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"Yo Lan wake up man, it's past 7 am and we need to get to the family meeting before we head to the orientation at the Salvatore school". Raf tries to awaken his sleepy friend. "LAN!" he cried, startling the phoenix to wake up from his sleep. " Geez man.. didn't have to scream," exclaimed Landon.
"Well your stubborn ass wasn't waking up," Raf remarks with a slight chuckle "now come on, get dressed and we need to head downstairs, everyone is waiting for us." He informed him, seeing his best friend release and unpleasant sigh "fine I'll meet you down there."
He said it to Raf with an annoying, but understanding tone. Landon was not always content with those meetings. It's always on how he has to be protected and watched outside of the household and at school. Because he's the heir to the Kirby family, his family is one of the oldest supernatural around beside one family, the Mikaelson not as old as the Kirby's but still old enough.
The Mikaelsons were created to be supernatural by a witch. While Landon's father Mal was a Phoenix from birth making him and Landing a rare species. While Klaus the hybrid is rare yes, but wasn't born to be, and him forcing most supernaturals to view him as a rightful king rubbed Mal the wrong way. Which basically started the conflict between the two, they never mixed well, but hey, when has to powerful immortal supernatural try and coexist.
Landon mainly views it as Kong vs Godzilla doesn't know who is who in the fight, but knowing both won't submit to one another unless it's by death, which was also not possible because they're both immortal so this fight may never end. Landon finished getting ready with one last look in the mirror, he let out another sigh before saying. "Freshman year is going to an interesting year." He leaves his bathroom, heading downstairs to the same meeting he's had every school year.
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"Dad, I have to get packed for school, I can't stay here painting with you all day." Hope said lovingly to her protective father "yes, you can, I can homeschool you love I am 1000 years old after all." He said with a loving smile "true but sorry if this comes out horrible but I don't want my only company to be just you."
Hope said, hoping it didn't hurt his feelings. Klaus faked a hurt expression causing both him and her to laugh, Hayley leaned on the doorframe of the art room "Hope honey your friends are here to help you pack the rest of your things." "ok" Hope smiles, kissing her dad's cheek then her mother's before meeting her friends downstairs.
"Took you long enough" Lizzie said with a joking annoyed tone before hugging her tribrid friend, heading upstairs to her room finishing packing the last of her things. "So I heard a rumor that the son of your father's enemy is going to attend the Salvatore school as well." Lizzie said with hatred and disgust while Hope just rolled her eyes at her friend.
"I don't really care if he's going to the same school as us and besides, it's neutral ground, meaning no family or gang activities on campus." Hope said truthful and seriously she doesn't care if he attends the same school,even if they're enemies she's just trying to reassure her friend that she wants a good school year, not one with fights all the damn time. "I know it's just why of all places he could have gone to mystic falls high."
Hope sighed at how dramatic and upset her friend is, "it's not like we know what he looks like or know his name so who knows we probably won't see him." Lizzie looks at Hope with an unsure expression "I hope you're right, but if you aren't already have people working on finding out his identity and no it no gang members or assassin it's the rest of the squad."
"Lizzie that can go very bad that falls under the line as gang activities and can get us in trouble." Hope said in an irritated tone as they made their way to Lizzies car, storing Hope's belongings in the trunk. "Relax Hope I know what I'mdoing, but I'll tell them to abort the mission." Lizzie says defeated and hope nods before turning and seeing her parents at the entrance waving to her and she waves back. She entered the car from the passenger side, looking in the side mirror, she whispered to herself,"please let this year be a good year." Driving off to her new year at the salvatore school not knowing what fate had planned for her.