Supernatural blues

I walked into the school this morning like I wasnt going to do anything, then i get slammed with helping April Young a.k.a. Miss Mystic Falls to plan the winter pagent which I was planning on entering a year ago. Now I would feel like a complete idiot if I did. I hosted my messenger bad on my shoulder as I continued to walk. Maybe I could run away from this school. Wait. I'm a vampire. For Hell's sake, why am I still attending school? I could be in some foregin country right now soaking up some sun or living in a castle or something. then I remembered why. I was doing this for my brother.

Sergiy wearing black socks, black boots, black tight slightly baggy skinny jeans, no boxers, tight sleeveless muscular shirt, black jacket, and a bag over his shoulder. Leaned on the wall, and noticed Eliz. He had not seen her in ages and wondered if she held grudges."Long time no see missy." he said calmly.

(Sorry for a small post. Limited time on pc.)

She smirked at the guy as she decided to stay there in the middle of the way. She was wearing black six inch heels, black jeans, grey t-shirt, and her italian leather jacket. She crossed her arms as she looked at the wolf. "I'm sorry but I didnt realize my fan club was in town and wanted a meet and greet." She said scarasticly towards him. She could kill some time, or some people, or him. Today, she decided time was a good choice.

He shook his head and sighed towards himself before speaking."I've changed, Trust me I have, I am sorry for what I did in the past but that's the past." He said slowly, it is true that he changed as long as his with Sophia his fateful to her till death, if she ever broke up with him or left him. He would go back to his old ways, of sex, drinking, getting drunk, pot, and wasting money. Why did people hate him.

"Look here dog boy. A Salvatore will remember their past like the back of their hand. Now you dare hurt Sophia ever, I will hunt you down and I will personally kill you. I do not make enemies, but when i do, its a damn good reason." I said narrowing my blue eyes at him. I didn't joke when it came to friends; and i never joke about family. This was his only warning. Sure, i may not have been a Salvatore by blood, but i was raised to be one. It was not his business about where i was at, and i would go to any lengths to make sure this little boy would understand that.

Sergiy looked at her and sighed.”You know, you changed? You used to be a little girl. Now look at you all fierce and strong. I am by far impressed. However, you threaten me again. I’ll have your head on a spike..” He sighed looking at her, they were in a public place. By far he was the only Pure Blood Werewolf, around other then his Family. The rest were learning, he had already learned, how the urges were the only had thing to tame.