Fight With Me

Chapter 1

Josie POV

I was walking to get breakfast with Lizzie when Dad stopped us in the hallway.

"Are you guys busy? Doesn't matter, because now you are."

Lizzie and I giggled while he went on, and we followed him down the hall.

"We have a new student joining us," he said. "She's... important."

"How important are we talking about?" Lizzie asked, tilting her head.

"How does tribrid sound?" Dad replied casually.

Lizzie shot me a look of pure annoyance. I'd known about the tribrid stuff before, sure, Dad had mentioned it once in passing, but he'd never really explained. Frankly, I was curious, maybe even excited. But I wasn't about to let Lizzie know that. She'd already decided anyone new was a threat to her perfect little world.

"Just promise me you'll behave while giving her the tour," Dad said, looking at Lizzie.

"It has a name," she muttered under her breath.

"Yes, of course, Dad. I'll give her the tour of her life," Lizzie said, loud enough that she hoped Dad caught her sarcasm.

Dad just smiled and walked away, leaving us waiting by the front entrance.

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Lizzie POV

~ One hour later ~

I was starving. And this new girl—whoever she was, was holding us hostage in front of the school while she took her sweet time showing up.

Then a black Jeep rolled up.

And out stepped Hope Mikaelson.

Okay. I wasn't expecting her to be... that. She had this quiet confidence, like she didn't need to prove anything, and yeah, she was hot. Definitely hot.

"This should be fun," I muttered, striding toward the car.

"Hi," I said brightly. "I'm Lizzie, effortlessly beautiful and ready to mingle," and I threw her my signature smirk.

Hope glanced at me... and then ignored me. She went straight to Josie.

Wait. What? Why would she go to Josie when I was right here?

Hope held out her hand. Josie froze for what felt like forever before taking it.

"Hope," she finally said. "Hope Mikaelson."

"And you are...?" Hope asked.

"Josie," my sister said softly, looking down like she wanted to disappear.

"Josie," Hope repeated, almost a whisper, but still loud enough that I heard.

I had to physically stop myself from gagging. There was no way Hope could like Josie over me... right?

Their eyes lingered for a few seconds until I cleared my throat, trying to hide my annoyance at them both.

"Anyway," I said, stepping between them. "Welcome to the Salvatore School."