W H I R L W I N D | T. Wolf [1]

s c e n e xii

that part with the argents
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Beacon Hills, California
October 29, 2012

Unfortunately with the news from Deaton, Sommer didn't have much time to process before she was sent to the high school by her brother to listen in on Jackson.

Great, she thought. Another kid to babysit..

As she walked down the halls acting as if she belonged there, she noticed the youngest Argent open her locker; only to frantically look around and push away the balloons that tried floating out.

She rolled her eyes.

As the young huntress turned around, she met with a pair of ocean blue eyes and she frowned.

She'd never seen her around.

While Sommer began to walk past, she heard a gentle voice behind her.

That'll change soon..

"Hey! I've never seen you around here.."

Sommer turned around completely and resisted the urge to roll her eyes, smiling a plastic-fake smile instead.

"I'm new. I'm a senior." The Hale answered shortly; unaware of the puppy dog brown eyes watching the interaction carefully with open ears.

The younger brunette nodded, making her curls bounce as she smiled a dimply smile.

"Oh, well I'm Allison." She greeted with a smile, not noticing the stranger stiffen.

"Sommer."

Her answer was as short as her first, giving Allison the indication that she wasn't much of a talker.

Either way, she continued to smile before Scott came bounding over like he hadn't just listened in on the entire awkward conversation.

His eyes bored into Sommer's back as he approached, "Hey Allison!" He grinned fakley, watching as a sinister smirk graced Sommer's face.

"Hey you!" Allison giggled causing Sommer to internally cringe before she finally spoke up.

"Hey Scott!"

Allison's brows instantly furrowed; Scott's eyes widening in horror while Sommer waved, walking away from the scene.

Still smirking.