In All Seriousness
Summary: He should have known to skip breakfast like usual.
Spoilers: BtVS post S7, Vampire Diaries S1 Ep. 2 ‘Night of the Comet’
Disclaimer: L.J. Smith and the creators of the show own it all…damn them.
Author’s Note: Third in my ‘Learning to Breathe’ series. Follows ‘Drowning Pool’.
When he comes down for breakfast completely sober he shocks the hell out of his aunt and Elena. They watch him closely for several minutes, most likely wondering what happened to the moody, sullen teen who’s been haunting the house for the past few months. His clothes are clean and not wrinkled like they’ve been lying on the floor for years. They don’t know that he flushed his drugs down the toilet last night. He isn’t going to announce it to the world, but he just knows that the girl he met, Dawn Summers, is special and going to change Mystic Falls.
Pouring a cup of orange juice and putting bread in the toaster he smiles at his sister who stares at him like he’s lost his mind. “Good morning,” he says, enjoying Elena’s shock.
“Who are you and what happened to my brother? You know, the moody, angry, rebellious one who never eats breakfast with us?”
He sighs. He’d hoped to avoid having to explain his appearance at breakfast. “I met someone.”
Elena starts with surprise and his aunt’s eyes widen slightly. “Really? Who is she? I thought you had a crush on Vicki,” his sister says.
He hates that too, that everyone thinks he has a crush on Vicki. What would they say if they knew just how many times he and Matt’s precious baby sister fucked during the summer? Instead he just looks at Elena and says, “I don’t have a crush on Vicki and Dawn makes Vicki look like roadkill. Or a slut. Either one is true.”
His aunt scowls. “Be nice.” She pauses for just a moment, then, “Is Dawn new in town?”
“Then her guardian must be the woman who owns that new store, The Magick Shop. Her name is Willow Rosenberg. I met her the other day. She was very nice and she mentioned that she has a teenager living with her temporarily. She certainly isn’t what you expect of a witch.”
“Witch?” Elena chokes slightly.
“What else do you call someone who opens a magick store. She’s not selling card tricks or hats to pull rabbits out of.” She turns to Jeremy. “This girl Dawn must be pretty special to have made such a big impact so quickly.” Her eyes are shining slightly and she’s smirking at him.
“You have no idea,” he says, thinking of Dawn’s smile and the ease with which he talked to her the night before. She seemed to get him more than anyone else in a very long time. A glance at the clock show that there’s just half an hour until school starts, so he snags his toast, his backpack, and coat and races out the door. It’s the perfect day for a new beginning.