Alina Gilbert lived an entirely normal life up until the day her parents died. Not only did she have to deal with the pain of loosing both of her parents, she also discovered that she was a witch. Ever since the night of the accident Alina began to...
I went to get up from the large bed but warms arms snaked around my waist pulling me back. I fell back onto the bed and cuddled into his warm toned chest. "I have to leave or I will be late to the Mayors party." My voice came out in an unfamiliar accent. "Stay just a little bit longer." A male said. I turned in his arms to find blue eyes staring back at me. Damon Salvatore lye before me in nothing but his trousers reaching for me. My eyes frantically looked around as I realized what was happening. I looked down to see myself in a corset and the room around decorated in old fashioned things. It looked to be sometime in the 1800s. I looked over to the mirror to see me, only I was a monster. My eyes were dark and my skin pale, blood had dried on my chin. "Where am I?" I panicked as I looked back to Damon. My eyes latched onto his neck where a set of teeth had left a gash in his skin "Kasandra, what's wrong?" He called after me. Who was Kasandra?
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I groaned as someone shook my arm furiously disturbing me from my un-peaceful slumber. "Lina wake up." The voice of my twin screeched in my ear. I slowly opened my eyes to glance at the clock then turned my angry eyes on her. "You woke me up at seven." I growled. "You need to help me and Bonnie set up for the school carnival." "I don't go to school anymore so I don't have to help out." I said as I pulled the covers back over my head. "Jenna's re-enrolling you." "So? I'm still not helping." "If you don't help you'll face the wrath of Caroline." I groaned but threw the covers off. "Fine, I'm up." She laughed. "Meet me downstairs in ten." "Make it twenty." I mumbled.
My feet hit the wood of the main floor and like a flash I remembered my dream. This may have been the first time since I came into my magic that I had dreamed of someone else besides the Blonde-haired man. I dreamed of a woman with a dark face and Damon Salvatore, the jerk I met yesterday. Both of them dressed in clothes from a different time, an older time but not as old as the dreams with the blonde man. It seemed somewhere around the 18th century by the way they dressed and spoke. But more surprising was the woman looked like a monster, first she looked like an angel and suddenly her faced turned dark and sinister. My face. The woman in my dreams looked just like me, but I barely recognized her. She felt so familiar to me. I shook it from my mind and walked to the door.
Elena drove us to school. As soon as my eyes locked on to my old school, I knew that it was going to be a very long and boring day. Students and the crew from the carnival were running around setting up all the different stalls and carrying boxes filled with stuffed animals. I opened the car door and dragged myself out. Jeremy got out as well and we both gave each other looks of torture. We looked up at the school entrance to see Elena already out of the car and heading towards Bonnie. "If you trip me, I can fake having a sprained ankle and go home." I whispered to Jeremy. A grin spread across his face. "I would but then I'd be left here all on my own. Sorry, if I'm staying, you're staying to." He stated. "You're so mean." I muttered as I slapped his arm playfully. "See you later." I didn't even have time to ask him where he was going before, he threw his bag over his shoulder and jogged off. "-Since he killed Jeremy?" Bonnie asked. I frowned. "Who killed Jer because it looks to me as if he's fine?" They both jumped when they heard me speak and spun round to face me "F-figure of s-speech." Elena stuttered. "Weird." I laughed. "So, what exactly do you want me to do?" I asked. Bonnie handed me a bag of stuffed animals. "They need taking to that stall over there." I walked over to the stall and ripped open the plastic bag. I neatly placed them on the shelf.
