This is my first time uploading a story to Fanfic so i'm sorry if they're any mistakes in my writing. I'd really appreciate it if you could leave helpful and positive comments. I'm not very good at opening stories so this first chapter might seem a little slow and boring. But i've got good ideas for this, and I hope you will like it.

I do not own the Vampire Diaries but I do own my OC Celeste and any others that I have created and are not on the TV show.

Chapter One.

Celeste POV:

'I'm so glad you're here sis, you can stay as long as you want' Jenna rambled on as we unpacked my suitcases in the spare bedroom. It felt so good to be back in Mystic Falls, but at the same time terrifying. We both still missed Miranda; us three musketeers wouldn't be together again.

'How are things Jen? Don't lie to me either' I implored and fixed us both a hot mug of cocoa.

'Fine I guess. Elena and Jeremy are doing great in school'.

'That's not what I meant'.

Her big honeysuckle brown eyes crumbled as they began to water ' I still can't believe she's gone sis'.

'I don't think any of us can; it'll take time' I reassured and tipped the rest of my cocoa down the sink.

After a few hours of endless chatting I heard the door open and close. Elena walked into the living area with a handsome young man with short golden brown hair, brown eyes and compared to me, a very tall figure.

'Aunt Celeste?' Her tall skinny frame bounded over to me, I stood to meet her and we embraced.

'Yeah honey' I coughed when she took the breath out of me, I pulled away to look up at her and smile ' You've grown so much since I last saw you' I accused with a giggle.

'And you're still the same little midget' Elena laughed and turned to the boy standing politely in the doorway ' Stefan this is my Aunt Celeste, Celeste this is my boyfriend Stefan'.

'Nice one' I whispered in her ear and I saw Stefan suppress a laugh as if her heard what I said.

'Is Jeremy staying at Bonnie's house this weekend?' Jenna and Elena quickly conversed.

We'd arrived at the grill around seven to get a meal. I'd changed into a sleeveless black dress that ended halfway down my thighs; a pair of heeled ankle boots, and leaving my long silver hair to fall to my waist. Elena and Jenna had changed too, both wearing knee length strapless dresses: Jenna's was a sea green colour and Elena's was pastel pink. Cute memories resurfaced when the waiter Matt took our order, he'd remembered me from when I used to live here. The meal would take about twenty minutes to arrive so I offered to get us all drinks.

'I'll have two white wines, a beer and a glass of bourbon' I leaned against the bar.

'Up for a drinking comp?' A deep sexy voice called from a few seats down. I looked at him wearily to see the most gorgeous man with dark shaggy hair, dark eyes, clad in black smiling devilishly.

'As much as I' love to I'm here with my family and a friend'. He looked over to the table where I'd come from and raised an eyebrow 'You know my brother Stefan?'.

Stefan's brother? I hardly see a resemblance. 'Not exactly, we met about an hour ago'. The barman served the drinks and I paid and tipped way too much. Stefan's brother cam over and took two of the drinks 'I'll come and join you'. Before I could object he was already at the table sitting in the seat opposite mine. ''Those brothers seem a little odd'' My mind muttered. I retook my seat and handed Stefan his drink. Jenna's face had turned sour – I guessed she didn't like his brother.

'What are you doing here Damon?' Stefan asked with clear annoyance.

'Having a lovely drink with my dear brother and friends' He smirked and shrugged out of his leather jacket, this allowed his defined muscles to be shown through a short sleeved tee. He obviously knew he was attractive , and shown it off gladly.

'So then, who do I have the pleasure of meeting?'Damon asked in my directing. Worried glances arose between Elena and Stefan, I don't know why but it seemed they didn't want him around me.

'I'm Celeste, Jenna's younger sister and Elena's Aunt' I outstretched my petite pale palm to Damon. My hand practically buzzed when he grasped ad shook it; as if I'd been electric-shocked. He obviously felt it too and pulled away with blinding speed.

September 9th, Friday.

Ever since last night my body has felt so unbelievably lost in itself. The walls have caved in and I feel as if my nervous system is not longer in tune. When he held my hand for that brief moment; I knew my life would never be the same again. I can't understand why my mind won't erase that moment and remove all traces of his face. This has never happened before; he's probably already forgotten who I am. So why can't I forget him?