CHAPTER ONE.
Mmm. Waffles. I could smell them so vividly; taste them on my tongue. The glorious aroma drifted from beneath my bedroom door, across the room, signalling the morning had arrived and Jenna was awake.
With a reluctant groan, I pushed back my duvet and stepped heavily out of bed. My feet found my slippers as I ran a hand lazily through my hair. I made my way out of my room, descending the stairs quickly, the magnified smell of awaiting breakfast making my stomach growl all the more.
As I entered the kitchen, my eyes sought out the food I anticipated. I passed a soft, sleepy smile onto my Aunt as I took a seat, hungrily loading food onto my plate. A quiet chuckle sounded behind me, followed by Jenna's gentle, amused voice..
"Someone's hungry!"
I turned to see her shaking her head as she magically produced more waffles and complimented my plate. Laughing once more, she washed her hands and exited the kitchen; fumbling with the messy bun atop her head as she went.
I sighed as my gaze fell upon the window; the new morning light streaming sluggishly through it. Outside I could see the front porch, looking as familiar as ever, reminding me of my childhood which was devastatingly cut short. I shook my head to clear my unwanted thoughts, averting my attention back to my breakfast as I feasted some more. Today was going to be a long one and reflecting on the past was not going to make it easier. Today was my first step into the future. Another stage of life would be cut short today.. but this time, it would be optional.
Once my hunger had been sated, I made my way back to my room. For a long while, I just stood in front of my mirror; looking at myself. It had been many a time when I'd wondered what he saw in me. Yes, I looked just like her. Like Katherine.. But what else did he see? He loved me because I wasn't her. I was different. I was..
"Damon!"
My thought had been stopped midway as another face accompanied my own in the mirror. His name left my lips in a startled manner as I abruptly spun on my heel to face him. I nodded once as I registered the serious expression he held. Damon meant business. My voice matched his expression as I quietly spoke into the room.
"You came."
He nodded once, a small smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth.
"You call, I come. I'm easy like that, Elena."
He shrugged nonchalantly as he looked me over. Self consciously, I tightened my robe around myself, internally cursing for not getting dressed, pre Damon's arrival. I inhaled deeply as I crossed the room, perching lightly on the edge of my bed, my eyes tracing patterns on the floor. Damon's voice rang crisp, clear in the large room..
"Are you sure about this, Elena?"
I could feel his eyes boring into me; hear the subtle uncertainty in his voice. I nodded slowly as I raised my gaze from the floor, my jaw clenched tightly as I met his ocean blue eyes.
"Yes, Damon. I'm sure. I want to be.." Whispering almost inaudibly.. "..a vampire."