The forgotten one- chapter 1
I own nothing apart from the storyline and Aria.
This an Elijah/OC story. Starts at the masquerade ball.
This is my first time writing a story so I hope it isn't too bad.
Aria POV-
My life was not how I thought it would be. I live in mystic falls, the most boring place in the world, or at least it was. It started with my parents dying in a car crash on Wickery Bridge, my sister was the only survivor. From there it all spiralled out of control, vampires, witches and wolves. They were all real. They weren't just some scary bedtime story that people told as jokes. I never could have imagined that this would be my life, always in the centre of danger because of my sister whose boyfriend and his brother were both vampires.
Everyone in my life are changing. Bonnie was a witch, Caroline was a vampire, Elena was a doppelganger and Tyler could turn into a werewolf if he triggered the curse by killing somebody.
Today was the masquerade ball. I put my dress back in its cover and put it in the closet. I went downstairs and nearly collided with Elena.
We were twins but total polar opposites, not only in looks but personality. She had dark brown hair that was pin straight, soft brown doe eyes, and her skin was smooth and tan. She was beautiful in a soft way. I was pale, my skin no matter how hard I try I just don't get any colour in my skin, I had big, blue eyes that were framed with thick eyelashes that were longer than anybody I had ever met, my eyes were as cold as ice and as bright and vibrant as the sky, and my hair was blonde and extremely curly and it had a certain bounce to it, my curls sat at my shoulders. Our personalities were even more different. She always showed her emotions, her heart was on her sleeve. I hid my emotions from the world, nobody ever quite knew what I was feeling. She was nice to everybody she met whereas I was, well for a lack of a better word I was a bitch. Rebellious. Snarky. And cocky. But we still loved each other dearly. I loved my family and although I didn't show it like she did, they knew.
"Are you going to the masquerade ball?" I asked walking to the kitchen and making myself a coffee. No sugar or milk. Just the way I liked it.
"Nah. I figured I would just chill out here with Jer and Jenna and watch crappy late night TV. "She said ruffling his hair. He swatted her hand away annoyed, texting someone. "You?"
"Maybe." I had thought about it, I don't know though. These things weren't really my scene. But I had bought a dress and very high heels. I couldn't just let it hang in my closet.
She nodded. I could tell she was thinking about Stefan. Or Damon. I don't know, I lose track of which brother means more to my sister a week. She was always the one getting the guy, I was usually the last resort. Second choice. It's not that I was jealous. I just didn't like to be the backup.
I was lying on my bed, reading some boring mystery novel. I looked up and saw my mask hanging from my doorhandle. Screw it. I'm going.
My dress was a soft silky blue dress that clung to my curves but billowed out at my knees leaving them exposed to the cold air, it was strapless and had beading outlining my waist. My shoes were simple silver peep toes. I wore only my vervain bracelet and applied a light amount of lip gloss. I put my hair up into a simple braid.
Jenna was on her own downstairs watching something in black and white. "Where's Jeremy and Elena?" I asked as I tied my silver mesh mask that had intricate detail and was cool to the skin.
"They went to the ball." That was news to me what happened to babysitting Jenna.
"Oh." Something was going on. I could tell. Call it a sixth sense but I knew. "I'm gonna go. Are you going to be ok?" we didn't want her running into anymore knives.
She nodded, "I'll be fine. There's no knives around and I'm going to stay put." She rolled her eyes and sighed. Probably sick of being treated like an invalid. I nodded and left her.
I pulled into the Lockwood's parking lot and got out. I dropped my keys and bent down to get them when I stood back up there was a creepy looking clown behind me and before I knew what was happening or could react, there was black. There was darkness. There was nothing. Nothing but a floating sensation. Whatever was happening wasn't going to be good.