I stepped off the bus with my bag and glanced around the town square of Mystic Falls. I was a Salvatore by blood but not by name, the rest of my family was dead so I shipped in the middle of bum fuck nowhere to live with my distant cousins Damon and Stefan. I scanned the small buildings looking for the Mystic Grill where I was supposed to meet Damon. I was missing my home town of St. Louis Missouri. I hated the heat, mosquitoes, and I wasn't a fan of the Thrashers.

Walking across the park I thought about the two men I would be staying with from now on. Even though I wasn't immediate family to the Salvatore brothers I had heard the stories about the two. Stefan the rehabilitated ripper and Damon the wild card, whom you could never trust. I should've been scared, but I couldn't bring myself to be. They were still people... sort of.

I opened the door to the restaurant and instantly felt out of place. My blue hair and colorful makeup did not fit in. My dark clothing, on the other hand did. What was it with vampire towns and dark, ominous clothing. "Maverick?" I heard a voice ask. I turned around to see a pail man with jet black hair and a sly smirk towering above me. "I'm sure you had a long drive so I'll get you something to eat and then we can head back to the house."

Following him to a small booth I felt my stomach twist, I was less afraid of the fact that he was a predator, but more of the fact that I had no idea who he or his brother was. I picked up the menu that was already sitting on the table and scanned it until a certain burger caught my eye. Before me or Damon could start up a conversation an attractive waiter came up to take our orders. "You can go ahead." Damon said to me.

"I'd like a double bacon burger with a Dr. Pepper." I said flashing him an attractive smile. He was tall with dark hair and wore way too much makeup for a boy, which I found even more alluring. When he turned to look at Damon I caught the name on his name tag, Jeremy. "Damon?" Jeremy asked.

"Just a scotch." Damon said casually. The two sounded like they knew each other. As Jeremy walked away my eyes lingered on his butt. "Oh on. Don't even think about it." Damon said shaking his head. "That is Elena's brother."

"Who is Elena?" I asked partially out of curiosity and partially because it would have to take a good reason for me not to go after that.

"Elena is Stefan's very human, very aware girlfriend." Damon said. We quieted whenever Jeremy came back with my food and our drinks. Damon just started to sip and sat back watching as I dug into my food. "When was the last time you ate?" He said, he didn't seem worried though. I shrugged, not wanting to admit I hadn't been able to eat very much the past three days. "Anyways, you'll have today and tomorrow to settled in the house and town, but then you start school Monday."

I frowned a little, I had a habit of skipping school. "Be careful you now have two vampires as guardians and if you become too much of a pain I'll just eat you." I rolled my eyes at him, for some reason I didn't believe him.

After I finished up eating Damon grabbed my bags and headed out towards a classic looking car, before he could finish loading my stuff up though, a brown headed girl came up to us. "Damon, what are you doing with a small child." The girl was petite and had an unforgettably beautiful face. My eyes narrowed, it wasn't that I didn't like her, just that she made the assumption everyone else made, that I was much younger than I really was.

"Actually I'm fifteen, and my aunt died so I'm staying with my remaining family, the Salvatore brothers." Realizing I had been harsh I held out my hand for her to shake smiling. "I'm Maverick by the way." I said. She shook my hand tentatively. "No I'm not one of them." I whispered.

"Be careful Damon can be unpredictable, if you need anything you can come to me. I'm Elena Stefan's girlfriend" She said before walking towards the Grill and a blond headed girl. Damon was glaring back in their direction. I couldn't tell if he was glaring at Elena or Elena's friend.

"You not a fan of her?" I asked.

"No, it's not that, it's just the blond there used to be one of my toys until Elena and Stefan took her away from me." He growled and got in the drivers side. I circled around and got in the passengers side. "Don't listen to her, my brother thinks it's terrible to have fun, where I embrace the reckless life."

I just nodded my head chuckling. "This'll be interesting." I whispered to myself. When we arrived at the house my jaw dropped. It was massive with a very Victorian style to it, making it even more grandeur. "Is this your house!?" I asked in disbelief. I got out and grabbed my bags.

"Yah, home sweet home, I have some errands to run, Stefan is home so he will help you get settled in." He said also getting out. He winked at me and then disappeared in a flash. I took a deep breath and walked up to the door ringing the doorbell. Stefan answered a second later.

"Good you made it." He said letting me in. "Where's my brother?" He asked taking my bags from me.

"He said he had some errands to run." I said distracted by the beauty of the building I was standing in. "Said that you would show me my room and stuff." I looked back over to Stefan, he was grinning at me.

"So you think you'll like it here?" He asked, he genuinely seemed concerned, unlike his older brother. I just nodded. "Good, I'll show you to your room." He said and started walking up a wooden staircase. Stefan eventually led me to a light wooden door. "Everything in there is yours, if you want anything extra you can come to me or Damon."

"Thank you for everything." I said smiling, and opened the door to my new, lavish room.