Prologue- Italy 1819
Jacqueline's Point of View
I was walking down the long dirt path that led up the Salvatore's house. When I knocked on the ornate front door, a tall man wearing a suit opened it.
"Are Damon and Stefan home?" I asked the man. He looked at me and nodded.
"Yes, Miss Jacqueline, they are," He said in a gravel-like voice, "Would you like me to fetch them for you?"
"Yes, thank you, Mr. Salvatore," I said smiling sweetly. Just the week before, I had been severely scolded for not talking politely to my elders. I was very ill-mannered, or rather; I just didn't see the point in all the formality. He nodded in approval at my forced manners and walked into the house to fetch Damon and Stefan. They were Mr. Salvatore's two sons and my best friends since we were much younger. Damon and I were both 21, and Stefan was 18. Damon and I were similar in many ways. We were both reckless and tended to pick fights with almost everyone. Stefan, on the other hand, was he complete opposite. He was wise for his age, even wiser than Damon and I, and he was smart and always minded his manners.
Just then Mr. Salvatore came down the long staircase with the two boys. "Hello, Jacqueline." Stefan said smiling. I returned the smile.
"Hey, Jackie," Damon said as we stepped off of his porch and onto his lawn. I smiled at my nickname. "What are we going to do today?"
I shrugged and Damon and I both looked at Stefan. "Maybe we can go for a walk in the woods?" He said gesturing to the huge forest behind him and Damon's house.
I had never been allowed inside of that house. I wasn't sure if it was because my mother had been accused and killed of witchcraft, or if it was because I wasn't a respectable young lady as Mr. Salvatore would want me to be. I didn't take it personally though, because the accusations against my mother were false. The town of course didn't think that. Recently, though, rumors had been going around that I was a witch as well. The idea was absurd, but I knew that my odd personality would not help prove my innocence.
My mother was killed only three years ago, and Damon and Stefan were the only people that would talk to me after that. The only reason I hadn't been killed already was that Stefan and Damon had practically begged Mr. Salvatore to put in a good word for me. After a while Mr. Salvatore had given in only after they had begged for hours nonstop. I was forever grateful to the Salvatore family for that.
Stefan, Damon, and I started walking to the woods laughing and teasing each other the whole way. As soon as we stepped passed the first tree in the woods, an odd sensation washed over me. It felt like that feeling you get when someone is watching you but you can't see them. I asked the guys if they felt it too, but they looked at me like I was crazy so I dropped it. We were in the middle of the forest when it started raining, or more like pouring. A loud clap of thunder followed my lighting made me jump, and I laughed at the absurdity of being scared of a little storm. Damon saw me jump and laughed as well, but Stefan pretended he hadn't seen so as not to embarrass me. Just then a figure stepped out of the darkness behind a tree.
"Jacqueline Heidi Greene, You are accused of witchcraft and are under arrest," The figure said.
Oh cliffy! I know cliffhangers stink, but I really need reviews and this is the only way that I will get them sorry! But reviews are desperately needed! Thank for reading! I have another story on here about the Vampire Diaries and Twilight. It is called "Lena Salvatore" and is about Damon and Stefan's sister falling in love with Alec. I would like you to check that out too!
-Bailey