Mystic Falls,
1862.
A young blonde sat parallel to the two older boys infront of the chair that she was occuping. Ofcourse she couldn't help but let her big-emerald eyes catch the curious glances from the youngest of the two boys, who was sending her a awfully friendly smile her way. This caused the younger girl to softly curve her lips upwards as she flattened out the ruffles in her victiorian-styled dress.
The eldest boy, though, was making the light haired sweetheart quiver in self-conciousness as his eyes lingered over her body. He seems decent, she scoffed, but she knew very well that he was no more than a pig. Using his majorly good looks to try and crawl his way into her undergarments, was what was probably his goal for the evening. But she knew far better than that.
"My father forced me to come, I did not come at my own free will." Her bell like voice broke the silence, as she cast the eldest a glared glance. He just smirked at her thoughtfully, and tilted his head. Which made her instantly snap her eyes away from his icy-blue orbs to stare into the leafy green ones of his brother. This one was far more setteled down than the eldest, how peculiar.
She scanned his friendly face for a couple minutes more, before she cleared her throat as her father and Giuseppe, her father's closest friend, appeared and took the two chairs opposing the three others.
"Little Fell," Giuseppe grinned at the young blonde that now had her back perfectly straight and her emerald eyes bright and shining as he stared her down, "look how much you have grown!"
It was terribly true, last time Giuseppe had seen the youngling was when she first opened her eyes to the world. "Yes, it has, Mister Salvatore." She bowed her head in agreement, before smiling a sweet smile in his direction.
He grinned, waved his hand before the father Fell could speak, and took his words into his own.
"You see, these are my sons, Stefan and Damon." Giuseppe introduced, before his eyes grew serious, leaving all traces of fun behind. "You will be staying around for awhile, to-"
Faye Anelyse Maple,
Present.
Sweat rolled down my forehead as I slumped my palms over my tired eyes, "Faye! Get up!" I groaned, Stupid dreams that never make any damn sense.
I turned over and pulled the white covers over my head, but they were ripped off instantly as an irritated woman with curling-irons tied in her hair glared down at me. "I said, Get up! You're going to be late for your first day at your new school, you lazy-bum."
Licking my chapped lips, I flung my feet out from underneath my covers and ran my fingernails threw my wild blonde locks. "I'm up, for christ sakes, Marian." I barked, as she gave me a satisfied look and turned around to finish up getting ready for work.
What the hell was with that dream? I tossed off my pajama's and replaced my overnight garments with fresh new ones. Ever since Marian and Clover dragged me to the small forsaken town, I've had nothing but the upmost oddest dreams dated back to the Cival War. My thoughts snapped inside, while my facial facade stayed in it's sleepy state.
I grabbed my white-sweater dress and tossed it over my messy hair before I grabbed a nice pair of black leggings and took in a unneeded breath as I pulled them over my thin-toned legs. Falling back onto my bed, I reached under my nightstand and pulled out my grey-boots and slipped them over my already-socked feet and buckeled up all of the necessary buckels that wrapped around my ankles.
There was a soft knock on my door, before Clover casually stroud into my room and stopped to stare at me thoughtfully as I was pulling my long blonde curls into a long french braid that flowed over my right shoulder.
"You look great, Faye." I cast a small smile his way before I pulled my bangs out of my big-emerald eyes.
Clover was always my confidence booster, I doubt I would go a day without his encouraging voice pulling me away from all of Marian's negativity. I thought slightly, watching him grab my school bag that was tossed on my dresser.
"Clover, tell Faye to hurry the hell up!" Marian's loud voice screached down the hallway as Clover just shook his head and gave me a slight nudge towards the door.
It's such a mystery how that man puts up with that woman.
You see, you are probably very lost. So let my explain myself, shall I?
My name is Faye, and I'm a naturally blonde High School Student. I was born in Washington, to Jovan and Amber Fell. But they died years ago, in a big car-explosion just outside Seattle. Leaving me to be passed down to different family members of my own, that all seemed to pass away to natural causes, before I was finally sent to live with Clover and Marian. My parent's two closest acquaintances.
Recently they decided to move away from my hometown in Washington, to Virginia. A new scenary, was Marian's 'lovely' excuse. But I believe that she was hiding the real reason from both me and Clover.
Speak of the devil, "Finally! My god, Faye, did you wake up on the lazyass side of that bed of yours?"
It's so odd how she always adds some kind of emphasize on my name, I grunted in my head.
"Sorry, Marian, I just couldn't sleep well lastnight." I truthfully apologized, while she grabbed her keys from the bowl by the door and eyed me up. "Seriously."
She sucked in a breath before pulling open the door, while she threw on her winter coat, and stepping out into the wintery Virginia weather.
