Sofía's one of Mystic Fall's sassy, classy and fashionable bitch. Will she learn the darker secrets of her family's history and the other secrets hidden within the town? She's also is having to be forced to come to terms of being soulmates to Kol Mi...
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This chapter will be from Sofía's perspective.
-This chapter has not been edited or checked for spelling mistakes. I'll try to fix them once the entire story is complete or when I can.-
I rolled my eyes when yet another person offered me their fake ass condolences.
It was Dads wake...a place and where I didn't wanted to be.
Maybe it's because everyone feels bad that my horrible father, the previous Mayor is now dead.
I don't exactly feel bad about him being gone.
He was a piece of shit who got off on hurting me, mom and Tyler.
Gulping the last bit of my second flute of champagne.
I'm now on my third flute of champagne that was being passed around by the hired waiters.
I smiled and slipped her a few hundred dollars as a tip.
She nodded and gave me beaming smile.
I hoped I made her day.
Sighing as I quietly walked along one of the lower balconies.
I didn't understand why I needed to be here....well I mean I know why I needed to be here. I just don't want to be here.
I'd rather be out and about with my friends.
Caroline and Bonnie. Not really Elena since she and I stopped being friends when I caught her talking shit about me to a few others and she tried to makeup a rumor about me too.
She's such a hoebag.
I walked around the house trying to avoid several more people.
I didn't want or need anyone's sympathy right now. I just needed and wanted to be alone.
Finally going into an empty room. I leaned into the couch slowly sipping on my champagne.
I scrolled through my phone trying to at least try to cure my never ending boredom.
I looked up as I hear a pair of heels clicking my way. I look up to see Elena.
Well a rather better version of Elena if she actually cared to do something with herself.
The girl always has her hair pin straight, not even doing anything with it and always wearing her boring pain clothes.
I leaned back in my spot.
I sarcastically say "I must say you look good in that outfit Elena. But this whole dark sexy gothic outfit doesn't really suit you or your personality." She smirks at me.
I stared up at her and narrowed my eyes. Elena rarely if ever smirks at me.
She knows I'll kick her ass and drag the bitch by her nasty ass hair.
I've done it before to another girl who made a horrible racist remark to me, Bonnie and Caroline all being friends. I ended up slamming that bitches head into a locker.
Faux Elena sits on the couch near me.
She then says "I'm not Elena. I think you have already gathered that. My name is Katherine Pierce." I stared at her.
She didn't seem like she was lying.
She continued "Sofía, you're so called 'friends' aren't telling you everything. Vampires, werewolves, witches and all things supernatural are real. You're one of them." I stiffened.
I wanted to run...just not in these heels. Fuck that. These white butterfly Dior heels are my prized possessions.
Dad used to tell me all of the vampire stories as a kid and told me they were all probably going to drain me of my blood if I ever met one.
Pulling me out of my thoughts.
Katherine then continues "You're important. Not to just me but to one of my oldest friends. I will protect you and tell you everything, because you're going to be important to someone I truly care about. He's one of the few people I actually care about besides myself and someone else too who I lost to his family." I stared at her.
She then hands me a small piece of paper with her number and something else scribbled into it.
She then says "I can give you more answers and an offer to keep you safe. Think it over. I have to go. I hope that I'll see you soon, butterfly." With that she was gone. I was left with my thoughts.
