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"Some souls just understand each other upon meeting." n.r. hart ♱♱♱
"Well, I was talking to Grams, and she said the comet is a sign of impending doom. The last time it passed over Mystic Falls, there was lots of death. So much blood and carnage, it created a bed of paranormal activity." Bonnie tells Caroline and me.
We sat at a table in front of Mystic Grill and drank soda. I enjoyed every moment with the girls when we hung out. I've always wanted girlfriends, and Bonnie and Caroline are the best.
"Yeah, and then you poured Grams another shot and she told you about the aliens." Caroline teases, and I scoff. "So what happened between you and Stefan last night?" Caroline asks.
Stefan and I have also been hanging out a lot, just as friends though. "Nothing." I sternly say, feeling Caroline trying to analyze me.
"You and Stefan talked all night? There was no sloppy first kiss or touchy-feely of any kind?" Caroline asks, craving for answers.
"Nope. We didn't go there." I sigh, I was hoping things would heat up between us but nothing.
"Not even a handshake? I mean, Mikayla, we are your friends. Ok? You are supposed to share the smut." She insists, and Bonnie almost chokes on her drink laughing.
"We just talked for hours," I inform her. Unfortunately, there were no juicy details when we would hang out, which bummed Caroline out.
"OK, what is with the blockage? Just jump his bones already! Ok, it's easy. Boy likes girl; girl likes boy, sex!" Caroline exclaims. I hate to admit it, but she was kind of right. What was Stefan's deal?
"Profound," I say and start to get up from my seat grabbing my phone.
"Where are you going?" Bonnie asks furrowing her eyebrows.
"Caroline's right. It is easy. If I sit here long enough, I'll end up talking myself out of it instead of doing what I started the day saying what I was going to do." I tell Bonnie, and Caroline smiles hoping she will end up getting the details she craved in the beginning.
I arrive at Stefan's house, and it looked enormous, like a museum. I always imagined what it would be like to live in a mansion like this and always envied those who had the privilege to. Being in group home to group home, you think about the endless scenarios in your head. Mine was to live in a kind of place like this and be fed grapes.
I head toward the door and hesitate before knocking. The door slightly opens, and I couldn't help but walk in. "Stefan?" I call out and receive no answer. "Stefan?" I call out again and still nothing.
I turn around and walk over toward the door to close it since I left it wide open. I inch closer toward the door, and a crow flies into the house. I spin around to run away and stop when I see a tall figure stand in front of me.
