Morana has just moved to mystic falls with her mother and doesn't care that much about it, she becomes intertwined with the breakfast club of mystic falls and involved in supernatural drama. Will she be able to protect herself?
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I open my eyes to a howling wind and immediately sit up, turning around I look out my window to see fog cast over the entirety of the outdoors. I got up out of bed and as soon as my feet touched the could wooden floor the house around me vanished, like it's existence no longer was a thing.
My feet were now touching the cold damp, outdoor ground as I took multiple steps forward looking around me at the land, still hazy for an unknown reason.
'What is this?' I thought to myself as I continued to walk, straight ahead I walked into the middle of a cemetery. Around me were graves with the names of lost people carved into there stone headings.
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I continued to walk through the grass until I stopped right in front of a specific grave, my feet not able to move anymore. I looked down at the grave, the name read Sara Bellamy. "That's my last name..." I whispered under my breath. "Yes it is." A voice spoke from behind me. I turned to see who it was only to be met with darkness.
I opened my eyes and sat up to see my new room.
'It was just a dream.'
I got up from my bed and slid on a large black zip up hoodie, a pair of black jeans, combat boots, and a t-shirt, and as usual I already had my necklace on that I never ever take off and headed downstairs.
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"Hey mom, what's for breakfast?" I asked.
"Oatmeal, your favorite, maple and brown sugar." My mom said. I walked over to the table and pulled out a chair sitting down, my mom set down the oatmeal in front of me.
"Thanks." I said.
"How did you sleep last night?" My mom asked sitting down as well.
"I had a weird dream, hey mom, what's grandmas name?" I asked.
"It's Sara. Why?" She replied.
"Oh nothing, I just had a dream about her." I said.
"Dreams can be weird like that." My mom said continuing to eat her oatmeal.
Time skip brought to you by oatmeal
I walked through the halls of my new school to my assigned locker listening to my favorite song through my headphones.
'Fun, a new school.' I thought to myself.
Putting the supplies my mother had bought me into the locker I took what I'd need for my new class.
'Okay let's go to my first class.' I thought turning off pain by three days grace that was playing on my headphones.
Opening the door to the class I stepped in to see a man standing up and the classes eyes turned to me. Great, attention.
"You must be the new student." The man said.
"Would you like to introduce yourself to the class." He said more like I had to.
"Okay, I'm Morana Bellamy, I'm 17 years old and I moved here yesterday." I said with no enthusiasm already feeling awkward and not wanting to introduce myself to people I had no interest in.
"Well you can sit behind Elena, Elena raise your hand." He said and a girl with straight brown hair who looked like the popular girl from on of those teen movies raised her hand.
"Alright..." I said walking to the seat behind her and plopping down.
