Today I embark on a new life.

Well at least it's kind of new to me.

My mother is marrying a man named Giuseppe Salvatore. I hate that man with a passion. Every time he comes over for dinner or lunch or sometimes breakfast he looks at me as if I were a prize or something. He looks at me as if I were special.

Special. I haven't had that word applied to me since my dad and mom went their separate ways.

My dear, dear father, how much I wish I could tell you in person how much I miss you. My mother says that have a new father. As if that man could ever compare to my daddy.

"Elena help me put the flower arrangements on the tables," My mother asked me.

"Mom why do you have to get married?"

My mother huffed at me before answering, "Sweetheart, we went over this. I love Giuseppe with all of my heart. You have to understand that your father and I

wanted separate things. I wanted a stable life and he wanted... something I was not going to ever get used to. Giuseppe is wonderful you just need to give

him the chance to prove it to you sweetie." Miranda grabbed my chin and winked at me. God, she did not understand where I was coming from. She obviously

doesn't understand that he'll never be my father no matter what happens with my daddy. He's a stranger to me and I'm a stranger to him. I actually want to

keep it that way. I honestly think he has something to hide. I've never seen his family and he doesn't really talk about him family either. All I know is that he's

divorced and has two sons. He has two sons yet I don't even know their names. How ridiculous is that? I guess my mother and her boy toy want to punish me.

I swear if the saying, curiosity killed the cat, applied to humans then I'd be dead. I don't know but there's something about the mysteriousness of their

identities that has left me at the edge of my seat. What if I don't like them? What if they don't like me? Well I can always move with my daddy Grayson and live

happily ever after. I know that's just a dream because my mother would never allow me to go off with my 'reckless' and 'inconsiderate' daddy. My mother really

does not have an excuse for how she treats him. I don't blame my dad for being distant with her. That's what she deserves.

I see a couple talking to my mom and my new step dad. I wonder if my step brothers are here. I don't see them and that really erks me. I'm going to go up to my mom and ask.

"Hey, girl." I hear a boy asking me from behind me.

I turn around and wow, just wow. The boy has crystal clear blue eyes and raven black hair. The boy was smiling at me or at least smirking at me.

I snap out of my reverie and stick out my hands towards his direction. He took it and brought it to his lips and kissed it.

I can feel the traitor blush creeping onto my cheeks, I smiled.

"Hi, my name's Elena Gilbert. What's your name?"

"My name is Damon, Damon Salvatore," he smirked.

"So we're now brothers and sister?"

He put his arm around me and whispered in my ear, "I guess so but that's so unfortunate."

"Hey brother who's this pretty girl?" A boy with brownish hair and the most prettiest green eyes ever said.

AUTHORS NOTE:

DAMON, STEFAN, AND ELENA ARE FIFTEEN. (JUST TO CLEAR THINGS UP)

I HAVE SPECIFIC PLANS FOR THIS STORY. SO I HOPE THAT YOU LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING. :)