[A/N: So I decided to continue it. Yay.
So in this chapter, I'm gonna make Elena try to be bitchy but nice at the same time. We can't make her Katherine's double now can we. (Pun intended.)
So… Shall we?]
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
~How to Be a Bitch~
Elena POV-
I walked down the airport, already the pit in my stomach getting twice the size as normal. I was wearing Katherine's cloths, obviously. I asked her if I could wear my cloths but no (even I can't argue with that one). I was wearing an aqua, ruffle dress coming up to mid-thigh with a stylish navy blazer folded up to my elbow. Big difference from my old wardrobe (well, duffel bag) but oh well, at least she let me keep the highlights. She said her mum (oh wait: mom) would freak but just ended the discussion with an "Oh, don't worry, they saw it coming."
I was supposed to meet her here after I landed but I guess she's running late. We had to take separate planes because the mystery boy is apparently taking her to a different state. God am I so over boys! After Matt; my best guy friend from my childhood, we dated because I felt like I owed it to him to give us a chance but it ended badly, I sorta gave up.
I dragged my suitcase to the waiting room as I took my shades off.
After 10 minutes, her flight landed and soon, she was seen scurrying out of the luggage check.
"There she is." I snuck up behind her whilst she was trying to find her luggage.
"Elena! I have to say, your cloths are extremely comfortable." Katherine commented in her normal, devilish tone. Which, luckily I had gotten used to.
"So, do you have it?" I asked eagerly, after all, I didn't wait at a dull airport for nothing.
My question seemed to get Katherine's attention as she reached into her bag "Oh yes!" With that, she got a HUGE binder out and handed it to me.
"This has all the information I need?" I asked sceptically.
"Yep," Katherine started, popping the 'p' "All my friends, the dos and don'ts, my parents, even which shades of eye shadow you need to use."
I stared at the binder. No wonder it's so big.
"Catch" Katherine said out of the blue as she chucked a pair off car keys to my direction.
I catch it with my two hands as she got the last of her stuff.
I rolled my eyes as I glimpse the clock. "I gotta go good luck with your boy-toy."
"I will." She flashed her usual smirk. "Call me!" I heard her scream as I was already near the exit.
I stepped out the thresholds of the airport as the sun seared into my skin. I got my sunglasses out again and searched for Katherine's car.
Thankfully, Katherine had put the address of the house on the first page of her binder so that wasn't too bad since I done drivers Ed in my year 10 (also known as the 11th grade here) and knew how to read basic directions (duh!).
The house wasn't too bad either. Oh who am I kidding?! It's a freaking mansion! It was a two-story house on its own. It had cream wood paneling with some highlights colored in a shade of blue the ocean is after a storm.
I walk up to the steps of the porch, still mesmerized by the beauty of the house and presses on the doorbell. I instantly regretted that action. Why on earth would Katherine have to knock at her own home!?
The clicking sound of the door open snapped me out of my thought off my stupidity. The door flew open and revealed a boy with brown hair. He stood looking at me quizzically, making my heart beat louder.
"What did you buy from London? Manors" He finally spoke after a second of silence. He turned around and started walking away. "Nice hair by the way sis." He added as he entered the living room.
It finally clicked. He was obviously Jeremy (the 'oh so' annoying) brother Katherine spoke of once.
I take a deep breath as I step through the thresholds. That's it, no backing out now.
I walked into the huge living room and took the scene in.
Jeremy was on the couch playing lame video games; Katherine's mom, Miranda, was fixing the library and her dad, Grayson, was trying to distract Jeremy from whatever game he was playing. It was funny how normal and care-free they looked; almost making I forget everything about Katherine and twins crap. Almost
I let out a soft chuckle as 'dad' got all up in Jeremy's face making him loose concentration on his game and press all the wrong buttons.
"Katherine! Honey! You're home!" Miranda put the last book on the shelf and approached me with open arms.
She hugged me a motherly hug as I awkwardly hug back.
"Ah, Katherine; good to have you back home" Grayson stood up from the couch as Miranda pulled up.
"There is so much you need to tell us!" Miranda got hold of my now week shoulders to look at my appearance. "Like what's up with the hot new haircut."
I smiled slightly. In your face Katherine!
"I hate to be a party-pooper but what did we say about highlights?" She continued in a, now, serious voice. With that simple question, I was now put on the spotlight as everyone except Jeremy was staring at me.
