As I close the door behind me, I can hear voices in the tiny living room of the suite. Two brown-haired girls are talking and the one sitting on the couch with an open book on her lap looks up at me and smiles, "Hi, Andy."
The second one, sitting on the floor with a couple piles of CDs surrounding her, turns around and flashes me a devilish smile, "Hey, you. What'up?"
I was heading for my room but I spare a minute to talk with my suitemates. The one with short, dark hair and cute glasses is Tina, our official bookworm. Over the past few months, I have grown to like discussing my British Lit courses with her and other books that we have read. She is genuinely kind and generous with her heart-warming smiles and I never need to act all sweet-Andy when I am around her; it is a trait that people bring out for her naturally.
Then, there is Jessica, the care-free party queen that couldn't be more of a cliché if she were blond of hair. She is the one who insisted on going to that party where I first met Bonnie Bennett and her vampire best friends last semester, but I"ll come back to that. Jessica's sense of humor is more like mine and Liv's, sharper than Tina's, and she shamelessly flirts with everybody; I even get the impression she's hitting on me sometimes.
"Not much," I answer, casually sitting on the couch's armrest, looking down at her CDs, "What's that?"
"I got these at the second-hand sale that was on at the stadium this morning."
"Oh right, how did that go?"
"Pretty good; Tina found a couple books she was pretty excited about and I got us new ideas for our music nights."
She gives me a satisfied smile and giggles. Her room being right next to mine, she heard me play the guitar and sing very early on, saying I should learn to play this song and that one so we can spend nights singing together while she bakes. At first, I was hoping Tina would be against it for some reason but she turned out to be an even better singer than I am and it sort of became a ritual on Tuesday and Thursday nights, when I'm not working at the bar. It actually gives me time to practice some songs for the singing club I conveniently attend with Tina and Target number 3, aka Bonnie Bennett. I usually roll my eyes at Jessica's requests for songs but I must admit we have been having quite some fun on those nights
"Yeah, about that...," I lean in and cast a glance at the pile of newly-acquired books sitting next to Tina. She grins at me when I notice an old copy of The Great Gatsby and I shake my head with a smile; I believe she has six copies of that book, a great favorite of hers.
"About that, what?" Jess asks and I report my attention on her fully.
I open my mouth and say nothing. Of course, I was not about to tell her that something has been up with my witches and that I am going to have a lot on my plate soon and so I won't get to just come home at night and spend some quality time with my suitemates because I'll be off to God-knows-where, monitoring my Gemini Twins. Of course, I was not going to tell her that. I was going to say something about finals coming up and needing to study but instead, silence fills my mouth. I don't want to lie to them.
Somehow, coming home every night to this suite has been a relief. It might be the only place on campus where I don't need to act or watch people. Don't get me wrong, I like what I do and I am one of the best at it, but doing it twenty-four-seven tends to drive me nuts sometimes, and I sincerely enjoy being able to come back to this safe heaven every night. Here, I can simply be myself, moody or kind as I might feel. The three of us couldn't be more different and the cohabitation could be a lot more difficult than it is, yet it has been working out perfectly so far. Here, with these girls, I have been free in a way I can't be with Liv, or anyone else.
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Lightbringer | Kai Parker Fanfic
FanfictionFanfiction about The Vampire Diaries about Kai Parker & the Gemini coven. Who wants to read more about our favourite devil? Warning: I wouldn't say this story is violent, you don't necessarily see a lot of blood or torture, but it might be emotiona...
