Hello guys! So, this is my first fanfiction EVER, and I'm writting it with a friend. I'm Brazilian, so English is not my native language. So please, do not be shy on correcting me. I would love to know if you guys like the story, so a few reviews would be nice, hehehe. Enough with the talking. Let's read!

KATHERINE

I never imagined myself coming back to Mystic Falls, but whenever I thought about it, the reason was always the same. Stefan Salvatore. There has never been another reason, not even his brother, Damon. Stefan has always been my first and one true love. It is obvious that Damon was a charming, handsome and totally attractive, but to me the guy was Stefan. When I realized, was coming to this town, so small it made me bored. But it was worth it. I knew Stefan was back in town, and it was the necessary to get me back too. Arriving in Mystic Falls, I soon went to the Salvatore boarding house. Huge, as always. I heard Stefan's voice. He was talking to someone. And soon after I heard Damon's voice. Hmm... Damon. I always knew that if Stefan was back, he would come back too. My dear Salvatores, all for me, just like old times. Suddenly I heard nothing more. It seemed like the two were gone. I decided to go in anyway. I opened the door of the boarding house and saw no one. I entered, looked at the main room and nothing. They had really gone. I closed the door and went to the middle of the room. And that was when I heard that voice...

ELENA

I had spent the whole day with Stefan at his house. It was so good to be with him, he knew how to make me happy. We spent the day in his room, lying in bed kissing and making love. Happy for only being with each other. But it is clear that such happiness could not last much. In the late afternoon, Damon came home crying Stefan. Not seeing him in any other room in the house, he got into Stefan's room and saw us lying in bed, watching TV.

- Wow, what a beautiful sight! Now, Stefan, get up and come with me. - Damon said in a nervous tone.

- What happened? - Stefan asked in an annoyed and worried tone. He was tired of dealing with his brother's problems. That even though Damon was older, he looked like a teenager. Stefan pushed the sheets so I could cover myself and sat down, and I did the same, ignoring Damon's look in my body covered by the thin sheet.

- Get up and come with me. I will give you explanations on the way - I rolled my eyes, Damon was always SO bossy. He gave me a more edgy look, and Stefan an "if you do not come to me I will kill you." Realizing the nervousness of his brother, Stefan agreed.

- Alright! Meet you downstairs in two minutes.

- That's great! And oh, hello Gilbert... - he gave me another look, now sharper, full of happiness to see me be ashamed of the situation. After making me blush, he finally left the room and closed the door. Stefan looked at me and I saw in his eyes that he didn't want to leave me alone there. He leaned over, gave me a small kiss on the lips and turned to rise. He dressed quickly and went out of the room when he turned and looked at me.

- I promise to not take long. I'll see what Damon did this time and come back to stay with you. - he had sincerity in his eyes. I knew that if he could, he would not let me, but I also knew it bothered him to see his brother in that situation.

- Okay, take your time. I'll still be here waiting for you. - I said, as I gave him the most sincere smile I could. Of course I do not want him to go. I wanted Stefan here, lying with me in bed, but I would not be that selfish.

- I love you, Elena. - he said as he walked back to the bed and leaned to give me another kiss.

- Me too. - I answered simply. With this, Stefan left the bedroom and found Damon in the main room. I could hear them talking before going out. I let out a long sigh and got up from bed. Since I was alone at home, I curled myself up in Stefan's sheets and leaved the room. I went downstairs and was going to the kitchen when I heard the door slam. I returned to the hallway leading to the front door, and that was when I saw her. Of course I knew who she was, Stefan and Damon had told me everything about her. I also knew that she could be my twin sister since we were totally the same. And I already had seen her in a photograph from 1864, when they met. The only thing different between us was the hair. Hers was completely curly and mine was straight. She must not have noticed my presence, since she doesn't turned to where I was in the middle of the main room. I took a few more steps toward the room and stood behind her, but not too close.

- You must be Katherine .. - I said, trying not to show any reaction in my voice. Listening to what I said she turned and looked directly into my eyes. When her shock passed, she finally noticed my attire, or lack thereof. And her eyes scanned my body. I felt totally embarrassed.

- And you do not seem to be one bit surprised by that. - she said. Her voice was identical to mine, maybe a little more serious. A little bit husky, but it was beautiful. And probably she was referring to our likeness.

- No, I'm not. - and I really wasn't. But she seemed to be. I guess she did not expect to see me. Or should not even know of my existence, just the way she looked at me.

- Hmm... - she cocked her head to the side looking at me intensely.

- Stefan told me about you... About us... And our likeness. So... - I told her, blushing slightly because of the look she gave me. It was a curious look... And had desire too. She looked me up and down. From head to toe, making a pout.

- Of course he did. - and then she laughed. It was a charming laugh. Wait... WHAT!? It was my laughter and Katherine was a monster.

- What? What's the matter? - I asked in a doubtful tone.

- Stefan was never able to get me out of his head... - she said as she took light steps towards me, like a panther about to pounce. - You know, I always thought about it. If he really thought about me for all these years and... - she paused, stopping in front of me before proceeding. - Now that I met his new girlfriend, I'm sure the answer is yes. - with her so close to me I could tell. Detail by detail, thread by thread, we were identical. We could be the same person. The same eyes, the same nose, the same mouth... Wow, and how her mouth was beautiful. Hello, Elena!? Wake up! She looked at every inch of my face, and as I, she stopped at my mouth. And she stared longer than she should. Finally her eyes met mine and she smirked and I swear I heard her whisper "interesting". She raised her hand and put a finger in my face, stroking me softly.

- Stefan always loved this face... - she said as she ran her finger over my jaw line and went down... Then she grabbed and shook a bit my chin, went down to my neck, collarbone, shoulder... She licked her lips watching me intensely in the eyes. She dropped her finger down my arm. And surely realized that I was shivering... - And this body. - she stopped her hand on top of mine and after a few seconds removed it. I couldn't help but miss her fingers on my skin. Across the path she trod on my body, I felt shocks, as if everything in her was electric. And she felt it too as she gave me a satisfied smile. She licked her lips again and stepped back. Still looking me in the eyes she took a deep breath. She looked around as if looking for something. After not finding whatever she was looking for, she looked at me again, with a doubtful look.

- I assume that Stefan is busy now. - it was not a question. She ran her fingers pointing to empty Boarding House and stopped pointing at me.

- Yes, he's busy. - I didn't want to say where or with what. And then I realized that even I knew. She nodded and approached me again. My heart raced with fear that she could do anything to me. She knew that there was no one at home, and her vampiric hearing could grasp that they were not around. When she passed by me, her shoulder brushed on mine. She let out a small laugh when my heart raced. But to see her go towards the door gave me a relief. I almost sighed.

- Send a kiss to MY Stefan - she said, turning to me. That emphasis on "my" sickened me. She smiled and continued walking to the door. Probably she strutted like that on purpose because she knew I was looking. Our walk was different. She had more swing, a perfect pace. She had more confidence in herself, and of course that helped. And needless to mention how sexy she was, everything about her was inviting. Unlike me, Elena Gilbert. I kept watching her, standing like a statue in the same place, my mouth open as she disappeared from sight. And that was how I met Katherine Pierce.