Isadora's life was nothing but normal. No matter how much she tried, she would be forever haunted by the supernatural beings that lurked in Mystic Falls.
Torn by love, taunted by her choices and her troublesome past; Isadora must live her life as...
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I screamed in agony; she was slowly twisting a piece of wood in my thigh. No one was home except for me and Katherine. My brothers and father attended a meeting at Benjamin Lockwood's house, and my father insisted on my brothers to accompany him.
"Now repeat what I just said," Katherine said maliciously. She wore a devious smile. She may look innocent, but she is far from it.
"You told me to remove the vervain that my father puts in Stefan and Damon's drink."
"Good. I thought you were useless, but it turns out you're not. It's so much easier when people obey me instead of retaliating; those people usually die."
"There will be a day when all your evil schemes will catch up to you. You will die a painful death, and your soul will long for peace."
She pulled the wooden piece out of my thigh. I could still feel the splinters that were left behind.
"I was asking if you're sure?" Stefan asked. I found myself daydreaming about memories more often now. Memories I didn't want to revisit.
"Sorry what?"
Damon chugged down a glass of blood, "he said are you sure you want to go back to hell? Before you make your decision, remember we're rich now. You can have anything you want, anything."
I didn't hesitate, "I'm sure I want to go back to high school."
I always planned on going back to high school. It was a dream of mine to feel normal, to graduate and to fall in love. Now, returning back to school will be easier than I anticipated, my brothers can just compel the principal to enroll me right away.
Damon rolled his eyes," first it was Stefan now it's you. What is so fun about getting trapped in a building for seven hours learning things that are completely irrelevant to your future job?"
"Damon let her be, she's never actually been to a proper school," Stefan said. "I'll drop you off."
"We should teach her the basics of being a teenager in the twenty-first century before we throw her out into the world of mortals. Do you know what wi-fi is? What about hashtags? Do you know who Beyoncé is?"
"He does have a point, you might be out of place or look lost if you don't know what Snapchat or Twitter means."
"I do want to see you try to guess," Damon smirked.
"Snapchat is when two people are talking and someone takes a picture of it." I guessed. I've never heard of it. The witches never sent information about Snapchat or Twitter. "And I'm pretty sure Twitter is a bird game people play."
"Not at all," Damon chuckled.
"Yeah, we'll get either get Elena to help or we can just google it," Stefan said.
