FRANCESCA. ( the vampire diaries)

Chapter One

Mystic Falls had changer over time--the streets, the buildings, the people. Yet, the sun still shone the same, only this time it couldn't burn me. I had never intended to come back, but since I needed to follow my brother everywhere he went, I was obliged to. As per usual. If it weren't for him, I would've stayed in somewhere else for the rest of my life and never step foot in this town.

Today was September 6th, 2009. Boring day for me, who had thought of staying inside the Salvatore Boarding House for the rest of my days, but my twin brother had other ideas. I had just woken up and walked downstairs, only to randomly find Stefan checking himself out in the mirror with a school bag by his feet.

"Stefan, what are you doing?" I asked, not understanding why Stefan chose to make himself presentable--and what for. It was just unusual to see him this active early in the day, when usually he'd just lay on the couch or go outside to hunt little innocent rabbits to feed on.

He looks up at me with a smile, putting the school bag over his shoulder and reaching out to hand me a black handbag. I looked at him in suspicion, before grabbing it and turning it over with a look of disgust. There was a small pencil case, and a single notebook inside. I raised a brow and looked up. If he was the one who bought my bag, he had poor taste.

"We're going to school," he revealed.

My eyes widened in terror. That explained the school stuff he had put in my bag. "What?"

"School," he smiles. "Come on, now. We're going to be late."

Yes, because I came back to the place I hated the most only to be sent back to school.

I gave him a questioning look, and looked down at the pajama I was wearing along with my white fluffy flip-flops. "Do I look like I'm ready to you?"

He sighed and rolled his eyes. Whenever I aggravated him--which was most of the time--I could see him trying to recompose himself before talking, like now. He never liked showing his angered side at me, even though I had already seen worse. "You can change quickly and you know that. Go."

I couldn't put my finger on why he was so adamant on going to school. Normalcy? Maybe. Weird thing to do to be normal even though we're supposed to be wrinkly and decomposing by now. I tried thinking why Stefan was acting the way he was, and then it clicked.

"If this is about that girl you were spying on the other day, I'm not going to school just so you can gawk at her more."

His eyes widened just a little bit, thinking I hadn't noticed. But I did, I always notice even the smallest of things about Stefan, some that he doesn't even know. Being a vampire made me analyze people out of boredom, and since I spent most of my years by Stefan's side, he was by far the only person I knew like the back of my hand.

"Go. Now." He pointed at the stairs, and I could see he was trying to prove a point that he was--of course--the oldest twin and that I needed to listen. Only by three minutes, even if Stefan claims it was fourteen minutes instead for some reason. Damon swore I was born quickly after Stefan and without fuss. So in my head, it was only three. Stefan only liked to think that those minutes made him superior.

"I hate you."

I had told him that over a hundred times in our lifetime, and he accepted it every time, thinking that it wasn't true. In reality, some of it was real--the hate for him. Ever since that night, he ruined my life, and he continued ruining it little by little until he waited for me to snap back. I didn't, because some part of me still cares.

"I know that already, now go."

I rolled my eyes and ran upstairs to my room, throwing open my closet and rummaging through it for a pretty outfit. The problem was, I had plenty of clothes but no outfits since most of them didn't even go well together. I hated the clothing style teenagers had these days, which they surprisingly call 'fashion'. Fashion was much prettier back in the days. I still haven't come to terms that I was going to see every era of this world, and I couldn't imagine what fashion will be like in the future. Some part of me didn't want to know. I just hoped someone's going to put a stake through my heart.