"Uh…um…I'm sorry?" It was like I had 'not Katherine' written on my forehead!
Miranda flinched a little at my lame answer but recovered.
"Oh what kind of mother am i? You had a long flight; you should go up and rest. Caroline and Bonnie would be here in an hour or so." She spoke in a slightly strained voice, as if I was some sensitive snow globe threatening to fall.
"Okay, thanks mom." I slightly stuttered but left quick enough to not catch a glimpse of their expressions.
"What was that about?" Miranda joined Grayson.
"I'm not really sure…" He replied as he wrapped an arm around his wife.
"I'm going for crack." Jeremy mock answered.
"Jeremy!" both parents scolded.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid" I mumble as I find Katherine's room.
I gasp as I walk in.
It was HUGE!
The walls were painted a medium shade off purple with flower indents. There were 3 doors leading out; 1 of course would be the exit, the second one is I'm thinking the bathroom and the third one must be a closet since there are none in the room.
I fell down on the bed and let the situation sink in.
The panic finally started to rush in my system. What am I going to do? What if they find out? 1 year is a long time. What if they don't like the new Katherine? What if they call the police on me!?
Questions were running in my head and giving me a bad migraine.
I just have to recap on what to do…
Flashback-
I'm actually doing this…
For some reason that sounded more like a question than a statement.
I was pacing through my room in utter panic as Katherine was reading the latest magazine on my bed whilst giving me her undivided attention but her eyes remaining on the magazine.
"I also do this pout, if you wanna play me, you'll have to master it." Katherine flipped a page of her magazine.
I sighed in expiration and run my hands through my brown locks "Fine, what does it look like?" I asked.
She just dropped the magazine and sat up straight with her legs curled underneath her. She just pouted like a deceiving snake that was stalking it's pray. Yep, that's my sister.
I copied her actions as I sat opposite her.
"Good. Now say what I say…" She ordered "You'll never get away with it." She spoke with a fraction of a giggle and a double dose of mischievousness.
"You'll never get away wi-" I tried but halfway through broke out into laughter; all the panic washing away.
Katherine just stared at me as I threw my head back in laughter. She soon couldn't help it and started to join in with the laughter.
After a while, it died down to slight giggles.
"Look, if you really wanna be me, just follow one simple advice." Katherine started.
"Yeah and what will that be?" I put my elbows on the bed to support my weight.
"Be a bitch."
Be a bitch. Okay.
I made up the courage to get up from the super comfy water-bed. I walked up to the full length mirror and took deep breaths.
"Okay," I took another encouraging breath in "I can do this!"
I stared back in the mirror and switched my inner 'Katherine mode' on.
1 Hour 45 Minutes Later
I fell back on the bed, staring up the ceiling yet once again.
This is so exhausting!
I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. There was a picture painted on it saying 'Kat.' There were decorations surrounding it like an ivy trail wrapped around some of the letters and silver sparkles sprayed on with blood-red hearts scattered around. Thanks to my perfect eye-sight, I noticed a signature: Miranda Pierce; and a little note saying Katherine Pierce: 6 months.
I immediately felt tears brimming in my eye. Without a nanosecond of hesitation, it fell across my cheek, leaving a hot trail of salty water as it dropped down.
I never deserved this.
I was supposed to be across my sister on the dinner table, playing some random game; my dad was supposed to be in front of the TV, watching the news whilst threatening to get his gun out to our boyfriends; my mom was supposed to make dinner for her kids and husband whilst humming the song on the radio.
For the past 17 years I have avoided my 'so-called' parents while they barely realize I got anything to eat until I was old enough to go to school and meet Rose; while they realize I was gone every day; heck! While they realize I'm gone now!
Katherine got it all.
Caring parents, loving sibling, awesome home; you name it!
My train of depressing thoughts got cut off by a knock at the door.
"Kat! You in there!?" a girl (I'm guessing either Caroline or Bonnie; Katherine's best friends).
I quickly got into Katherine mode and lazily replied "Yeah, just a minute." I jumped off of the bed as quick as I can and got the huge binder of my bag, the tears all forgotten.
I got it out and quickly tried to find them on it to know how to act around them.
Damn you Katherine! I thought as I realized this was alphabetically ordered by last name. Shit, shit, shit! I tried to think of a surname from Katherine and tried to remember.
Suddenly it popped in my head.
