Not Like The Others

Hello?

My name is Lottie Saltzman, I recently moved to Mystic Falls in mid 2014. I have little friends here because I'm home schooled, so the only friends I have, I meet in the 'grill' and around and about.

I'm 17 and three quarters, my birthday is May 21. I have short brown hair that ends rigidly near my jaw. I have blue eyes that my mum said, "lighten any heart or life." She was a strange one my mum, but I loved her and I obviously still do.

Back to friends, I have made 2 male friends, Matt and Jeremy, but I have met many, Stefan, Damon, Tyler, etc.

My best friend has to be, Rebekah Mikaelsson. She doesn't live in Mystic Falls but we Skype and talk whenever we can.

You see, I'm from New Orleans. So, yes, I'm fully aware of the history of this small town. But what I'm not sure of, is whether it's all true. Or whether John Gilbert was a whacko, along with his distant relative, Elena Gilbert.

The time that I've been here I have gained my enemies, Elena, Caroline and Bonnie. Since I'm not friends with them I thought that the Salvatore brothers wouldn't be friendly with me either, but they may be being two-faced and bitching about me behind my back. Also, Jeremy Gilbert is extremely friendly with me which is bizarre because of the circumstances with his sister and her friends.

Anyways, I'm homeschooled which has its benefits: no one talking about me, no people talking to me, no people except my aunt (Alice) and my father (Alaric).

With my dad being an ex-history teacher, he thinks he's qualified to teach me most other subjects. My aunt Alice just supplies me with lunch at the allocated timing, so she's basically my dinner lady.

Since I'm an only child, I have the perks of getting all the wages spent on me, which is nice, every month getting new clothes and shoes etc.

I'm also British, which means everyone I speak to starts the conversation after, 'hello' or 'hi, with 'oh you're British?' Which usually my response is rolling my eyes and 'yes. Indeed I am.'

So this is where my story kind of starts, or ends when I find out what is attacking and draining the blood out of innocent people's bodies.