The Vampire of Beacon-Hills [ENGLISH VERSION]

S1 : Chapter One

ELENA'S POV :

I arrive to high school and go out of my beautiful sports car. I can afford it with all the money and material asset that I have been able to amass during 9 centuries. But what interests me is what it's like to be a normal teenager in 2011.

"This is a great car. It's yours ?" Someone ask behind me.

A rather tall boy with a sporty look had just joined me.

"Yes. It's mine."

"I didn't introduce myself. I'm Jackson."

"Elena." I say in turn.

"You're new here ?" He notices.

"Yes, I arrive just one month ago." I explain.

"Cool. Maybe we'll meet again."

"Maybe."

The bell rings and I head to an outside bench to wait for the principal. Another girl with pretty brown curls approaches, letting me think that she is new too.

"Hey, I'm Elena. Are you new too ?" I ask.

"Yes, my family and I just arrived in town. I'm Allison."

"Nice to meet you." I say with a smile.

"You too, I was a little stressed about being the new girl who didn't know anyone."

"Well you may still be new but you know someone now."

The director arrives and quickly shows us to the premises before directing us to our classroom.

"Class, they are our new students Allison Argent and Elena Lightwood." The director introduces us as we stand next to him. "Please do your best to make them feel welcome."

The smell of human blood comes from every corner of the room. Normal you will say but fortunately I stopped drinking human blood almost two centuries ago otherwise it would have been a real all-you-can-eat buffet for me in case of hunger. We move to the two empty seats in the back of the classroom and sit side by side behind two brown boys. The one in front of me nods to us and the one in front of Allison hands her a pen before the class begins.

At the end of the hour, Allison and I go to the locker but I see her watching the boy who was sitting in front of her in class.

"You think he is cute ?" I ask her with a big smile.

"What ? No" She immediately replied, as if I said the stupidest thing ever. "I don't even know his name."

"The silly smile etched on your face doesn't tell the same thing."

She looks at me and gives me a little tap on the shoulder to tell me to shut up. I look again at the boy with the tanned skin but I find that he has a strange smell which bothers me a little. However, I don't have time to ask myself any questions because a girl with sublime Venetian hair comes to approach us.