I searched the binder for a Bennet and scanned the page before going to Forbes. After I read all the information quickest I could; I headed to the mirror and rubbed all the tears away.
"Come on Kat!" A different voice came from behind the door.
I quickly fixed my hair and opened the door, plastering a smirk on my face before reaching for the door. In a flash, the blonde ran for me and wrapped her arms around me. I was slightly taken aback but soon awkwardly hugged back.
Soon enough she pulled back "How dare you go to EUROPE without telling us!?" She (assuming she's Caroline from the blonde hair) walked into the room followed by Bonnie.
"Uh… hello too Caroline." I'm just assuming Katherine would make sarcastic remarks.
We three our way to the bed to 'gossip;' Lord let me survive!
"So… what have I missed?" I ask. Hopefully it'll keep 'em busy.
15 Minutes Later
"Oh my god! Amy Bradley got a boob-job!?" Technically I have no idea who this Amy is but I just figured I should act surprised.
"Mhm." Caroline replied whilst shaking her head yes at my reaction.
"Ha, she'll never get away with it," I say exactly like Katherine said before; I bit back a giggle from thinking about Katherine's training "Everyone would soon find out."
"Yeah, especially if you know about it." Bonnie added slightly dryly. I remember her column in Katherine's binder that she's kind off the rebellious one in her group.
"For all you know, I might not even do anything about it." I replied honestly, what could I even do, it's none of my business.
"Please Katherine. We've been friends for what? 15 years? We know you." Caroline defended
I had to bite back a grin when she said 'We know you.'
"You never know, a summer can change people." I spoke vaguely as I smirked at the inside joke.
"Whatever Kat," Caroline passes, still not convinced which just made me mad. "Okay so we saved the best gossip for last…" She said with an evil smirk upon her face.
"Oh my god is it the Rebekah thing?" Bonnie joined in the conversation followed by Caroline shaking her head yes.
"Somebody tell me already!" I exclaimed followed by some soft giggles.
Caroline and Bonnie joined in but looked at each other with a surprised glance.
"Okay so… wait for it…" What could be so big that could make a perky blonde stutter "wait…"
Bonnie finally got tired and blurted out "REBEKAH SLEPT WITH DAMON!"
Bonnie and Caroline stared at me, awaiting an answer. My heart beat sped up as I realized I was put in the spotlight once again only this time, there was no out. I bit my lower lip like a deer in headlights. I finally realized they were still waiting for an answer.
"…So…?" I panicked okay!
They shared another confused glance as they looked back at me "Um… what do you mean 'so?'?" Bonnie asked with an even more confused glance.
Shit.
"I kinda expected a bigger response when you find out that your enemy since freshmen year slept with your back-and-forth ex who's still completely in love with you and who you can't stand with anyone else."
Back-and-forth? Katherine's life is more complicated than Katherine!
"Bitch!" I finally came to my senses and figured Katherine wouldn't be too happy with the news.
They all sighed (it sounded like fake relieve).
"Well the old Katherine is back people!" Bonnie announced with a hint of sarcasm which I probably shouldn't have noticed.
"Wow we need to take you to London more often! You actually turned less of a bitch!" Caroline exclaimed with traces of giggles.
I'm guessing bitch is a compliment around here.
"Come on Kat, what's the boy's name?" Bonnie asked, almost making me think she's not being sarcastic.
I opened my mouth to deny but got interrupted by Caroline.
"Oh! I bet it's Prince Harry!" Caroline looked WAY more 'loose' and fun than when she walked through the door!
"Guys! I'm still here you know!" I shouted over they're laughter.
"Okay so you wanna head up to the grill Kat?" Bonnie asked coolly.
Grill?
"Sure, why not?"
We walked and talked around the streets like we ruled the town of mystic falls.
They told me I had to get changed and wear something dressy. They picked out a casual light pink, metallic dress coming just past mid-thigh. I guess it was okay. I just thought that Katherine always had to wear something dressy when going to the 'grill.' Boy was I wrong!
"SURPRISE!" Everyone in the super packed grill yelled as Caroline, Bonnie and I entered.
Wow, Katherine must be popular! Almost everyone from school I guessed was here!
"Welcome back!" Caroline and Bonnie shouted and looked at the taken back expression on my face.
I was going to say something nice and thankful like I usually would've but I thought against it.
