You Can't Save Me

THERE

CHAPTER THREE

First day

After Lizzie had flipped the switch, she got up and realized that the sun was rapidly rising. She didn't have a daylight ring so she vamp sped up to the school; it was later in the morning and some of the students were already awake and getting ready for class.

"Invisique."she muttered. She slipped through the door as quietly as possible and made her way back to her room. She opened the door to her room and saw that Josie was still quietly sleeping. Lizzie grabbed some clothes and went to the showers; there was no one in there so she took the opportunity to burn her blood-stained clothes. After she showered she went back to her room and thanked whoever that Josie had not stirred. Lizzie then made a daylight ring for herself.

Josie would wake up and have too many questions, so she couldn't stay in the room. If anyone asked, Lizzie went to the Mill to complete some homework she had forgotten to finish because she didn't want to wake her sister up.  some books and her bag before leaving. She could pretend that she fell asleep while working on her homework. She arrived and sat down to think. She thought about the events from this morning; she literally died, fed on a human, and turned off her humanity. She then realized that she didn't care - she was hungry, and needed human blood to complete the transition. The man was just collateral.

It's not my fault he was at the wrong place at the wrong time, Lizzie thought. If it wasn't him it would've been someone else.

She realized she needed a plan. Her father would perceive her as a threat to the school if she told her friends she and family that she turned into a vampire that night, killed someone, and turned off her emotions. The blonde rolled her eyes. This was especially flikely given that she was a  hybrid at the time and could still use magic. Lizzie smirked. I could snap my fingers and kill the old drunk. That was the exact reason why she did it, but no one needed to know, and she didn't even feel bad about it. Everyone would have thought she was weak for turning off her humanity, proving to them that she was too "unstable" and couldn't handle being a vampire. She could not to let them know.

Her biggest problems were Hope and Josie because they both knew her like the back of their hands and would presume something was wrong with her as soon as they noticed the lifeless expression in her eyes. Now Hope Andrea Mikaelson- the girl was smart, and being partially a vampire herself, she'd know something was up - but she'd get suspicious and ask why the Saltzman was avoiding her. The young blonde needed to find a delicate balance; spend just enough time with Hope and pretend like the Lizzie she knew was still there in order to keep any questions at bay. Dealing with Josie would be a little easier, yes they lived in the same room but she was merely a witch - no werewolf or vampire smell or hearing.

I guess Josie's the weak twin now. I don't need to siphon anymore. I can't believe I was ever that useless. Lizzie could still siphon the life out of someone if she wanted to; maybe she could test that out if someone pissed her off. Lizzie was still obliged to siphon in front of everyone and keep from desiccating when she became hungry, so she knew she had to make her little act convincing. The one thing the blonde refused to do was drink the school's supply of blood; she'd get caught, and what would be the point of being a secret vampire if she couldn't feed on humans without anyone knowing? She also needed to figure out the compulsion thing. She sighed. This was going to be a lot of work, but what's a little work when I can have a lot of fun? I can be free of all of Dad's dumb rules and I can walk around as a witch-vampire hybrid without anyone even knowing, second in power only to Hope. Maybe sometime soon I can show them how wrong they were for underestimating me. didn't even regret it. She couldn't let them find out.