An: A little sister? To Stefan &' Damon? How unique! ... Not really, but if you like my story then give it a review. Thanks.

Makenzie Salvatore

Chapter 1. The 'L' Word

Mystic Fall's still reeks of boredom even now in the twenty-first century. The only difference between now and, 1864, is that people wear really trashy clothes and, drive super expensive cars.

The sign still said the exact same thing: Welcome to Mystic Fall's, Virginia. More like: Welcome to Hell.

I hate Mystic Fall's and, I hate Stefan for forcing me back here after over one hundred years because he wants to pursue a relationship with a girl that looks exactly like his ex-vampire-girlfriend.

Katherine Pierce.

The reason I'm stuck eternally being a fourteen- two days away from being fifteen -year old vampire.

It's rather meticulous to have to repeat high school over and, over and, over again. But, I've got a slight advantage over the other students... Being that I lived through most of the History we're learning.

History class with Mr. Tanner sucks, and, is probably the worst class of the day. The only thing that makes it worth it, is getting to see him.

Jeremy Gilbert.

He's Elena's little brother and, exactly fifteen years old and, a Freshman just like me.

Every time I see him, it's like I'm back in 1864 with Justin Gilbert, John's nephew. Jeremy even kind of looks like him.

Just like Stefan is looking for a replacement girlfriend, I'm looking for a replacement boyfriend... But, I'd never let Stefan know that.

He'd kick my ass if he knew I was event thinking about dating someone, it's amazing I ever kept Justin a secret.

Damon found out near the end of my human life, when he was on leave, and, was royally pissed... But, after taking his anger out on my backside, he got over it.

That's one of the reasons I hate having grown up in 1864.

Damon practically raised me and, took care of all punishments for me... So, he was the one who whipped my butt when I got into trouble.

And, he still does.

Which is why I'm glad he's not here right now, because I'd be in major trouble if he knew what I was doing.

"Makenzie." I was pulled from my daze as Jeremy said my name.

"Yes?" I asked, clearing my throat.

"I was asking if you could tell me about yourself."

Smiling, I said. "Jeremy... There isn't much to know. I mean... Look at me. I'm, well me. And, I'm not very.-"

He cut me off. "Look, I'm looking at you right now Kenzie. And, you know what I see?" He asked, lifting my chin up to see my green eyes.

"I see a beautiful girl."

I smiled, blushing. "Jeremy. You don't have to try and, console me."

"I'm not. Just, tell me a little bit about you. Or, let's play 20 Questions. Okay?"

I nodded, that sounded fair, at least I got to learn about him too. "Where are you from?" He asked, starting the game off.

"Fell's Church, Virginia... And, you?"

"Mystic Fall's, Virginia."

Laughing, I rolled my eyes. "Same thing."

"Alright. Alright. Do you have any siblings?"

Great. The ever so awkward siblings question. "Yep. I have two older brothers. I already know you have a sister, Elena. My youngest older brother has a thing for her." I said, smirking.

Jeremy laughed. "Good. Maybe someone can keep her busy so she'll stay out of my life."

We just gazed at each other and, for a moment we were the only two people in the world, stuck in a trans like state.

Both of us leaned in to kiss when... Ring. Ring. Ring.

"Damn it." Jeremy swore, and, I was just as pissed off as he was.

I fished my red cell phone out of my pocket and, flipping it open. "What?" I snapped.

"Come home." Stefan's voice said, and when the line went off.

Chills pricked at my skin and, I tried to stay as calm as possible.

I sighed. "I've got to go. Thanks for tonight. I'll see you Monday."

"See you Monday." Jeremy said, disappointment in his voice.

When I got home, I heard two voices talking in harsh whispers... But, one distinctive voice stood out.

Damon's.

I headed towards them and, sighed. "Great. You're back." I mumbled, intertwining one of my arms with Stefan's for a moment.

He let me hug him for a minute and, untangled me from his body. "Someone's gotten brave." Damon mocked, ruffling my hair.

My cheeks heated up and, I glared at him. "You're here because?" I asked, annoyance evident in my voice.

"I promised Stefan an eternity of misery and, I missed you. Figured I might as well kill two birds with one stone." Damon answered, shrugging.

I rolled my eyes and, started to walk off. "Whatever. Stef, I'll be in the house. Let me know when you take care of the unwelcome guest."

Stefan laughed and, I knew he was smirking at Damon, whom I was royally pissed with.

My resentment towards Damon was due to the fact that he left me alone with Stefan for the past fifteen years.

In the fifteen years he was gone, Stefan and, I grew a bit closer.

The dynamics of our relationships were kind of strange.

Stefan was always three years older than me and, sometimes protected me from Damon when he picked on me, although, most of the time they both picked on me.

Damon protected me from... Other things.

I looked like Stefan, and, acted like both of my brothers.

But, everyone always said I acted like Damon.

Aside from my personality being like Damon's, my interests were more like Stefan's, as I enjoyed reading, writing, and, drawing.

It wasn't really a contest as of who was my favorite, Stefan was my favorite brother, but I considered Damon more of a Dad than a brother.

After getting into my room and, letting the door close, I flopped down on my bed and, yelled into my pillow.

Why now? Just when everything was starting to make sense... Just when I was starting to feel alive again.

Jeremy sparked something inside of me I haven't felt since I was a human.

I never used the 'L' word... Not even to my brothers, I just didn't feel like it meant anything.

But, Jeremy gave me hope that the 'L' word was real.

That it meant something.

This story will be updated sporadically.