Oh I know I'm so dead, I'm dead for starting another FF and I'm dead for doing a Vampire Diaries FF with a twin. Oh I know it's been done a million times. I just happen to me one of those readers that enjoy that idea. So I decided to make my own. I do hope you like it. This idea has been on my mind since season 2 ended and with the return of the show I find myself acting on my idea. Let me know what you think won't ya? R&R

Ninny xox

I drove down the tarmac, windows down and radio turned up and I was belting out the tunes, even though I haven't got a note. I was alone on the dark highway, there was no one to talk to and my singing was keeping me company until my phone rang.

"Hellooo?" I answered, you would swear I sounded drunk as I said it.

"Hey Erin, where are you? You said you would be here by now." Elena's voice was on the other end, I rolled my eyes, I should of checked caller ID before I answered.

"I said that but traffic's a bitch." I lied through the phone, I actually overslept that morning, it wasn't my fault though, my roommate dragged me to a party in town and I meant to only stay for a while but I couldn't help myself. I love a good party. Plus I had the worst hangover this morning.

"You missed dinner." She was trying to make me hurry by tempting me with food. "And dessert..." Dessert didn't sound that great.

"What's wrong Elena? Forget how to scoop the ice-cream again." Now I was just teasing. That was my job as older sister anyway, well older by two minutes. Elena and I, we're twins and I seriously mean twins. Other than are completely different personalities we are alike in every way. Well up until we were fourteen and I decided to chop all my hair off, myself. Our mom freaked when she saw me and since then I've been rocking the pixie cut.

"Hahaha," She said sarcastically down the phone.

"No seriously what's wrong? Bonnie and Stefan getting along a little too well?" I teased again.

"No, Caroline showed up with his obnoxious brother."

"Ohhh, family drama, I'll be there five minutes." I laughed.

"Seriously, when are you getting here?" Elena, impatient as always.

"I'm about fifteen minutes away so I'll see you then."

"Alright, hurry up, bye."

It felt really weird coming home, I hadn't been back since my parents' passing and frankly I didn't stay that long either. I went to the funeral, stayed for a week and said my good byes to them, I thought if I went back to school as soon as possible I'd be fine, but I was wrong. Grief affects everyone differently, and my grief was catching up on me. After about a month of falling into this apathetic state I decided I needed to go home. My art was suffering from it and if I didn't leave boarding school, I just going to be kicked out. For the past two years I've been attending a boarding school that was for youths gifted with the arts. I wouldn't call myself gifted but I love it there. It was all art, all the time. That was probably going to be the biggest thing I was going to miss other than dorm life. Now I was going to be attending normal high school again and art will return to that one class of bliss followed by continuous boredom. I think the only other class I was looking forward to was history and I was praying I didn't have Mr. Tanner again. That guy hates my guts and has tried everything to get me into trouble. The fact I am great at history kills him. He tries to grade me as low as possible but he can't drop me lower than a B.

I eventually got to my house I got weird pit forming in my stomach. Nothing had changed. Inside me I was still expecting to walk into that house and see my mum cooking dinner with Elena and my dad watching the game with Jeremy. But I would never be welcomed home by that sight ever again. I felt my eyes start to tear up and I took a deep breath and pushed back the tears. I looked at myself in the mirror, my make up was fine. I puffed my spiky hair and smiled at myself. I was fine, I was home and here is where I was going to find my muse again.

I reluctantly walked up to my house, took another deep breath and knocked on my door. I let the air out of lungs slowly as the door opened, but it caught in my chest when I didn't see Elena at the door. Nor Jenna or Jeremy.

Instead of being met my family, there was a complete stranger at the door, in my house. May I just a add a scrumptiously hot stranger at that. He had thick black hair like a ravens feather, it looked multicoloured in the light of the porch, he was tall and looked about early twenties. He leaned on the door looking rather lazy but he stared at me with luminous turquoise eyes.

