The Beginning

Pilot - 1

The alarm clock is what wakes me up in the morning. It's excessive beeping is enough to wake everybody. I quickly slam the snooze button and get up out of bed.

Matt pops his head in, already dressed for school. "Sleepyhead hurry up, we're gonna be late." I yawned and waved him off with a hand. "I'm going." I grumbled as I get up and head to my closet.

My name is Ariel Donovan. I live with Matt and Vicki. They're the only family I have left.

My mother died on a camping trip. I was there but I don't remember it. The doctors say that because of the trauma, my brain shut that memory out.

I don't know if not remembering is a blessing or a curse. The authorities say it was a wild animal attack, apparently I called 911 but then again I don't remember.

I never met my father, he was never around, abandoned me when I was just a baby.

When my mom died, I was forced to live with her sister, my aunt. And she was forced to take me in. If it wasn't for the law she would have sent me off to an orphanage. Of course she's never around like she's supposed to be. So I take care of Matt and Vicki. Matt does what he can, and Vicki well...she's Vicki.

I have my fathers hair, and my grandmothers brown eyes. How do I know that my father has blond hair? That's because my mother didn't have blond hair.

Brown eyes mostly run in the family, well except Matt, he has these blue eyes, he gets that from his dad. Who is god knows where. I have my mother's features though. And if I look in a mirror, I can try to picture what my father looked like.

When my mom was alive, she never talked about him. I always assumed that it was because of the fact he left her. But even when she died, I couldn't find my dad's name on my birth certificate, or any other scrap of paper. And whenever I asked Kelly about it, she would never answer.

I settled on a pair of jeans and a green shirt for school. I quickly pack my bags and hurry out the front door where Matt's waiting in his car. I have my own car yes, but it was being worked on, after Vicki crashed it. She was drunk.

And the car was brand new, I got it as a birthday gift. So I was pretty upset when she ruined it.

I get in the front seat of Matt's truck and shut the door. "So are you excited?" I ask him, my feet shaking with excitement. He only grins, one corner of his mouth lifting higher than the other.

"A bit." The back door slams making me jump in my seat. I shift in my seat to face Vicky, who was staring intently at her phone. "Hey Vick."

"Hey." She response back in a dull tone. Knowing she wasn't going to speak anymore than a few syllables, I turn back in my seat.

"Drive"

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"Caroline!" I call out to my blond best friend. She turns at the sound of her name and smiles when she sees it's me. She excuses herself from the person she was speaking to and made her way over to me.

"Ariel!" She exclaimed with a smile, embracing me in a hug. "Hey care" I said hugging her back. Caroline is one of my best friends. She's been with me through so much, when we were freshmen we kinda of got caught by Kelly in my room when we were doing pot. We were so high, the next morning we didn't remember zilch.

"Have you seen Elena or Bonnie?" I asked parting from her to take a look around the yard. She shook her head, her hair bobbing with her movements.

"No I haven't, but I'm sure they're inside"

"Let's go then" I said, she grabbed my hand and dragged me inside the halls of our high-school. Mystic Falls High school, home of the Timberwolves.