Chapter 1: Mystic Falls

 I'm watching out my window with my headphones on watching the houses go by one by one. I didn't want to move to a new town, we were fine where we were, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I open my eyes to see the town sign go past us, Welcome to Mystic Falls. The car stops moving and my brother opens my door and slides my headphones off. "I know you don't like the move Mia, but act like you're fine with it for Aunt and Uncle's sake." Oliver says. I nod my head, and he makes a hand gesture saying to smile. I smile and get out of the car to see uncle unloading everything into the house while auntie helps him. "Mia, you get to pick the room you want first." Auntie says without looking at me. I look up at the two-story white house and then walk in and up the stairs to look at all the rooms. I didn't like any of them because they were too big for my liking.

 I open a door and see stairs leading up, so I walk up them and open a door to see a small room with multiple windows instead of just one. I smile and look around for the light switch and flip it on to get a better look. The walls were a pastel purple, and the floor was light wood, I rushed down and grabbed my things from uncles' hands and rushed back up the stairs. I put my things on the full-size bed and looked around thinking of what to do. I start unpacking my stuff and by the time I'm done it's still light out. I look in my stand-up mirror and see my white hair and blue eyes. I wore a cute white long sleeve and light blue skinny jeans with cute black combat boots. I wanted to go out and get a desk for my room, so I walked downstairs and saw my aunt in the kitchen with my uncle and brother on the couch. My brother looked more like Uncle and Auntie than I did with his brown hair and green eyes. I shake my head and say, "Hey, I'm going to the store down the street to get me a desk." Auntie doesn't answer, but Uncle looks at me and says, "Be careful, do you need your brother's help?" I shake my head no and wave to them before leaving the house. I walk down the street until I see the store, Kim's workshop. I walk in and a bell goes off, I look around and I find the desk section. I go to back up, but bump into someone making them spill paint all over them and me. I immediately help the guy up saying sorry multiple times, he looks at me and walks away without saying a word. Rude. I look at my now not white, but blue shirt. I huff and look at the mess, I look around for a mop and start mopping the floor. Someone takes the mop out of my hands roughly and puts a black zip up jacket around me. I look up at the guy I bumped into and see him putting the jacket around me and zipping it up. Now that I was close to him, I could see now how handsome he was. He had brown, but a hint of red in his hair, brown eyes, and a black beauty mark under his left eye. He wasn't American, that's for sure, his hair was styled though. He wore a dark gray long sleeve and jeans with a now covered in paint apron. He looks up and stops when he looks into my eyes and I instantly move away and say, "I'm so sorry I wasn't looking around and bumped into you all I was doing was looking for a desk. I just moved here and..." He holds his hand up and I stop talking, he walks over to the desks and points to the one I was looking at. I nod my head, and he grabs the big heavy box. I walk behind him to pay for the desk, and he writes, do you have a truck or anything I can put this in? I look at him and nod my head no, he then writes, I'll help just wait until my shift ends. He then puts it behind the desk after I pay and walks off to mop the floor. Can he not talk? I look around the store and find a bunch of bookshelves, beds, desks, and other things. I sit on a couch and close my eyes and end up falling into darkness. I get poked on the cheek, and I open my eyes slowly to see I'm laying down on the couch and the boy is on his knees looking at me. I sit up and he looks at me, I look around and see it's now nighttime. I try to turn on my phone, but it's dead. He pulls out his phone and shows me the time, 8:00!!! I stand up quickly and he takes off his apron and hangs it up and grabs the box. I follow him out to his truck, and he puts it in the back then opens my door. I get in and he shuts it after me, I give him directions to my house after we buckle up. Once we reach the house he gets out and grabs the box and sets it in front of the door. He comes to me and holds out his phone saying, I need your number. I look at him and he rolls his eyes and writes, you're paying me back for the spill earlier. I nodded my head and put in my number and saved my name in his phone while he pulled out a pen. He yanked my arm to him and wrote his number, so I knew who it was and something else I didn't get to see before he dropped my arm and left. I watched the truck leave, and I hollered for my brother to bring the box to my room. Once we are in my room, he looks at me and asks, "Who's jacket is that?" I look down and realize I never gave his jacket back. "Someone lent it to me because I had an accident." I say. "What accident?" He asks. I unzip the jacket and show him the paint on me. He started laughing and I hit him, but he surrendered by putting his hands up. He leaves my room shutting the door and I take the jacket off and look at my arm. Kim Han-Joon. I smile and change into my pj's then put my phone on the charger. I walk downstairs to eat with the family, and it goes silent, I sit down anyways and ask, "What's going on?" My brother looks down and Auntie looks at me for the first time today and says, "You're turning eighteen soon..." I nod my head confused and Uncle says, "You'll be experiencing changes that you don't understand." My eyes widen and I stand up and say, "Guys, come on." My brother looks up and he starts to say something, but I leave and go up to my room with tears in my eyes. I shut the door and lay in bed, my phone then goes off and it says, "Save my number Mia." I save his number and sit up in bed to see a cat sitting at my window, I get up, but the cat is skittish. I calm it and then pick it up in my arms asking it, "How did you get up here?" It was an orange cat with no collar, I pet it, and it started purring. I wipe my eyes from the tears earlier and the cat looks at me. I smile and say, "It's not right of them to bring up my birthday, especially since they know I don't celebrate it." I look down and the cat jumps onto my bed and lays down. "I know you can't understand me, but at least I can talk to you." I say and the cat looks over and blinks.