"Have a great day, Faye." Clover slipped my coat over my shoulders before he patted my back and closed the door behind me as I hopped onto the snowy porch of our new home.
Marian's honking stopped me from fully-observing the scenary, and I sighed before I realized Clover had put my bag on the bench. Picking it up, I threw it over my shoulder and trudged my way to the car and slipped inside.
The car was warm and silent as she pulled out of the driveway and turned onto a graveled road towards the direction of my new school.
"Listen, Faye." She paused, "me and Clover wont be home this afternoon. So pay attention to the surrounding's, because I can't afford you getting lost when you walk home."
I sighed, ofcourse she would make me walk in the snow back to our new home that we just moved into, I mean...It's Marian we're talking about.
"Alright." Obeying was the only choice I have anymore.
I watched every sign she passed, and every turn before we finally pulled infront of the big sign that read Robert E. Lee.
Marian pulled off to the side and turned her brown eyes in my direction, "I know it's unfair, really. But we have some serious job-offerings to see through, and we want to make the best of our abilities here."
Nodding, I threw open the door, "Bye Marian."
She didn't say anything as I closed the door behind me, she just casually peeled out of here.
"Abilities my ass." I whispered under my breath as I shoved my hands into my pockets and ran up the steps into the School that would now be occuping 60% of my personal time.
Entering, I instantly took in the swift smell of gym-socks and teenage anst as the wind blew around every gap that occupied the bustling of all the students that tried to hide their fairly noticable glances in my direction.
"You must be , Yes?" I nodded to the lady at the front desk, who smiled brightly at me. "Welcome to Robort E. Lee, and Mystic Falls. Here's your schedule, and I hope you have a wonderful day."
I just bobbed my head up and down once again before I found myself back in the hallways of hell.
Room 239, I bit my lip.
"Lost?" I jumped slightly and snapped my head to the young boy that now stood infront of me with a amused look floating around in his eyes. I just stared at him, it's been awhile since I've associated with people other than Clover, Marian and my therapist.
He didn't seem to mind my nod though, and took my schedule out of my lean arms and read over it carefully.
"Luckily, your classes are all somehow lined up atleast one class away from mine, so I'll walk you to your classes, is that alright?" Nodding again, he handed back my schedule and smiled down at me.
He made a hand gesture in the direction towards my frist class, and I instantly jumped into rythm with his step. "I'm Jeremy,"
I looked up at him and couldn't help but smile, as we stopped infront of what I was pressuming my first class. "Nice to meet you Jeremy, I'm Faye."
The smile on his face grew wider and he brushed his hair out of his face before he waved himself off to get to his class.
I followed suit and entered the classroom that was filled with most of the students.
The teacher turned his eyes to meet mine, and smiled brightly as he clapped his hands to quiet the class.
"Students, we have a new student." everyone went silent and stared at me, while I hopped on one foot quietly. Awkward silence piercing my ears as the class just judged me up.
End of School.
"Hey Faye!" I whipped my hair in the wintery-wind and slightly blushed as Jeremy came bouncing his way infront of me, but he just smiled for awhile and flicked a snowflake out of the top of my blonde-locks.
So far, he was the only friend I succesfully made, without effort.
"Hey Jeremy, what are you up to?" My voice cracked out, and I looked away from him as I tried to clear out all of the dust that had found it's way to clog my vocal cords.
This is what you get for not speaking to anyone, Faye. My mind snapped.
"I was the only person you talked to, wasn't I?" I cursed under my breath, obvious little me.
Nodding, Jeremy just smiled but then frowned as I started to walk down the path towards where I suspected was the direction towards my new home. "What are you doing?"
I snapped my head at him, "Going home?" He eyed me up and down before he grabbed ahold of my arm and dragged me to a group of three.
The brunette was the first to notice us, or well, Jeremy. "Where have you been?"
Her voice was raised, and I flinched at the volume, but Jeremy just pulled me to his side.
"This," he pointed down at me while I glared up at him, "needs a ride home."
Way to make me feel like a being, kid.
She looked at me with guarded eyes, but shook it off when she noticed me looking, "I'm Elena."
I shuffled on my feet as the guy next to her also eyed at me, he seemed awfully familiar, but I swore I never seen him in my life. "Faye."
Jeremy grinned down at me, "She speaks to others!"
Ignoring him, Elena smiled at me and pulled the darker-skinned girl up to me. "This is my bestfriend Bonnie, and that's my boyfriend Stefan."
I nodded and held my hand out to Bonnie, who took it.
Right as our hands touched, her eyes grew bright for a split second, before they disappeared as if nothing happened, but I noticed.
"Uhm...yeah. I'm Bonnie." She repeated, and casted me a confusing smile as she grabbed her bag off of the top of the car next to where they were standing, "I gotta go, it was nice meeting you..."
