Chapter 1: No More Words
You could hear her heart beating faster. The close they were to their destination the more her body was shaking. She couldn't understand why they had to move now. She was done high school almost was she not? Moving in the middle of school year, January. She'd miss Paris and the way people were. She'd miss her friends but that's not her life anymore. This is. Mystic Falls, population: 6278 people.
Originally she thought her parents were joking about the move to US and particularly this small town pretty much nowhere near anything that could interest her. She was the daughter of a Isaac Emile Moreau and Lucia Rossi. Her mother held Italian heritage and was forever a gentle caring woman. She was a nurse back home in Paris and often worked the graveyard shifts. Her father was a different type of cocoa. He closely worked with French designers as a stage manager for runway shows. Perhaps that is why she was so fashion –inspired along with her younger sister Elise Moreau who was just a fifteen year old high school student all pepped up for the new life ahead of them.
Her name, the first-born daughter of Lucia and Isaac Moreau is Amelle Moreau. Freshly turned nineteen years old, she pushed her long brown hair back as she stared out of the taxi window. They were here, far away from her love, Paris. France. She stands 5'7' with a killer body which was adorned in the latest fashion from Paris.
The taxi stopped and her parents happily got out as well as her younger sister in pure excitement and joy. She rolled her eyes and put on back her oversized sunglasses and spoke," papa… are you serious? Can't we just go back?" as she stared at the manor. Yes it was European style as she was used to but this wasn't home. It wasn't Paris. Her father looked at her sternly," Amelle! Enough you'll love it in no time trust me". "Waaah, it's so pretty…!" Her younger sister bellowed out of excitement and ran inside. Perhaps she could give this place a chance. With defeat she entered the house along with her mother who smiled blissfully," well it's no Europe but I guess it will have to do". Amelle looked at her mother and spoke,' maman, I hope this was in the end a good idea". Her mother smiled softly and kissed her daughter's forehead,"In time we'll know daughter".
Morning
6:53AM
Jet lag
Massive jet lag
Amelle's body was moving on its own towards the bathroom's shower as her mind was still having the quite deep sleep. As she turned on the water she let out a piercing scream waking up everybody in the household. "Merde! l'eau stupide! si froid!" came from Amelle's mouth as the cold water hit her body. "Don't drown", Elise giggled as she was curling her light brown hair. Amelle spoke up," Thanks little sister. Why am I the only one affected with this jet lag?"
Elise smiled as she set down the curling iron," Because that's your payment for being so negative about this new place. I find it rather great and extraordinary. Finally I'll know what it's like to live like an American teenager. All those proms and cute boys…"she kept going on. Amelle rolled her eyes, as she kept showering," What about Gaspard?"
Gaspard was her boyfriend from Paris. They weren't much of a big deal but still, they were boyfriend and girlfriend. Elise saddened, "I caught him cheating on me the day before we left". "oh…." Amelle spoke washing her hair,"I'm sorry I didn't know". Elise stared at the mirror as she finished up,"It's ok. I'll see you downstairs ok?" and she headed out. Amelle sighed and finished up her shower. As she got dressed up with her hair all loose and her school bag on her shoulder she took a bite of a bagel and spoke,"Good morning mother, I hope you have a joyous day". Mom just looked at her with a smile," Well aren't you chipper this morning? Why you in such a good mood?" Amelle grinned," I've decided I'll give this place a chance. It can't be that bad now can it?" Mom smiled and hugged her daughter,"That's my girl". Elise came in through the backdoor," Amelle we gotta go or we'll be late". Amelle nodded and waved bye to her mother and headed off.
She was staring down at her school schedule.
Math
History
Lunch
English
P.E
Well that didn't seem too bad. She loved P.E and History so she grinned and headed off to her first class. As she entered the classroom she found an empty spot beside a brown haired girl who smiled. "Hi you must be new. I'm Elena", the girl spoke. Amelle smiled back happily,"Hi I'm Amelle..Yeah I just moved here", as she sat down beside Elena. Elena smiled at her,"Where are you from?" Amelle smiled,"Paris,, so this is a little different for me". Elena smiled at her," That is great. Usually we just get here people from different states…. Not continents. You seem like a good person". Amelle smiled,"Thanks…. You too".
It was after school. Amelle was smiling as she was hanging in the parking lot with Elena's friends. She was surprised how nice to her Elena was and the others as well. Well all except Caroline Forbes. Bonnie was Elena's best friend and Stefan was Elena's boyfriend. There was something odd about Stefan but she didn't let that bother her.
"So you're the Frenchie girl? Did France kick you out?" Caroline asked harshly. Bonnie spoke up," hey now no need to be mean". Caroline ignored her and just glared down on Amelle. Amelle sighed and murdered a couple swear words in French under her nose. Stefan heard it and chuckled slightly. Amelle then looked up and spoke,"I don't see why I should explain myself to you", and she walked away. Elena yelled after her,"Hey Amelle! Call me later ok?" Amelle turned around and smiled,"sure". Wow first day over.