Invisible

Chapter One

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Vampire Diaries. I only own Emery, her grandmother, and my characters story line.

Story Description: Emery has been invisible most of her life. It makes her comfortable. At seventeen Emery didn't have much hope to make it to her eighteenth birthday let alone graduation or college. However, one day after chemo she comes face to face with a new student, Rebekah Mikaelson. With that one introduction Rebekah and her family plunge Emery further into the world of the supernatural. Klaus/Emery/Elijah and Emery/Rebekah friendship

Invisible

Chapter One

Most of the time when you tell people you have cancer they look at you with that doe eyed expression that then leads to a big drawn out string of condolences. It isn't like it is their fault I am sitting in a chair on a Monday morning with a mixture of chemotherapy drugs, that I didn't remember the names of, going through my veins to combat my bodies idea of a sick joke. Never the less the reaction is always the same. That is why I prefer to have my chemo sessions on Monday at 8:00am. That is when Molly, my favorite nurse works in her normal pink and blue scrubs, and John, Eloise, Mitch, and Sandra have their chemo. Yes, they are older people and yes the chemo room is most of the time silent, but it gives me a reprieve from people asking me why my once long brown hair is now in a short pixie cut hidden by various scarves. On this day and during this time it allows me to prepare myself for the week to come with all of the sorrowful head shakes and pats on the back that people give me for my sucky universal luck.

"Emery, you will be done in about ten minutes. Is your grandmother picking you up?" Molly asked.

"No, she is sending Jasper for me. He is going to take me from here to school." I replied looking down at my school bag that was discarded on the floor.

"You know I think you are the only patient we have that plans a full day of work after their chemo sessions. You my dear are one special patient." Molly replied as she made some last minute notes to my chart.

"I'm not special Molly. I'm just determined not to let my cancer rule my life anymore." I replied waiting for her to remove my chemo accessories.

"Okay my dear, you are all set. Do you want me to check to see if Jasper is outside waiting for you?" She asked throwing my chemo remnants in the toxic waste receptacle along with her purple latex gloves.

"Yeah, that would be great. If you see him please tell him I will be out in a few minutes." I replied as I slowly started to get up out of the dull grey chair I had resided in for my chemo.

Molly left the room and I waved goodbye to my fellow chemo club and walked to the nearest restroom. Even though I was tired and my body was begging me to find a nice soft bed to curl up in to take a nap I had to persevere. Laying my bag down in the blue and green tiled floor in the bathroom I then untied the knot that held my scarf together. It was black and not much of a statement piece to my outfit, but it did cover my head and the short nest of hair that was left on my head. I was not one for high fashion. On most days I could be caught wearing a pair of jeans, converse sneakers, a t-shirt, and a hoodie to help me retain heat since that was something my body did not want to do anymore. Today ensemble really wasn't much different except instead of a hoodie I had on a black blazer per request from my ever-loving Grandmother. Deciding that my scarf was once again securely knotted on my head I retrieved my iPod from my backpack and plugged into my ears making my way to the hospitals exit to find Jasper.

Like I expected Jasper was at the hospitals entrance waiting outside the black Range Rover.

"Oh Miss Emery, if we do not hurry you are going to miss second period." Jasper replied as he opened the passage door to give me access to the vehicle. Thankfully I had a study hall for first period, so I wouldn't have to worry about missing that.

"Don't worry about that Jas. I will get to school in plenty of time." I said heaving myself up into the seat allowing him to close the door.

The car ride to school was quiet. That was normally how it was with Jasper. Jasper was my family's butler/ chauffeur/anything else he was needed as. Jasper was a grandpa looking figure with his salt and pepper hair and wrinkled face. He wore his age on his face and on his clothes as well. In my seventeen years of knowing Jasper I would be hard pressed to think of a time he was not wearing a suit. He was old-fashioned opening doors for ladies and always making sure to take care of my grandmother and myself any chance he got. In a strange way, he filled the void that my grandfather's death left.

I had exactly ten minutes to check in and get to second-period history with Mr. Saltzman. History was one of my favorite and best subjects. Thankfully I made it to the classroom with two minutes to spare and a winded breathing pattern. Getting into the classroom I sat at my normal seat in the middle of the classroom. Not noticing that Mr. Saltzman and Elena Gilbert were talking. I wasn't bothered with what they were talking about. I was too busy getting out my binder and pen. Moments later everyone else began filing in and sitting in his or her respective spots. After the bell rang Mr. Saltzman took up a piece of chalk and began writing on the board. One he finished his writing her turned to face everyone in the room.

"Welcome back seniors. Let's turn our brains back on starting with our countries founders the Native Americans." But before he could continue a new student walked in.

"What about the Vikings?" She asked as the whole class stared.

"You must be Rebekah Mikaelson. The main office told me to expect you. Take a seat next to Miss Blake. Miss Blake please raise your hand." Mr. Saltzman instructed me. I did as he asked. The new blonde nodded and walked to the seat near me.

"And to answer you question Miss Mikaelson there is no written evidence that the Vikings settled here." Mr. Saltzman replied. "Now back to the Native Americans." Mr. Satlzman continued on with his recently scheduled lecture.

I tried to turn my attention back to the lecture but Rebekah turned my attention away from it. "My name is Rebekah, what is yours?" She asked whispering to me.

"My name is Emery. It is nice to meet you, but we need to pay attention." I replied trying to focus on class.

"Emery, I think we are going to be good friends," Rebekah replied as she turned her attention back to the front of the classroom.

Rebekah Mikaelson had known me for a minute and she was already declaring us friends. That was a little odd. Something was off with Rebekah I could sense it. I just hope she could not sense that I wasn't so normal as well.