𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐏, it did not match the girl in the room at all. She was the opposite of how he imagined she looked. He was hoping for a ugly girl with bracers and a face full of acne. He didn't expect to see a beautiful girl who oozed sex appeal.
Liam glances at Penelope with disbelief. "Please tell me you're lying. Please tell me that's not Hope Mikaelson. That cannot be Hope Mikaelson," he declares to her.
Penelope frowns at the boy. "What do you mean by 'that cannot be Hope Mikaelson'?" Penelope asks him with curiousity. "Hope cannot be that hot. She just can't."
A smirk forms on the girl's lips when realization started to sink in. He had a little crush on Hope. "Oh really, then let's go see." She smiles before walking into the room. The boy's eyes widen. "Penelope!" he whisper-yells but she ignores him and keeps on walking into the room.
"Hey, Hope!"
The auburn haired girl sighs straightening out her back. She wasn't in the mood for any of this. "Penelope, what do you want?" she asks stretching her arm out. "Oh, I'm just showing my friend around and introducing him to everyone."
Hope's gaze falls on the six feet boy in the room. He was looking at her with a frown on his forehead. “Uh, okay?”
Liam looks at Hope with disbelief. He couldn't believe this is Hope Mikaelson. “Introduce yourself Hope, don't be rude.”Hope glares at the girl before glancing over at the boy. "Hi, I'm Hope." Liam looks at Penelope who has a smirk on his lips. "Hope Mikaelson, I'm Liam." The girl's eyes widen like saucers and the straightens out her back. "Liam Salvatore?"
"Oh, I see you remember me." The smirk on his lips couldn't help but form on his lips. "Uh, sort of. Caroline talks a lot about you when she visits," Hope says leaning on the stick in her hand. "Uh, okay."
"Can you guys like leave, I'm busy training," Hope says. Liam stares at the girl with fury in his eyes. "Who would've thought that Hope Mikaelson would turn out to be a bitch? Oh wait, I did."
"Bitch, really? Just because I don't want to talk to you I'm a bitch now?" she asks. She didn't even really know the guy in front of her. "Well, a normal human being would've been nicer to a new student-"
"Well, Liam you're not new. You don't need any special treatment from me just because your Stefan Salvatore's son." Liam never wanted special treatment from anyone but the fact that she just threw his father's name around made him kind of furious.
Liam steps forward. “I don't need any from you, but I guess any kind of treatment I get has got be better than being near you, right?”
“What does that even mean?” Hope asks confused. “I don't know. But you know if you weren't so bitchy and witchy—”
“Oh that's a good one!” Penelope yells out with a laugh.
“—maybe you'll actually have friends," he mumbles causing the girl to look down. "Yeah, I know. I've only been here for a few hours and I know that you don't have any friends but seriously who would want to be friends with you?" Liam asks through gritted teeth.
That was kind of low. He didn't even know if any of his words were true. He was just going after a theory he made of the school. If a person trains alone, it usually means that person does not have any friends.
Hope's grip on the stick tightens. “You know, Liam, I've met a lot of pricks in my life but I gotta say you are the fucking cactus,” she says throwing the stick on the ground before leaving the training area with just Liam and Penelope. Now that's not how he imagined that would go.
“Woah!” Liam turns to Penelope who's trying hard to hold her laughter but she was obviously failing. “She just fucking schooled you bro,” Penelope says between laughter.
“Shut up.”
“And congratulations Liam, your worst enemy is the infamous Hope Mikaelson. Nice one, dude,” she mumbles twirling her hair. Liam sighs running his hand through his hair. “Shouldn't you be on your way?”
“Yeah, come on.”
“Where are we going?” the Salvatore boy asks her. “To the Old Mill. To go meet my friends. You might need some protection from them since you made yourself and enemy of Hope.”
“Ha ha ha, very funny Penelope.” He follows after the girl actually happy that he at least made one friend.
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Liam frowns when Penelope leads him to an Old Mill. Guess that's where the name came from. “Guys! We're here!” Penelope yells out. Two boys and one girl walks towards the porch. One of them was the guy, Daniel.“P, you're finally here!” a red-headed boy says walking over to Penelope. He envelopes her into a tight hug and by the expression on her face she wasn't very fond of it.
“Who's this?” the blonde asks looking at Liam. Penelope pushes the boy off of her and gestures to Liam.
“This, my friend, is the infamous son of Stefan Salvatore,” Penelope says causing the girl to gasp. "You're Liam Salvatore?"
"Yeah."
“I'm Amara,” the blonde says stretching her hand out. Liam looks at the girl before shaking her hand. She at least had some manners.
“And I'm Greg.” Liam looks over at the red-headed guy. He was two inches shorter than Liam so even if he tried to be intimidating it wouldn't work.“I know who you are,” Liam says. “Okay then. Penelope why is he here?“ Daniel asks the brown haired girl. "He's one of us now." Amara chuckles looking up at Liam. "What did he do?"
"He made an enemy," Penelope mumbles. "Who?"
“Hope Mikaelson.” Amara couldn't help but laugh at that. “Dude, no. Please tell me you didn't,” Greg says walking over to the boy. “It wasn't on purpose. She's just—”
“Annoying? Irritating?” Amara cuts the boy off attracting the boy's attention. “Yeah, Amara hates her,” Daniel says for the first time. Liam looks at the blonde girl. “Why?”
“It's because of what happened two years ago with a guy named Roman,” Penelope says causing Liam to chuckle. He thought it had something to do with magic or something but he didn't expect it to be over a boy. He thought that only happens at normal schools.“Oh, wow, seriously? A guy?”
“Shut up!” Amara scowls at the four. “Yeah, Roman chose Hope over Amara and the girl has hated the tribrid ever since.“
“No, that's not the full story! She lied to all of us. She told us that her name was Hope Marshall, not Hope Mikaelson,” Amara says trying to defend herself even if it wasn't working. “What's the difference? Marshall is—was her mom's name. She just didn't want people to treat her differently,” Daniel whispers attracting the four's attention.
“What the fuck?”
“Who are you and what have you done with Daniel?” Penelope asks Daniel causing Liam to laugh. It seems Daniel is suppose to be the vulgar one between them.
“Fuck you!” he glares at Penelope. Liam looks at the three friends in front of him. It seems he just found his sort of people.
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