The Choice [Jeremy Gilbert and Damon Salvatore](The Vampire Diaries)

The Choice

Prolouge- Brooke Saltzman, the Crazy, Hot-Headed, Vampire Hunting Cheerleader

I won't stop until I kill that sad little pathetic loser.

OK, that's not a good introduction. I should start over. I'm Brooke Saltzman!

That wasn't so great either... My brother Luke and I are Vampire Hunters. Yes, I know what you're thinking. If I put 'Teenage Cheerleading Vampire Hunter' in my resume, I'd probably be wheeled into a mental asylum wearing a straight jacket.

Oh, and I'm a cheerleader too.

And yes, to answer the million dollar question, vampires are real. In fcact, I'm pretty sure that one of them killed my mom and my best friend. My mom I wouldn't have minded, but killing my best friend crossed a line.

Don't get me wrong. My father left when I was a baby and Luke was the one who brought me up. My mom was always out of town and I never really bothered to get along with her. It probably explained my rebellious attitude and bitchy mood swings, but to hell with it. We can't all be perfect!

"I'm gonna kill them all." I told my brother when he entered the house. He rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen. "Hey! I'm serious. They killed my best friend!"

"And mother." He added. "So you're gonna kill about a thousand odd number of vampires for that, huh?"

I glared at him. "Don't go being all judgmental on me! She's your mother too you know. And I'm pretty sure you had a crush on Ash."

He dropped the can of beer he was holding and gave me a long hard look. "Get over it Brooke, you have to. And before making a big scene about it, remember she was my mother too." He pointed out.

I gaped at him. I knew exactly what he was doing. "Are you trying to use reverse psychology on me?"

He grinned like an idiot. "I always knew I should've been a shrink."

"I'm gonna kill you..." I said and narrowed my eyes at him. He shook his head at me.

"I need Brooke Saltzman the crazy hot-headed freak, not Brooke Saltzman, the serial killer." My brother said and threw his hands in the air to make it dramatic. "And besides, we're gonna get to start over. We're leaving."

"We're WHAT?!" I yelled at him. He flinched and repeated what he said. "I heard you the first time, dickhead. I meant why?"

"Then just ask 'why'!" He yelled back.

"I'm not going anywhere." I stated firmly and stomped my foot on the ground. Luke's expression hardened and I knew he was trying to be calm.

"I'm sorry Brooke, but we need to move on. I quit working at the station and I even know someone in Mystic Falls who can help me get a new job and get you into school. If we leave now we'll be there by tomorrow." He explained.

"Wait, you know someone?" I asked. "Since when do you have friends Mr. I'm-too-busy-hunting-vampires-for-a-decent-social-life?"

He rolled his eyes at me- his signature move. "She's actually a really close friend. And a very nice friend too. So try to be nice to her without embarrassing yourself. In fact, you'll get along just well. She's gonna be your English teacher after all."

"First we move to a town named 'Mystic Falls' -of all the creepy names in the world- and now you tell me you have a special lady friend?" I teased, smirking at him.

He frowned, but I could see his ears tinge a slight shade of pink. "Oh, shut up and pack already!"

I pouted. "I hate you Luke!" I yelled at him.

"Love you too, Brooky!"

"Don't call me that!"

"Don't make jokes about my 'special lady friend'." He said and used those air quote thingies.

"So you admit that you have a special lady friend?" I joked and missed being hit by his water bottle as I ran up the stair to my room. There I pulled out my old suitcase and started to pack everything I would need. Clothes, make-up, toiletries, shoes, weapons...

I would miss this place. It had both good and bad memories that I would both miss and be relieved off. I hoped that the new town would be different. Maybe I might actually be able to find some peace.

Somewhere I could really be Brooke Saltzman the crazy hot-headed cheerleader and not Brooke Saltzman, the serial killer.

Boy, was I wrong....

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