Ever since I was young, younger than I appear to be now, I've been obsessed with vampires. Mama would tell me every tale she could remember, and the best childhood gift I got was Dracula. So it came as no surprise that, when I was cornered in the street by two creatures with sparkling skin, I didn't try to fight.
It happened like this.
I was running errands for my mother. Back then, we were Russian peasants. We had no money, no free time, and little food. My mother always managed to pull through for us, though, managing to buy each of her 14 children a meager gift on our birthdays- the ones she remembered, anyway. I was buying a small prayer book for my youngest sister Ksenia when they appeared.
They were both extremely attractive, and about my age of 12, with dark hair and porcelain skin. They were so alike they could have been twins, though fraternal, seeing as one was male and one female. As I was looking, the boy's head swiveled in my direction, and his eyes met mine. The moment that happened, I felt an instant connection. My knees went week and my head spun. Of course, then, I didn't know that those were what falling in love was supposed to feel like.
A/N: I know that this is my second Alec/OC fanfic, but my last one has really bad quality and someone took my idea and wrote one. I'll admit, the writing quality is better, but they get a lot more publicity. Nevermind. I sound like a brat.