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Peyton Anne EllieThe Vampire Diaries

The Masquerade

Vol. One: Grasped
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October 23rd, 2009
Dear Diary,

Whatever life had in store for me, I'd never
expected it to be like this! Today at school,
I went to Stefan's locker, like always, and he
looked...different. He dressed in nothing but
sweats and a jacket, I was sure that was it
cause when he bent down to pick up his books
from the bottom of his locker I could see inside
his jacket as it swayed down in front of him.
It was ilke the only reason why he came today
was because of me. Or the fact that he wanted
a healthy school record. I asked him if he was
okay, and he said he was fine. I knew not to
push the limits with him cause then he'd be
distant from me for a little while like I sometimes
did. He closed his locker and looked at me.
He said he really was fine, I guess I send out
a wave of re-questioning in my eyes which set
him off, and he walked away without a good-bye.
I hung there for a minute until Bonnie came running
up behind me, grabbing my arm and pulling me off to
class, but otherwise I would have stayed there for the
rest of the day, or at least until he returned for his
other books. After class I ran by, and he wasn't there.
I left and checked back all the way till the end of the
day, and when I went there after final bell, he
was a no show. I left sad, but invited Bonnie
and Meredith over to my house for a FridayNight Movie Fest! I rented a bunch of scary
movies for tonight! I got Stephen King's "IT",
Sam Ramsy's "Drag Me To Hell", and some other
ones that are old and new. Aunt Judith and Uncle,
which by the way got married one month ago tomorrow,
Bob are staying at a very nice hotel downtown for
there honeymoon, and they gave the house for the
s, including my little sister, and I to take care of
till they got back Sun. Aunt Judith already got the
approval from Bonnie's and Meredith's mom to stay
till Sun., and my sister convinced her friends mom,
along with Aunt Judith, to let her stay till Sun. morning.
Of course I have Stefan's cell number, but if he wasn't ok,
if he wasn't and just trying to pass by on what he wanted
to be, I didn't want to budge and intrude and make him do
something irrational. I guess I'll have to wait for his call or text...
...or just finally get the guts enough to do it myself!
~Elena

Elena Gilbert closed her diary, and put it under her pillow that was propping her up against the wall of the window seat she was sitting in.

"My god, Elena!" Meredith said, entering my room.

"We wondered where you were!" Bonnie added, coming in right behind Meredith.

Good thing I stopped writing. I thought. Otherwise I'd have to tell a long story...again!

"I'm sorry I just," My eyes flicked to the door as the doorbell rang. "I'll tell you in a minute," I said, got up, and ran down the stairs to the front door before the guest got all antsy and started ing me off by ringing the doorbell over and over.

"Hello?" I said, opening the door and I stopped, frozen. And there he was, the one that makes my dreams worth going to sleep extra early for, the one that makes me smile, the one that makes me feel safe and at home. The one that fills me with nothing but 100 joy.
Stefan.

"Elena," He said, his voice drowning all sound out.

"Stefan," I said, crossing my arms in the open doorway.

"Listen," He began, trying to come in, but I didn't move, so he stopped. "I'm sorry about today, and I realize you must be a little mad and definatly confused, but...I had something going on that was keeping myself to...well, myself." He tried to enter again, but with no success.

"Stefan," I moved the door till it was touching the wall. "Why don't you come in for a while, and we can talk in my room."

Stefan looked at me for a minute, and then entered slowly as if ready to jump back any second. He finally walked more normal as he passed me. I knew it was foolish of me to get all mad and upset over him not talking to me. I mean, being a pushy friend and being his shadow 24/7 could get annoying and split us up! So I decided to keep my pace steady and cool in the discussion coming up soon. I watched the back of his jacket, which by the way was the same one he wore today at school, along with the same sweats he still had on that swished under him as he walked. I followed him up the stairs and into my room where and shocked Meredith and Bonnie left the room, knowing we needed to be alone right now, and they gave me an approving smile with a -up as they passed me out my bedroom door.

"So," Stefan said as I closed the door behind me, and locking it that way no intruders. "What do you wanna' talk about?"

"I'm not sure..." I began, sitting back on the window seat, feeling the diary beneath the pillow as I pushed my bare feet against it. I swallowed a lump that just formed in my throat, hoping he wouldn't see it and ask what's in it. "But I do want to know something," He looked at me, taking a seat on my bed.

"And that is?" He asked.

"Why your'e wearing sweats and nothing but a jacket," I looked at him, afraid that'd he'd laugh and say its what normal people do. If there's one thing I knew about Stefan, it was his clothes and his personality, along with other things as well, but those were the top two.

And he didn't, smile I mean, his face just stayed the same, but I could tell he was looking for the right answer. Finally, he took a breath and looked past me and out the window where it started to rain. I couldn't help but notice that he really felt uncomfertable talking about this, but he knew he'd have to sooner or later. Right now would be the best. I thought, and it was as if he heard me, cause the next minute he was talking.

"This morning, I woke up to my alarm clock, as usual, and I felt...different! I mean, not sick different cause I never get sick," He kept his eyes to whatever held his attention outside. "But different as if...The world grew darker! Like something has died that made this world worth enjoying. I felt that little pinch of pain in my center, thinking that maybe something happened to you," He paused, choking back visible tears that he didn't try hiding. "I brushed that thought away, and I had to see you as soon as possible so I grabbed a jacket and slouching pants that you call sweats, and just headed out the door with my school stuff. I stopped by your house, hoping to catch you to see if you were home, but you weren't."

I couldn't stand this, I had to say something, otherwise he'd go insane with my silence till he finished. "Look, Stefan," I said, walking towards him. "I'm sorry," I put my head on his shoulder and he stood up then.

"No, it's fine. I mean I probably should have called before coming over and missing you. I checked my phone, and realized it was too late to go back home and change, so I just went to school like this." Stefan finished and I nodded, taking a quick glance at my diary I could barely see underneath the window chair pillow. "But the reason why I didn't talk much, was that what if something did happen to you? I couldn't stand the thought." He crossed my room, starting for the door.

"Wait!" I blurted out, and he stopped. "Don't, don't go," I got up and walked to him, stopping just a foot behind.

"It's okay, Elena, I need to go, your friends are waiting." Stefan said, and unlocked the door and walked out of my room. I followed him, sighing with relief he didn't read my diary, and caught up with him just as he got to the front door. I touched his shoulder, hoping he wouldn't explode in my face, and he didn't. He just stopped, standing still.

"It's fine, you can stay awhile, they don't mind," Speaking of Bonnie and Meredith, I thought as they popped up right behind Stefan and I.

"Yeah, we're totally cool with it!" Meredith agreed and I turned my head, giving her a leave-us-alone-for-a-moment-please look. They nodded and went back into the living room.

"No," He opened the door and took a step onto the porch, my hand sliding down his back. "I'll call you later." And with that, he was gone. He climbed into his car, backed out of my driveway, and headed down the road without a word. No goodbye, no hug, no kiss.

I stood in the doorway, cold and teary eyed. I closed the door as his back head lights disappeared around a bend in the road, and went back upstairs to put my diary away. Plus I wanted some time alone to either wipe the tears away, or just let the tears flow. Either way, Stefan Salvatore is on my mind. And I bet I'm on his.
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