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Sophia yawned, stretching as she got out of immigration and whatever things people did at airports.
To be honest, she didn’t really know or care. After the long, gruelling plane ride with multiple crying infants, the last thing she’s thinking about is customs.
She pulled her phone out to check the time, being greeted by around 15 texts from her girlfriend- Lexie.
They met when Lexie travelled to the Philippines for a bit for vacation, and the two hit it off instantly.
Ever since then, it was shy texts and late night calls daily.
It was about 1 PM when Sophia and her family landed, meaning that it was around 4 AM in the Philippines.
No wonder she’s tired.
Worst of all, she had to integrate into her new school the very next day.
No off day to unpack, get over jet lag- nothing.
Which, fine, she could deal with it. Sure. Barely.
But for some reason, ever since she was told she was moving here, she’s had a weird feeling at the bottom of her stomach about this school.
She doesn’t know why, really.
Maybe she’s just upset to leave the Philippines- to leave her family, her friends, her life behind.
Her Daniela Avanzini free life.
Well, America is a pretty big place.
What are the chances that she comes back to haunt her?
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
Okay, pretty fucking high apparently.
Out of every. single. damn school in the United States of America, she just managed to be forced into the one that she was in.
Why didn’t her mother tell her? She could have at least tried to brace herself. To come up with a plan for her remaining school years to not be a living hell (if that was even possible, considering that Daniela Avanzini was in them).
She couldn’t help but feel irritation, or something deeper. Something that has been inexplicable since the moment Daniela Avanzini entered her life.
Sophia remembers the day she met her.
It immediately sparked something hot and uncomfortable in her heart, despite her being only 4 years old.
She looked so… stupid. So pathetic with her wide eyes, tail tucked in between her legs, ears drooping down.
‘Cowardly.’ she thought.
It was so annoying; the way she looked at her.
Her pulse roaring with anger in her ears was something she was unfamiliar with, something she couldn’t control.
And Sophia needed control.
Sophia is pissed.
This is the first time in years she’s actually felt something more than a surface level emotion.
The feeling she gets whenever she comes into contact with Daniela consumes her whole, entire being.
She feels the hatred coursing through her veins, thrumming under her ribcage, pulsing through her heart.
She hasn’t felt this annoyingly alive since…
Sophia smirked at the memory.
Daniela’s furrowed brows, the way she knelt there, motionless.
The feeling of her curls in her hand, the feeling of Daniela’s glare on her.
“Good girl.”
She’s gotta admit, 7 year old Sophia was such an asshole for that.
However… wouldn’t it be funny if she just-
Sophia’s eyes lit up at the way that Daniela stopped in her tracks upon her arrival at the lunch hall.
The concept of making the person she hates most feel pure, unadulterated rage?
Sign her the fuck up.
“…take a breather, and sit?”
She holds her breath for a bit, watching Daniela freeze.
Sophia’s eyes are glinting with mischief- wanting to see if, after 10 years, the stupid dog would still do it.
Her smirk widens seeing Daniela’s inner turmoil.
She watches as her knees buckle, faltering, then-
‘Holy. Shit.’
She actually did it.
The corners of her lips are twitching with exhilaration as she tries her hardest to not bark out a laugh.
There Daniela Avanzini was, kneeling on the cold cafeteria floor- 10 years later- because of her.
Okay, maybe there was a tiny bit of foul play.
But not much.
Considering that her dad is a vampire, she might, possibly have the ability to… persuade people.
In her defence, it’s not as strong. It’s why Daniela doesn’t blindly follow her, and attempts to resist.
She should stop here.
She’s won.
That’s what she wanted- a victory. Something to hold over Daniela’s head.
Proof that after all these years, Daniela is still just a mutt. A damn dog that’s just a nuisance to her life.
But the sense of pride overtook her, the power trip was too strong.
She left her seat, ignoring the whispers of Daniela’s friends- now Sophia’s new friends- squatting beside her.
Daniela’s eyes were piercing her- rage, frustration, humiliation being reflected in them, each emotion sending daggers into Sophia’s soul.
Sophia slowly brought her hand into the girl’s hair- her fingers getting tangled amongst the thick curls- swaying forward and bringing her lips to Daniela’s ear.
“Good.”
Pat.
“Fucking.”
Pat.
“Girl.”
Pat.
She stood up, the sight of Daniela’s face- flushed red with anger, mouth twitching into a snarl- making her chuckle with amusement.
She makes sure that Daniela is still staring at her, slowly walking away, and wipes her hand on her jeans.