#para:hope

Ben had only just arrived and already met tons a pretty girls but none of them as stunning as Hope with her red hair and feisty attitude, Ben couldn't help but be drawn to her. For the one day he has been here girls only approached him which he liked, Ben always liked attention. He hoped to make acquaintance with at least a guy in the Academy, but that thought was instantly removed when he thought back to when Hope agreed to come to a club with him, he quickly checked on his phone any close by clubs and found a few along one strip plus it wasn't a long walk from the Academy to the clubbing strip. He pocketed his phone and took of the singlet he was wearing a decided a navy polo shirt and some dark jeans. He quickly washed his face and ran some gel through his blonde hair messing it up a bit. He quickly put some deodorant on and got his wallet and keys before stepping out of his room. He locked the door behind him and walked down the corridor to the stairs and ran up them two at the time.

Katherine was walking on the street, thinking about how lucky she was that she had escaped from Klaus..again. Beacon Hills was too small for both of them, they were going to meet again. She was 100% sure about that. She wanted to protect her daughter from him and when Anna said that she can make a potion that will make them immune to the wolf bite, Katherine was more than thrilled.

As soon as Eli came bursting in through the door, Samson knew. He knew this was it. The toughest situation they had faced to date and it let him both anxious and focused. Extremely focused. He didn't have time to let his emotions get in the way. There were thirty people inside this house that he needed to keep alive now and fear, attachment, they weren't going to help. Focus and determination would. It was how he was able to let Eli out of his sight, how he got away with just a quick glance in Lydia and Jim's direction. He made sure everyone was set, everyone was here, headcount and weapons ready. Hold your fire until absolutely necessary. They didn't have enough ammunition for every dead body out there that wanted to add them to their ranks. 

Moving around like a man on a mission, Samson checked and double checked every board, every thing he could to make sure they were ready. It still didn't ease him fully when the first of the banging sounded against the walls. He'd just sent people out on a food run, so they had supplies that would last them, but he wondered how long they were going to be like this. How long before the mass of zombies out there got tired of trying to get at them? He was almost afraid of the answer and it made him not want to sit here and just wait it out. It made him want to get out there, deal with them, because that's what he did best.