At first he greeted me with an alluring smirk but as soon as he got a good look at me he stood up straight and started glaring at me.

"Eh, hi there." I decided to break his unnerving silence as he looked at me like I was a ghost or a zombie.

"Have I got the wrong house or something?" Suddenly wondering if I pulled up to the neighbours house. I looked at the number on the house. Nope, right house. He just kept on staring at me.

"Erin!" I heard my sister's voice squeal from behind him and she pushed her way past him and wrapped me in a suffocating hug.

"Hey sis." I greeted awkwardly. If you haven't noticed by now I'm not the touchy, feely, hugging type. I stood there uncomfortably until she was done.

"Come in, come in." She pulled me by the arm into the living room.

"Okay, okay." I replied mocking her tone.

For the next ten minutes I was hugged and strangled and greeted by Bonnie and Caroline. I made small talk with them and then Elena's latest boyfriend introduced himself.

"Hi, I'm Stefan." Now things were getting interesting, he had sandy brown short hair. He had deep green eyes and was well built. I could understand what Elena saw in him. He shook my hand gently. He was hot but he wasn't my type.

"Hmm, the infamous Stefan, I have heard much about you." I laughed.

"Oh you have." That made him happy to hear looking at my sister. Dear god this was one of those mushy romantic flirting moments and I was in the middle as they had eye sex with each other.

"So Elena, you never told me you had a twin." The deep silvery voice came from the living room entrance, the tall handsome guy had stood there the whole time, watching the meet and greets.

"Theres a lot of things I've never told you Damon." Ohh I could tell Elena did not like this guy one but and by the process of elimination I concluded this was Stefan's horrible older brother. Clearly Elena failed to mention how sexy he was. Elena seems to forget to mention a lot of important details.

"The resemblance is uncanny." He said taking at seat by Caroline across the couch, he didn't take his eyes off of me. I rolled my eyes, here we go on the twin parade and that's when I decided to ditch.

"Hey Elena, any left overs?" I asked.

"In the oven, still warm." She replied

"Thank god, I'm starving." Which I was.

I leaped of the couch and went straight for the kitchen. I ate my dinner happily alone and when I was done I decided to start unloading my car but before I began I decided to have a little treat. Everyone was in the living room chatting, I gently tip toed across the living room with out being noticed. Well almost unnoticed. Damon caught me, I put my fingers up to lips in a shushing gesture. He didn't say anything so I snuck out the door silently.

I pulled the smokes out of my pocket and lit one up. I sat down on the porch step and let the nicotine calm me. When I had just hit my peak of relaxation I was quickly returned to reality by the shock of a honeyed voice from behind me.

"So here is where the real differences lie." I nearly spat the cigarette out of my mouth but I held onto it with my teeth. I turned around to see Damon looking down on me. I was relieved. I thought it had been my sister. I rolled my eyes at him for the second time tonight and turned back around to face the lawn.

"You finished with your analysis?" I questioned taking a drag.

"You know smoking is very bad for you." He ignored my question purposely, I heard him move behind me. I peaked around to see him leaning on the porch pillar. Great, he was making himself comfortable.

"Gee really? I had no idea" I said over enthusiastically.

"Not happy to be home?" He questioned lightly.

"No, I'm glad I'm home, just gonna take a while to adjust back, haven't been home in a while."

"Where were you?" I turned my head blowing smoke out of my lungs. What was with all the questions.

"I was at boarding school." I replied bored by the conversation. I couldn't tell if he was bored too or if he was just deep in thought. I could tell though that he was intrigued by me, probably because he didn't think there was two Elenas.

"So, why have I heard nothing but bad about you?" I asked him, he didn't seem as bad as Elena made him out to be on the phone last night.

"My brother and I don't get on very well." He didn't say why so I didn't push any further.

I tried to enjoy the rest of my smoke. He didn't say anything for a while so I finished my ciggy and through it onto the damp evening grass. I realised that my car keys were still in the house so I got up silently and headed for the door but he suddenly blocked my way.

