are you okay?" I nod and give him a little smile.

The class room door slams open and my sister runs in and straight to me. She starts to check me over to make sure I didn't have any lasting injuries even though it's impossible without wolfs bane or vervain.

"Do I need to call mum?" I shake my head rather violently "Dad?" my eyes go wide

"That is a terrible idea, he would kill everyone in the school for putting us in danger"

But we were both unaware of the mole scattered boy that was listing to our conversation.