Jayne 1864

It was 1864 and I was beautiful.

Life was perfect in my world. I had the world wrapped around my little finger, and everything was the way I wanted it. I could have anything and everything that I ever wanted. I was engaged, to the one and only flawless boy in the world: Stefan Salvatore.

He was tall, dark, and unbelievably handsome. His eyes were the most pure olive color I had ever seen, and his hair was the warmest shade of brown.

I was wearing the best clothes, associating myself with only the best, and I was walking around Mystic Falls like I owned the place. Hell, back then, I probably did.

I was lucky, everyone knew it. I was perfect, everyone saw it. My life was one that could not get better.

That was, until she came back.

Her name was Katherine. She was dark and beautiful. She had been sent away the summer before for "bad behavior." There were rumors everywhere about what her behavior included, but back in 1864, it was easy to be sent away. She was staying with her Uncle Klaus, or so the rumors said.

When she left she was plain; something the boys would never look twice at. She was flirty, and the boys thought it was cute, but in the way that they might find their own relative cute.

When she came back, something was different about her. She stood with confidence, pride, honor. Suddenly she was the girl whom every guy wanted; she was the perfect one. Everyone noticed the difference; everyone saw how magnificent she was.

And then, after she took everything from me, she told me what it was that changed her.

Katherine Peirce told me she was a vampire.