"What are you waiting for?" I say with the evilest smirk I could make (still not half as evil as Katherine I suppose) and drag them into the dancing crowd.
After 15 minutes of dancing, a game of never have I ever and another 10 minutes of dancing, I felt my phone vibrate.
I fished it out my purse and saw the caller ID.
"Who is it?" Caroline shouted (and I mean SHOUTED) over the music as she noticed the surprised look on my face.
"Oh just Prince Harry" I joked as I walked out of the crowd into the back ally where nobody could hear.
"Oh my god I'm so glad you called!" I hushed into the phone so nobody would be able to hear me.
"Well you better! I'm half way to Minnesota already." Her relaxed voice replied.
My eyes widened at the discovery of her destination "Minnesota!?" I accidentally shouted but hushed myself "What were you thinking?!" I snapped at her in just above whisper into the phone.
"I was thinking that he was cute and head over heels for me! Well, bent over backwards makes more sense." I could just hear the smirk.
I filled her in on all the gossip I heard from Caroline and Bonnie.
"BITCH!" I hear Katherine's response after hearing about that Rebeana, no, Rihanna. Whatever! That girl and that boy who slept with each other to piss Katherine off.
I also found out that everyone knows about Katherine's adoption. Huh, word does go fast around here.
"I hate her now! If she comes up to you, bitch her so bad!" Katherine ordered.
"I'll try but I gotta say, not much of a bitch here."
"You'll do fine. Oh well, gotta go. Take care."
"Bye Kat."
With that, I walked back inside, after the trail of the music.
I walked back in and couldn't recognize ANYONE!
Who can blame me?
I just walked into the crowd trying to find either Bonnie or Caroline.
Instead, I see a blonde girl walking up to me.
She was pretty I guess. If she didn't wear that much make up she'd actually look really good but that's what we get for living in this generation and this country. She had long; straight hair with the first strands curled and was wearing a tight, ruby dress with black high heels.
Instantly, the crowd parted like the red sea and everyone went quiet. The DJ took the hint and turned the music to a halt.
"Well, well, well; if it isn't little Miss Queen Bee?" She teased with a medium Australian accent.
I knew instantly who she was. Katherine wanted bitch, she'll get bitch.
"Rebeana was it? No! It was Rihanna!" I teased back and instantly throwing the smirk off her face. It wasn't a lie though, I really wasn't sure.
She opened her mouth to throw a witty come-back but that wasn't an option this case. Well, a option in my case.
"No wait! Don't tell me! It's Roseanna isn't it?" I continued with a playful smile on my face. "No? Don't worry; I'll just call you the blonde Barbie I can care less about."
The traces of shock on her face made me do cart wheels of joy. Maybe I could be a bitch after all.
"Aw Kat," She started, taking some steps towards me, "Got some new tricks when swimming across the Atlantic to Big Ben?" She said with her accent still in place. "I mean, I would've done the same thing if I found out I wasn't good enough to be raised with my birth parents." Rebekah just stepped a line too far.
I heard a few gasps in the audience.
Bitch mode: on.
"Aw Rebekah!" I copied back with the sweetest voice I could think of (oh it was sweet). "I'm here because my 'parents' want me here" I started using air quotes on parents. "You're just an apology from the condom factory reminding your parents of their biggest blonde mistake."
A few "Woooo!"s shot out from the audience as I inched closer to her.
"An advice for next time Bekah; think of your insults before you wanna come up to me and loose like all the other time."
I'm just assuming that Katherine always won. I mean, SHE'S KATHERINE!
"Now if you don't mind… I have better things to do than humiliate you." I continued with a smile and walking away into the crowd.
There was an instant pathway made as I clicked my heels making my way. There starts a round of applause as I make my way down the path.
Maybe being Katherine won't be so bad. That was of course I found out about the Damon half of the story…
[A/N: Okay I know this chapter was a load of nothing but still! Thanks for all the notifications! So what do ya think? Still want me to continue?
If you've read the reviews, there were some technical difficulties with them. The first one is a) ignore TheRangomGal42's review, she's my sister and she was actually the beta for my prologue. Also ignore ImAnnaCullen's reviews too, that's her twilight account. So really, just ignore all the reviews saying 'your sister's penggggg.'
Well, bye now.
P.S: The dress Elena wore to the party is on my profile.]
Next Chapter- Damon gets his introduction and he and Elena meet. Elena also has to get through her first day of school without blowing her cover.
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