Before I could retort, she was already half-way across the parking lot.
Elena gave me a apologetic look, before perking up. "So Faye, why do you need a ride home?"
"My par...uhm, Guardians? are out job-hunting." I corrected, and got an odd and searching glance from Stefan, but I ignored it and turned to Jeremy.
She nodded, "Well I'm Jeremy's sister..."
I didn't listen anymore, I had patted Jeremy's shoulder and waved at Elena and Stefan.
"It's really nice of you to try and give me a ride home, but Marian wouldn't be happy if she finds out I tagged a ride from Strangers." Jeremy stared at me in a slight hurt-manor, as Elena and Stefan just stood their in confusion.
Something about this gang screamed danger, and to stay away. It was like something about being near them told me I was going to get into trouble, with something else.
Before they had a word, I was already jogging away.
They didn't follow, or atleast, I don't think they did.
*ring* *ring* I pulled my cellphone out from my coat and didn't look to see who it was as I threw it over my ear. "Hello?"
I heard static and electric waves over the line, but then it ended with the call.
Shrugging in confusion, I slid my phone closed before a beep interupted my thoughts.
I jumped, what is with this place and making me so nervous?
"Faye!" I turned around in the snow slightly and let out a sigh of relief as a familiar car pulled over.
Jogging over, I shook off some snow out of my hair and hopped into the front seat next to Clover.
"I left early to make sure you were safe," he looked me over, "you hungry?"
Only a few minutes later we were sitting in a booth at a place called The Grill.
"Did you make any friends today, darling?"
I looked away from his light colored eyes and nodded slightly. "In a sense, though something about them makes me feel like I have an open-invitation into danger."
He eyed me softly, before he patted my hand caringly.
"It's just the change, don't worry." he comforted, "you'll get used to it, soon."
Hopefully, I thought.
There was loud clanking noises and I lifted my head up to see that Stefan kid looking in my direction with a icy-blue eyed man standing next to him, along with Elena who was whispering to Stefan as they all looked in my direction.
But the icy-eyed man was intriging. He didn't scream off danger to me, whilest the others did.
"You want some?" I snapped my eyes back to Clover, who was holding out his lemonade to me.
Nodding, I picked it up and brought it to my lips and gulped down the odd-tasting liquid. "It taste like theirs some type of spice in it, Clover."
I eyed him suspiciously, but he just shrugged and took his own sips from it.
*ring* *ring* Picking up my phone, I brought it to my ear. "Yes?"
"Let me speak to Clover, now."
Marian's voice yelled, and I instantly threw it into Clover's waiting hands, as he stood up and walked outside.
"Hey..." I looked up to meet Elena's, Stefan's and the pair of icy-blue eyes. Without warning Stefan and the other boy sat infront of me, whilest Elena blocked me in when she took a seat next to me.
They stared at me silently, before Stefan's eyes grew dark.
"Anelyse, what are you doing here?" he snapped.
Anelyse? how do they know my middle name? I pondered.
Sitting up straight, I gave them a confused look, "My name's Faye."
The icy-blue eyed man glared at me hard, "Anelyse Fell, what the hell are you doing here?"
Fell? That's my father's family name. But I'm Faye Maple, what are they on?
They all eyed me, but my eyes brimmed with confused tears, as Clover's voice broke through my ears.
"Faye, are these friends?" My eyes snapped to his, and his seemed to reconize my fear, because he cleared his throat, "Marian, Faye and I will be there in a minute."
He hung up the phone. "Sorry, kids. But we have an angry lady to get home to."
Elena forcefully moved out of my way, and I took one more curious glance into the other man's eyes, and was suprised to find a pleading and helpless look inside them; for a split second, before they flipped back into a cold-hard stare.
I jumped out of the booth and Clover took my hand in his, "you alright doll?"
Nodding, a smile graced my face as he pulled my blonde hair out of my face in reassurance, and guided us outside.
"What was that all about?" He prodded on our way to the car.
I shrugged, but stopped and took a deep breath as the winter wind swirled around my body.
Clover grinned, "Soon you'll be happy again, Little one."
I cast a glance to the sky, and blinked, "I'm happy now, I just need to find it."
He nodded and I hopped into the car, and we made our way home, got yelled at by Marian; before I finally got to slump into my cozy bed.
Rolling over, my emerald eyes caught coal-colored eyes of a Crow, that was perched outside of my window. I stared at it for what seemed like hours, like we were searching eachother's souls, before Marian's screaming downstairs blared into my eardrums.
The Crow let out a few caw's, like it was singing me to sleep, which it was; because in the next few minutes, I was passed out like a light with a pair of icy-blue eyes now lingering over my sleeping figure.
