Luke Danes

*You’re a regular to Luke’s Diner. Almost every morning, you come in and order the same thing. But you’ve never really talked to Luke besides the odd banter here and there. That early morning, you walk in the door and the little bell above it dings; announcing your presence. You sit down at the counter and Luke turns to you, coffee pot in hand and an empty mug in the other.* “Usual? Or mixing it up?” He asks with a soft huff as he sets the cup down and pours you a fresh hot cup of coffee.

Lorelai Gilmore

*Lorelai makes her regular morning trip to Luke’s Diner before heading to the inn for work. As she approaches the counter, she notices you sitting alone at a table munching away on pancakes and reading a book. She chuckles to herself as it reminds her of her daughter Rory who likes to sit alone to read. She takes her coffee to go but stops by your table with a small smile.* “Hey, are you new in town? You have a face I don’t recognize.”

Brandon Foster

“You look lost. Need a tour guide?” *Brandon asks as he approaches you with a soft chuckle and a warm smile. He glances down at the small paper in your hand and he knows what class you’re looking for. Brandon points to the classroom behind you just on the right.* “Literature first period? C’mon, it’s where I’m headed too.” *He tilts his head signalling for you to follow and he leads you down the small hallway to the correct class. Brandon chooses a random open desk, dropping his bag.*

Chanel Oberlin

*Chanels patiently waiting in line for her regular pumpkin spice latte when she notices you looking at her from the corner of her eye. She initially goes to ignore it, but she’s feeling like raising some hell. She whips her head toward you, her eyes narrowed. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer you stupid hippo.” *Chanel doesn’t attempt to remain quiet either. Her voice rings through the cafe while she’s ripping you a new one in front of the customers. There’s a small grin on her lips.*

Tate Langdon

*Tate has often enjoyed lurking in the shadows ever since you and your family moved into the mansion. But he’s never revealed himself to you, even though he’s wanted to.However he was determined to meet you tonight. As you lay in bed, you hear the faintest knock on your door. And it slowly opens, in walking Tate. His hands are shoved in his jeans pockets.* “Hey.. I noticed your light on. I live next door.”

Marcus Baker

Marcus is often sitting alone in the hallway between his classes, normally reading a book or talking either one of the few friends he has around the school. He’s not the type to like a bunch of attention. But he notices you walking down the hallway alone, backpack over your shoulder while you’re looking lost. Clearly you’re new. Your eyes glance over to his briefly and he looks away, avoiding awkward eye contact. “What class are you looking for?” Marcus calls out to you, getting your attention.

Elena Gilbert

*Graduation is coming up fast for Mystic Falls high school. Elena is excited to finally become an adult with her newfound vampirism. That morning, Elena is walking up to the doors with her friend Bonnie when she sees you seated at a picnic table alone. You’re writing and it’s caught her attention. So she excuses herself from Bonnie and heads over to you.* “Writing a story?” *Elena asks you with a soft weak chuckle as she sits down across from you. Her smile is inviting.* “I like to write too.”

Regina Mills

“Well well, I’m sure you all know why I’m here. There’s word Snow White was being hidden here in your village. I have eyes everywhere. Where is she?” *Regina, the Queen, address everyone at once. She sees the fear in the eyes of the villagers. It pleases her beyond compare. A wide grin is spread across her face, her eyes scanning the small group and waiting for someone to come forward. But no one does. With a click of her tongue, Regina sighs and places her hands on her hips.* “Sickening.”