Chapter 2
In the background
CorinPOV
I was wandering around in the castle.
'Hey, Corin. Wanna help redecorate Heidi's closet' Santiago asked.
'Sure, later.' By redecoration we meant selling all the stuff on e-bay. Rather childish, but fun. I'd like to see the usually composed Heidi's reaction when she returns from Disneyland in Paris. I sighed. That's all I was. The child, the prankster, the Volturi sweetie. But never anything more. Just the good old Corin. I was like that in my human life as well. Naturally shy, rarely speaking with the others, with a very few friends, a bookworm, sometimes called a nerd. People either liked my quietness or simply ignored me. I was always like that. Hidden in the background. Nothing different after my change. I was rather short, with shoulder length brown hair. Forever frozen at 15. Nothing much. My gift was nothing much as well. I could change mine and other's appearance. I rarely did it for myself, but I sometimes annoy the female population in Volturi castle by doing it to them. After all that's just me. Just Corin. I used to dream of being able to turn invisible. That it until I met him. Alec. And I realized I loved him. But he would never notice me. I wasn't the pretty one – that would be Heidi. I wasn't the smart one – that would be Renata. I wasn't the one with the cool gift – that would be Jane. I wasn't the charming one – that would be Chelsea. I was just me. Corin – the quiet kind booklover with the plain gift that likes to play pranks on the others because she envies them. Just Corin, hidden in the background watching the other's happiness from afar. And that's why he would never see me and would always pass me as if I don't exist... The only person I always wanted to see me acts as if I'm invisible. And that hurts worse than Jane's worst torture. Because this is my pain and only Aro knows about it. He can't help me. He can only watch as I fall apart from the inside because I love Alec, and he would never love me.
After all, I'm just Corin. And I used to be proud of it.