"Move it." I said irritated. I looked him straight in the eyes and found myself getting lost in them.

"Why are you here?" He interrogated in a serious voice. All traces of humour gone.

"I was failing school." I spoke before I could even process his question.

"Why were you failing?"

"No muse, no art." What was wrong with me I couldn't stop myself from speaking, it just blurted out of me like word vomit.

"Why is your hair short?" Well that was a stupid question.

"I hated being identical to Elena." What the fuck? This was getting out of hand. I wanted to walk away so badly but I couldn't. I couldn't look away from his eyes. His gaze had me trapped where I stood and I was helpless.

"Am I sensing an identity crises?" He jeered. Oh god, what was wrong with me?

"Is everything alright out here?" A male voice came from behind Damon. He turned his head to follow it and our eye contact broke. I was free. I blinked a few times because my vision was blurred slightly but I could see Stefan in the door way. I now completely approved of this boy.

"Yep, Erin and I were just getting acquainted." Damon crowed innocently. Yeah right, more like he was interrogating me.

"You okay Erin?" Stefan asked me directly.

"Yeah I'm fine" I reassured him happily. I walked past Damon and Stefan while they eye fucked each other and went to get my keys from the kitchen. Elena, Bonnie and Caroline were cleaning up so I decided to help and get the latest gossip of Mystic Falls from Caroline.

I didn't find out anything very interesting. Elena had told me pretty much everything over the phone. Bonnie's witch heritage, Matt's sulking, Tyler and Jeremy's spat over Vicki. I still couldn't get over Vicki and my little brother. It was just so weird. Vicki is one my best friends and I knew she was just going to cause more trouble between Jer and Tyler.

When everyone had left I decided to stay up for when Jeremy got home. I was just hanging up some of my paintings when I heard him tread up the stairs. I heard his door slam and I was quite insulted I didn't get a hello. I knocked on his door but there was no answer. I decided to open the door, he was collapsed on his bed. His room stank of the familiar pungent smell of weed.

"Hey, don't I even get a hello?" I asked softly sitting on his bed. He didn't reply.

"Jeremy? You okay?" I asked worried now. How drunk or stoned was he?

"I'm fine, leave me alone." That was harsh.

"That's a nice welcome home." I commented insulted.

"Just leave me alone Erin, it's what your good at anyways." Ouch, that one really hurt. I had nothing to reply so I left, hurt by his honesty. He was never going to forgive me.

When I finally got into bed that night after I had a long shower, I could not hold back the tears any longer. I silently sobbed into my pillow, like I did every night, since my parents died. Tonight was no different, accept with the added guilt of not being there for my little brother, who now hated me. I felt like the worst person in the world. Sometime later I tired myself out as usual and slipped into an exhausted sleep.

As I slept I had the weirdest dream. I dreamt I was in bed, which wasn't very creative, until someone walked into my room. In the dim light I could see it was Damon, his shirt was off and he walked over to me silently, his turquoise eyes were locked on me. His chest looked like it was chiseled from stone. Even though he had thin tall frame, he was ripped.

He said nothing as came over to me and sat on my bed gently. He pushed my bangs out of my face and very slowly he brought his face closer to mine. He was so beautiful it took my breath away. He brushed his lips of mine so lightly and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest so hard from his touch. His lips were so soft and I found myself running my fingers through his soft dark hair. His kiss deepened and he roughly pushed me down on to the bed. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he began moving his lips along my jaw line. He began kissing my neck, a shiver ran up my spine and I could feel his kiss vibrate around my body until he suddenly stopped.

He came up from my neck and ran the back of his hand along my cheek. He put a finger over his lips and made a soft shushing noise. I was really confused until his eyes suddenly changed.

In an instant he became completely feral. The whites of his eyes turned red. His teeth became long and jagged and a wild hiss came from him . Before I could scream he moved suddenly to my neck and as he plunged his teeth into my skin.

And then I woke up. Screaming.