#serenamccall

Stefan just wanted to get away; to start fresh. There was no way that he could stay in Mystic Falls after Elan passed away. He needed to move on; staying in Mystic Falls, being around with all the familiar people, memories, made it even more difficult to do so. He needed a new place where no one would recognize him, no one that could remind him how much love and grievance he felt. He moved as far away from Virginia as possible, chose a small town in California - Beacon Hills.  Stefan didn't know Beacon Hills was almost like Mystic Falls - it was populated with many supernatural beings, mostly werewolves. That was so until he met someone that looked like Elan Gilbert. He thought his eyes were playing tricks on him at first; because he had missed the love of his life so much, but the man -- Elan's Doppelganger, was very much alive.  Instead of running, Stefan made acquaintance with him -- Scott McCall. He didn't know what he was hoping for, for all he had known he might swing the same way as Stefan did. Nonetheless, he missed seeing that face and for a short moment, he thought Scott was Elan. As much as Stefan knew they were two different person, it kept him from leaving.  Stefan was expecting Scott to arrive any minute. He agreed on being his study buddy - something he used to do a lot with Elan. "Maybe it's a bad idea -- actually, it is a bad idea", Stefan said to himself. He grabbed his cell from the tabletop wanted to cancel the session just when the doorbell rang. "Shit." Stefan groaned softly as he headed for the door.