Title:BYOB(Bring Your Own Blood)

Author:Raimes616

Book:The Vampire Diaries

Summary: First in the 'Bring Your Own' series...Hannah had spent years working up to this very moment, waiting for her Dark Prince to be by her side. A spell, a burst of flame, and a body appears. Eyes black as the void between the stars, charming smile that could make a woman melt. He was there. Her Damon. But with him came something she didn't expect, something so evil it could destroy their relationship before it even starts.Can she employ a furious vampire to help her, and together can they stop this evil from taking over? This is a story of when love unleashes the worst in us all, until everything we thought was pure is tainted and violated and in turn, becomes the epitome of perfection.

Disclaimer:Usual I dont own anything it all belongs to LJ Smith stuff. I know, isnt it sad? snif. Anything you dont recognize belongs to me, though. ee-zor.

Dear Diary, I Seem to be Insane

Dear Diary,

Tomorrow is finally Halloween. I am so nervous! My stomach keeps twisting. My hands are shaking, and my palms are all sweaty. I keep thinking: What if it doesn't work? What if I make a complete fool out of myself? What if he hates me? What if...? I'm just freaking out here!

But at least I've got one thing going for me: my alibi. Since I'm forbidden to even talk to Nic, my mom's dropping me off at Claire's. She thinks I'm spending the night. Claire and her family think I'm only staying for a couple of hours and then leaving to go baby-sit my nephew. Instead, I'll be going to Nic's to begin the ceremony.

I keep checking to see if I have everything; that I have my incantations memorized. I can't help being so paranoid; I'm conjuring a very powerful and bad-ass vampire from another dimension. You'd think I'd be terrified of that, of the possibility of him killing me, but I'm more afraid of his rejection because of my... feelings for him.

I think that if he were to laugh at me, that would be the worst. I think it would kill me. Great Moon, I'm so scared. But this is something I have to do. I have to or I'll-

Hannah sat back abruptly and threw the diary on her bedroom floor. Her shoulder-length auburn hair fell into her eyes in soft waves as she drew herself to her feet to look in the mirror.

"What am I thinking?" she asked softly, the words forming on her reflection's full, pink lips. Her bright-blue eyes stared back at her, sad and self-deprecating. "Why would he ever give me the time of day?"

It was true she wasn't his type of girl, but she wasn't a total leper. She was no bigger than perhaps Marilyn Monroe had been, maybe and inch or two taller. She was very curvy and voluptuous, having developed a woman's body at a young age. She had nice bone structure and pale ivory skin that flushed easily. Many had told her she was beautiful, but she knew she would never be exotic or drop-dead gorgeous. She was beautiful in a distinctly Irish, charismatic, wears-her-heart-on-her-sleeve-and-soul-in-her-eyes kind of way. She refused to pretend she was something she was not, and that was part of the charm that drew people to her like a magnet.

But that didn't mean he would notice- or even be interested for that matter.

Hannah sighed and shook her head. Why am I always so hard on myself? She smile at her stupid question. Because everyone else is. Because I've always had low self-esteem when it comes to guys. Feeling stupid, Hannah looked at her toes, painted hot pink, and wrapped her arms around herself. There was a knock on her bedroom door and she turned toward it.

"Come in," she called.

Her mother walked in, cigarette in hand. "I'm going to bed- so should you."

Hannah shrugged. "Whatever."

"Goodnight," her mom said. "I love you."

"'Night."

Her mother frowned, but shut the door again as she flipped the light-switch off. Hannah sighed and threw herself on top of her bed, hoping she would get at least a couple hours of sleep before have to face the panic tomorrow would bring. Another sigh escaped her lips as she let her thoughts drift to ways she could welcome Damon, a tiny smile playing about her lips.

Perhaps sleep would not be so bad tonight...

A/N: I know this chapter is kind of short, but I promise they'll get longer. Please review and tell me what you think and if I should go one with this. I'd greatly appreciate it. I hope you liked this first chapter and I'll update soon! Again please review! it only takes a a few moments and it makes updates faster! Thanks!