Dèjá Vu {1}

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Zara's POV:

My impulsive desire to return to my home town and finally become to strong for me to ignore, and what better time then now? Since the reason I left is no longer an issue. The thought of seeing my best friends is too exciting to put into words! I never thought I'd be able to spend my final year of high school with them, even if it isn't the whole year, something is better then nothing right? Right. That's what I thought. I wonder if things have changed since I left almost two years ago. Wow, it's really been that long? I wonder how different everyone looks! I know I look different, what if they don't recognise me? That would be just awful.

Before I know it, I drive past the 'WELCOME TO MYSTIC FALLS' sign. I start to feel my fear in the pit of my stomach and it dawns on me. I just left. I didn't tell anyone why. I barely said goodbye! No ones going to want to see me. The thought makes the feeling in the pit of my stomach suddenly travel up. Shit. I pull over as quick as I can and get out my car, puking in a bush. It's dark out and I wipe my mouth and grab my water out of my car, swishing it around my mouth before spitting it out and popping a piece of gum to get rid of the horrid taste. I lean against the bonnet of my car and begin to remember how quite it is here, how safe it is, how comforting the silence is. After living in New York for two years I forgot what quite sounded like. It's so, peaceful.

All of a sudden I get this weird feeling, almost like a weird déjà vu? With the sudden wind I decided to get back in my car and continue to drive to my old home, knowing no one will be living there since my bother went off to college at the beginning of the year. It's going to be weird living all on my own, even though my Mum is still going to help pay my bills, I'll have to pay for most things myself, meaning I'll have to try and get a job. I should go to that tomorrow after I enrol myself into school again.

As I pull into my drive way, I take a deep breath.

"A fresh start." I say aloud to myself, making it finally seem real. I sigh and begin to take my things into my home, leaving them unpacked before finding some pj's and going to my old room. Everything's oddly the same? I though for sure my brother would've moved all my things but everything's untouched. I'll have to thank him for that later. I change and brush my teeth before going to sleep in my old bed, forgetting how comfortable is was until I lay on it.

*Morning*

I wake up to my alarm that I must've forgotten to turn off. Bloody hell is that thing loud! "Shut up will you." I say as I try to frantically find the off button on my phone. Once I press it I sigh, knowing there's no way I'm going to be able to fall back asleep. Smiling, I remember where I am, however also remember all the things I need to do today, one being to see all my old friends and apologies one by one hoping to a God I don't believe in that they'll forgive me. I'm most nervous about Elena, as I left just after her parents died. She needed me, and I left. Not like I had a choice but that's something non of them will fully understand. Not that I'll give them the chance but that isn't the point.

Once up, I wonder downstairs to find the box with my bathroom things in and begin to unpack all the essentials I'll need for the morning. Soap, shampoo and conditioner, face cream, brush, make up, clothes, all the obvious stuff really. Once showered and presentable to the population, I remember I have no food. I look at the time and it's only 9 o'clock. On this boring Monday morning I decide that it's safe to go to the Grill. Wow, I've not said that in a long while. I begin to become excited for my breakfast and hurry to my car and drive into town.

Opening the door to the Grill brings back so many memories. I probably look like a right weirdo from smiling so much as I go sit in a booth on my own. Considering it's a Monday morning, I don't feel bad for taking up a whole booth for myself. As I look through the menu I realise it's still the same and I know it off by heart making my smile grow even more, like it's even possible at this moment. I didn't think I'd be so happy to be back here in this small town. I see a waiter start to come over and ask what I would like, I don't really pay much attention to him and ask for the English Breakfast without tomatoes and extra bacon. After a moment of the waiter not responding I look and realise who it is. Shit. "Jeremy?"

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