𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑 : 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍

NINETEEN

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 library at the back while her eyes moves over the words of the Biography she's reading. Her last class of the day ended and now she's wasting time in the library. Her Tuesday is almost over and luckily, she hasn't seen Liam or his group of friends. She's actually hoping not to see them. Especially Liam. She's trying to avoid Liam at all cost.
The girl Hope glances up from her book, and she really wished she didn't. The two girls immediately saw her, and she couldn't hide now. Hannah smirks with Riley when their gazes falls on her.

Hope wished everything would go back to when she was the outcast, when no one wanted anything to do with her because she was Klaus Mikaelson's daughter. It was easier that way, because no one talked to her, no one looked her way and no one bothered her. They were either afraid or they just really didn't like her.
But now, now that they've accepted they as one of them. They think they can now mess with her.

“Hope Mikaelson, hi.”

Hope give them a fake smile. “Riley. Hannah.”

Riley sits down in front of her and Hannah just stands at the table. “It's been a while since we have seen each other.”
Dr Saltzman decided to lift her duties of looking after the detention group. They still do detention, just now Hope isn't apart of it. She's happy because she doesn't have to see the faces of Riley or Hannah's.

“What do you two want from me?”

“When were you going to tell us that you and Liam are hooking up? I mean, come on. We're friends,” Riley says holding her phone out to Hope. The phone is black for a second before the video starts. Liam's arms wrap around her just before she grabs his hand and pulls him into her room. It's from the other day. “Seriously, and here I thought you had some morals. You're just like the rest.”

Hope sighs, looking between the two of you. “What's that video going to prove? That he and I are dating? That were sleeping together? No, because we're neither, okay. Riley, you're trying to slut shame me but that isn't going to work on me. I'm not you, Riley.” Hope looks up over at Hannah. “Show everyone that video because I can guarantee you, what you're looking for, isn't going to happen.

Hope picks up her Biography book and stands up. She looks at Riley with a fake smile. “And, uh, honey, leave the insults to the pros, you're going to hard yourself if you try too hard.”
Hope smiles at them and she walks off. She didn't like confrontation, but she wasn't going to let them walk over her and accuse her of being someone she's not.

The Mikaelson girl walks down the hallway to her room when she bumps into Penelope Park. The girl and Hope tolerated each other to an extent even though they like to banter and make sarcastic remarks. Penelope smiles looking down at Hope. “Hope Mikaelson, hey.”

“What do you want Penelope?”

“Oh, me? Nothing, nothing at all.” Hope walks past her towards her room when Penelope asks, “Where's Liam?”

“Shouldn't you know that? Aren't you his other half?”

“Yes but it seems I misplaced him. Is he perhaps in your room?” Penelope asks a slight smirk. “And why exactly would he be in my room?”

“Stop the games, I know you two are hooking up.” Penelope regrets it the moment it slipped past her lips. Greg had made jokes about it, and she wanted to make it sound like a joke buy somehow she made it sound like she's jealous.

Hope shakes her head, holding her hand out to Penelope.
“Woah, hold it right there.” They kissed at the party and suddenly she's hooking up with Liam. She does admit if she was the kind of girl who did one-night stands, she would have already hooked up with him but no, she has her dignity, and she had her pride, intact. “Liam and I are not hooking up. We never had and I'm pretty sure we never will. You people need to get your facts straight before you assume something.”

Penelope now felt a bit bad that she just assumed the worst. Hope may have been a lot of things, but she is not Riley. She has respect for herself, and she was too damn stubborn and proud to Liam touch her. “Sorry. I wasn't thinking. But if you see Liam, can you tell him to meet us at the Old Mill?”

“Yeah sure.” As if she'll see him today.

Hope walks off up the stairs. If she bumps into one person who mentions Liam again she'll poke her eyes out of her head. Hope rubs her eyes sighing loudly. Liam Salvatore, the boy with the cute dimple and captivating brooding look. One kiss at the Memorial Ball lead to him consuming her mind. His soft lips and soft touch. Liam certainly could drive a woman crazy with his just eyes. It's the window to the soul and his hide more secrets, pain and hurt than anyone she's ever met.

Hope walks into her room, and she falls on her bed. Her gaze falls on the picture frame. She picks it up, and she smiles at the beautiful brunette woman. “Mom, I really miss you so much.”

Hayley's picture is just smiling back at her. “You'd be able to tell me without a doubt what to do.” Hope chuckles at herself. She's sounding like a love sick teenager who has to choose between two guys.
Hope's phone chimes and picks it up. Is a text from Liam.

ɪ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴇssᴏɴ. sᴏʀʀʏ.

She sends a text back telling him it's okay. Now she can sleep and maybe try to kill both Riley and Hannah in her dreams. Maybe then her mind would be free.