The Vampire Diaries

Pilot

For over a century, I have lived in secret; hiding in the shadows, alone in the world. Until now. I am a vampire. And this is my story.

"An hour's drive to hear that crap. You know, it wasn't even a band. A guy with a guitar. An hour each way."

"He wasn't that bad."

"He sounded like James Blunt."

"What's wrong with that?"

"We already have a James Blunt. One's all we need."

"So why did you come?"

"Because I love you."

"Nicely done. What's with all the fog?"

"It'll clear in a second."

"Watch out!" It was too late. They'd already hit the woman.

"Are you okay?"

"We just hit someone! Oh my god!"

"Call for help." The man got out of the car, kissing his girlfriend quickly on her cheek.
"Please be alive! Oh, my god-" He was cut off by the woman sitting up, biting into his neck.

"There's no signal!" She got out of the car, looking around. "Darren! Darren?" She runs before she's dragged from behind.

The Vampire Diaries

Shawn stood on the roof of the Jauregui Boarding House. "I shouldn't have come home. I know the risk. But I had no choice. I have to know her." He jumped off the roof.

Across town Camila sat in her room, writing in her diary.

Dear diary, today will be different. It has to be. I will smile, and it will be believable. My smile will say 'I'm fine, thank you.' 'Yes, I feel much better.' I will no longer be the sad little girl who lost her parents. I will start fresh, be someone new. It's the only way I'll make it through.

Walking downstairs into the kitchen, she smiled at her aunt.

"Toast. I can make toast."

"It's all about the coffee, Aunt Selena."

"Is there coffee?" Zayn asked, sitting down at the kitchen table.

"It's your first day of school and I'm totally unprepared. Lunch money?" Selena says, shaking her head at Zayn.

Camila smiled at her aunt. "I'm good."

"Anything else? A number two pencil? What am I missing?"

"Don't you have a big presentation today?" Camila asked, trying to distract her.

"I'm meeting with my thesis advisor at... now. Crap!"

"Then go. We'll be fine. You okay, Zayn?"

"Don't start."

Camila sighed before she stood up, seeing Normani's car parked in her driveway. "Bye."

"Hey, Mila." Normani says as Camila got in the car, driving off. "So Grams was telling me I'm psychic. Our ancestors were from Salem, witches and all that, I know, crazy, but she's going on and on about it, and I'm like, put this woman in a home already! But then I started thinking, I've predicted so much... Mila! Back in the car."