Princess Jasmine

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Jasmine pushed the button for what seemed like the third time. This elevator was taking forever. Just as she was about to start the dreadful journey down the steps, she heard a ding and let out of frustrated sigh of relief. “Finally.” She muttered under her breath. The girl stepping in completely ignoring the presence of the other person. She walked inside,pressed the down button and crossed her arms and leaned against the corner. A few seconds passed by when all of a sudden the lights began flickering. “What the hell?” The elevator halted to a stop causing Jasmine to roll her eyes and let out yet another frustrated sigh. “Great.”

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A fake ID, a fake birth certificate, a very real email from an old friend claiming to be his mother. That among many other things…That was all it took to get into Beacon Hills under alias. Senior year, he’d never lived it himself. His entirety of education was within his own four walls. Overachieving, so public school would be a breeze when it came to his cover. But that wasn’t why he was here. Graduating was the last thing on his mind.

Lacrosse was perfect for keeping his body trained. Heightened senses and reflexes that came with a lifetime of hunting, Rory easily got on the team. But practice was over, and so was his role as diligent high school student. So his voice was a little harsh when confronted with somebody drinking from his bottle.

“—That’s mine.”

Jasmine sighed setting her bag and her water bottle down as she sat down on the bleachers waiting for lacrosse practice to end. Try out’s for the dance team were today and she wasn’t planning on not making the team. Lacrosse had just ended so she had a few minuted until it started. She watched the players run off of the field as she bent down to take a sip of what she thought was her water. She raised an eyebrow scowling at the boy. “Um, no it’s n-” Just then Jasmine noticed her water bottle turned over laying right under her leg. “Ugh, here.” She said handing it back to him. Great, what if she caught his germs or something? Wait, werewolves didn’t get sick. It was times like these Jasmine was thankful she was supernatural

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Reborn - Open

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For basically half of her life, Sophia had endured a sickness that had taken her energy, limited her activity to the indoors and had sent her to the hospital so many times that she had her own designated room. So the fact that she could breath without the slight ache in her bones and felt like she could two marathons and then some, it was definitely weird, but a good weird. Ever since she had received the bite and become a supernatural being that she had believed all her life was fiction, she had decided to move to Beacon Hills, her overjoyed and slightly confused parents had agreed. This would mean she would be close to Scott for help, and she knew she would need it. Now though, she simply enjoyed the fresh air as she went out to grab the mail in her new neighborhood.

Jasmine rolled her eyes as she opened the door stepping outside of her new home, looking around. Her mother wasn’t the best with directions and had forgotten where the grocery store was. In attempt to have her daughter make friends, she suggested Jasmine go out and ask someone. The girl began to walk down the street trying no to go too far. She really didn’t feel like getting lost. After a few minutes of walking, Jasmine noticed a girl who looked around her age. “Hey, you!” She called out walking towards the blonde. “Do you know if there’s a grocery store anywhere around here?”

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Returned | Rosalia & ____

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It had been quiet  while since Rosalia had stepped foot inside Beacon Hills High School. In fact, last she had done so she could more or less be classified as the stereotypical quiet girl looming in the shadows, insecure about herself and looks. That had however changed, and now that she had returned she didn’t plan on letting anyone be reminded of that girl— If they had even taken notice of her. Opening the doors to the school, she came to a halt as she looked in, a smirk playing on her lips.

Jasmine confidently strutted up the steps towards the entrance. Though she’d never admit it, she was actually a little nervous going to a new school. She’d had a million thoughts run through her head both last night and this morning, but she knew that freaking out or stressing about it wouldn’t do anything. Jasmine did what she usually did, she acted like it didn’t bother her. Like she had everything under control and knew what she was doing. Jasmine came to a halt seeing a girl standing in front of the door. Five seconds passed, then it was 10. Was this girl in la la land or something? “Excuse me?” Jasmine spoke up. “Will you be going anywhere any time soon?” She asked sarcastically.