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Well, the last person she expected to run into was Tom Avery. And yet, there he was, standing in front of her after she accidentally bumped into him. Blue eyes widened as she took a step back. ❝Oh. I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention.❞ Would he recognize her? Would he remember who she was?
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There was one last person she needed to say goodbye to. Caroline had packed her bags, preparing to leave Mystic Falls. It likely wouldn't be for good, but it would probably be a few decades before she came back. It was time to go. Time to move on with her undead life. She took her bags and put them into the trunk of her car, shutting it and taking a deep breath. She drove over to the Salvatore boarding house, chewing on the inside of her cheek. If she didn't have healing abilities, she would have undoubtedly left some serious damage. She had already said goodbye to everyone else. Well, everyone that was left in town. Pulling up to the house, she killed the engine and climbed out of her car. She walked up to the door and tried the knob, not surprised to find it unlocked. She pushed the door open and stepped inside. "Damia?"
This was it. Caroline was finally going to get the new, normal life that she had wanted since Damon and Stefan Salvatore had entered her life. After everything that happened, she was in Beacon Hills, California, looking for a fresh new start. She'd redo high school, graduate, then do the college thing. And this time, there wouldn't be an supernatural interruptions.
if only she knew how wrong she was about that
Caroline walked up the steps of Beacon Hills High School, a bright smile on her face. Bag slung over her shoulder, she stepped into the building. The craving for blood was there, just under the surface. But she made sure to eat this morning before she left, and she kept spare blood bags in a secret compartment in her car. Stopping the first person who walked by, a simple delicious looking red-head, the blonde offered her a small apologetic smile. "Sorry to bother you, but could you by chance point me to the office?"
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One thing was already wrong, she was late, two she wasn’t carrying their take-out food he had ordered and she was hiding her face, granted her blonde hair was beautiful but he much rather see her face, the way her eyes lit up when she smiled, but she was acting out of character, and despite him being human he shot over to her, by her side in an instant, ”Caroline,” he pressed closer lifting her hair from her face, his breath caught in his throat, “what happened? Who did this to you?”
She averted her gaze, ignoring the tone in his voice. She forced herself to smile, shaking her head slightly and taking a step backward. "I'm fine, Michael, it's okay." Caroline murmured. This was a mistake. She shouldn't have come home. She should have gone to her father, cleaned herself up. "It's worse than it looks," she added, stepping around him and heading for the bathroom.
