Little sister

Chapter 1

Today started off lousily, not how I wanted my week to begin. Stefan came multiple times into my room to wake me but for some reason none of his wake up calls even caused me to blink. So he called Damon to come and get me out of bed.
"Ava, get up you're late", Damon bellowed. I'm pretty sure even the dead stirred in their graves. With a start I jumped outta bed and groggily made my way to get ready for school. Damon came up to my room again, but this time ten times more irritated,"Avalon!!! What is it that you are doing? You are going to be extremely late for school and I will by no means tolerant another complaint from school about your tardiness".
"Damon take a chill pill. You can't rush perfection", I sassed back. He replied with annoyance laced in voice,"Well get your perfect little ass downstairs or else you...". Let's just say that his loose threat was incentive to quicken up the pace. I huffed passed him and stomped down the stairs and sat at the table where I gobbled down my breakfast and gathered my things, Stefan called out to Damon that we were leaving but it wouldn't be a proper goodbye if Damon didn't leave me with his mundane warnings, "I don't want to be called by your school again, or so help me Ava". I nodded, kissed him on the cheek and scurried to the car. 
Just my typical normal morning!

Well... as typically normal as you could consider it to be whilst living with hundreds of years old vampire brothers and in a town filled with witches, werewolves, doppelgängers, vampires and the occasional hybrid. Sometimes I'd be happy to a plain old human, other times I ached to be more special but my brothers would hear none of that. Years of begging and pleading lead me no where. I vaguely remember the numerous times I tried to get Damon or Stefan to turn me into a vampire; however, none of my futile attempts succeeded; until I took things to the next step when I decided to waltz right on the road in front of a car, boy oh boy! That was one of the worst decisions of my life.

To begin with the repercussions of being literally smashed by a car were beyond painful and then to add to that I had to face the wrath and fury of my two irked brothers. The weeks preceding that were jam packed with disappointed stares and glares, constant reminders of my stupid behaviour, a grounding that lasted for like forever and a series of spanking leaving my butt sore! Let's just say they were beyond pissed. And I learned my lesson. There were many reason why my brothers didn't want to turn me and although I didn't see eye to eye with them I decided to leave it be, for my butts sake at the least.

Now you might be wondering 'how did Damon and Stefan get a little sister?' Well that's a long story for another day, but to give you the gist of it- it included a whole lot of witches and a hella dramatic death.