Authors note: Each chapter will be an episode unless specifically stated. If I use italics- it's Keatyn's thoughts. If I use italics and underlines. It's someone else speaking in her mind.
⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️
This chapter mentions blood and eating disorders
This begins in August 2009
Season 1 - Episode 1
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Keatyn POV
I groan as my alarm clock goes off in my ear, a dull ringing that makes my ears buzz. I reach up with my right arm and slam my hand on it, effectively turning it off. Ugh, first day of Senior year. With my left hand I nudge my sister to wake up and rub the sleep from my eyes with my other hand. We share a pretty decent-sized room due to Elizabeth Forbes, or as we call her Momma Liz, the sheriff of Mystic Falls, but we only have one bed. Of course we don't mind. Honestly I prefer it since we both get nightmares. Well I usually get them, Kaelyn has gotten a lot better than I have. Liz is an absolute saint. She took us in as babies after our parents abandoned us and we've been here ever since. We may not have all the money in the world or even our own rooms; but having the Forbes women in our lives is more than worth it. Though I may be a bit biased.
Their bedroom aesthetic If you don't like it, imagine something else
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I pull the black and green covers off of my twin and get out of bed before she can hit me. "Come on Kae! It's the first day and I know you want to primp" I yell, padding over to our window seat. The sun shines through the iridescent curtains as Kaelyn rolls out of bed with a pout, glaring in my direction and marches past me to our shared bathroom. The pearly-white, wooden door slams shut before the shower clicks on and music begins playing. I roll my eyes at her dramatics but sing along to Freak by Doja Cat as it blasts through the speakers. I slip into to our shared closet, that could give you whiplash from the difference and flick through my options. One side, mine, has nothing but plain dark clothing with the occasional green or white thrown in. While Kaelyn's side is all bright and colorful, with different patterns and textures. There's a reason they call us the sun and the moon.
