Author's Note/Disclaimer: I am still writing my Twilight story, but it is kind of boring right now with no Cullens or Volturi, so this story is a way to fight that boredom. Fans of the Star Trek story should take the poll on my profile. I do not own the Vampire Diaries books, or show (obviously) and anything affiliated with them.
You Keep Me Coming Back for More Chapter 1Dear Diary,
Life in Mystic Falls never changed; everything was the same every day. Then they showed up and all of the sudden the Salvatore brothers, and Elena Gilbert are all anyone can talk about. Then there are the animal attacks that started to occur a year ago, a mountain lion is what the original theory was but I don't believe it. A small town usually means that everyone knows everything, but there are nothing rumours about the supernatural being alive and well. There has always been whispers about witches and vampires...that is a small town for you.
Then my aunt was killed. Suddenly the rumours seem to make sense; who would believe me anyway? A girl of seventeen telling the town that in fact there could be such a thing as vampires, because how else could my aunt be drained... all this coming from someone who is in fact a descendant of witches and has proof that she is one.
Right, that would definitely work. While I am at it I could show them how I can light candles at will and how they too can heal themselves & others with just their hands. My dad is still getting used to the fact that his wife and daughter are real blow-you-into-oblivion-witches. I shouldn't judge Elena, Stefan and whatever-his-name-is because the only person I talk to at school is Bonnie, Elena's friend. As it turns out her family and mine have a lot in common, except her magic skips a generation ours doesn't.
-Sarah Jamison
Sarah watched as she floated her diary to her bed side table, a little trick that she had learned. It took a fair bit of concentration at first, but now she could do it with no effort at all.
"What have I told you about levitating things for no reason?" her father said when he paused in her doorway.
"It freaks you out, and powers should only be used for good not for personal gain" Sarah said rolling her eyes, mortals.
"You forgot that it is just laziness, because everyone else in the world manages without gifts just fine," he said sitting on the corner of her bed. "You have to be careful where you use your gifts, it could be dangerous if the wrong people found out..."
"Call them my powers dad, cause that is what they are. You know that they are not gifts, you make it sound religious when you say that" Sarah said.
"They could be gifts from God, who knows but the Lord" her father said.
"Dad, I know the religious stuff gets you through this but I don't think God, if he exists, has anything to do with me being a witch. If you are looking for a religious figure that may be responsible try the flip side of the coin" Sarah said looking straight at her father. She watched the slow burn build up in him and his face turn to a shade of umber.
"Sarah Ann Jamison, if I ever hear you talk like that about our Lord I swear that your satanic ways will get out of here before your graduation and you'll never see your mother again" he said squeezing her arm until she cried out in pain. "Is that clear?"
"Yes, Sir; I have to go to school let go of my arm" Sarah said in a straight tone. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of getting to her.
"Good," her father said, squeezing her arm one last time.
Sarah's mother didn't know about these incidents, or at least she never asked. As long as Sarah's mother wasn't at the end of her father's anger, then she was fine. It wasn't that Sarah's mother was a bad person, just scared that even with her powers she couldn't protect herself and Sarah was always stronger than her mother.
"Bonnie, thank god" Sarah said, seeing her friend's car waiting for her by the road.
"Sarah, are you okay?" Bonnie asked, noticing that her friend was off. What she wouldn't tell Sarah is that she had a vision about what happened this morning.
"What did you see?" Sarah asked in a small voice looking at the floor of the car before hopping in.
"I am so sorry, Sarah. If only I had come sooner" Bonnie said earnestly.
"What is going on Bonnie?" Elena called from the backseat. Sarah had not even noticed her sitting there, which was hard to do because Elena's dark hair and brown eyes were unfortunately hard for anyone to miss; not because they were anything but generic, ...but it was Elena Gilbert. Of course nothing was special about Sarah's red hair and green eyes.
"Elena Gilbert? Did Bonnie invite you too?" Sarah said confused.
"I invited you and Bonnie to the boarding house, something strange is going on again and Bonnie swore that you could help us" Elena said.
"What did you tell her about my powers Bonnie?" Sarah demanded.
"I didn't tell her" Bonnie said.
"What powers? What are you? Are you like Bonnie?" Elena asked.
'Oh no, what do I say' Sarah thought. Should I tell her the truth?
"Well?" Elena pressed.
"I..." Sarah started to say.