It was 1964. I wasn't that much different than any other teenager. I liked American Bandstand ad Elvis, but I didn't really like this new group from England called The Beatles. They were exactly like all of the other groups that were coming from the other side of the Atlantic.

I lived in New York. I was born in Virginia, but I didn't want to stay there. My full name was Brandon Salvatore. I was 19. My father Joseph had been killed by some sort of animal when I was just a kid. I walked into a record store. I was looking for something new. It was pretty late at night, so I was the only one there, other than the woman at the counter.

"How can I help you?" She asked. She was cute with blonde hair and blue eyes and big tits and a nametag reading 'Rachel' I was debating whether I should ask her to go out somewhere with me after she closed.

"I was looking to see if you had this album by The Animals." I stated. They were the one band from England that I actually liked, even though it was more of the song than anything. They had come out with this new version of the old folk song "House of the Rising Sun' and I loved it.

"We're all out, but we'll have some more in tomorrow." She replied. "You can look around to see if there's anything else that you like."

I looked around the display at the front and all that I saw was songs by these girl groups and teen idols and The Beatles.

"Do you have anything that's not chick music?" I questioned.

"What do you mean by that?" She responded. She looked like she was a bit offended.

"You know some music that dudes would actually like." I remarked. I was a little bit annoyed by the judgmental look that she was giving to me.

"Well we have several records by The Beatles." Rachel answered.

"The Beatles are just a bunch of pretty boys that are going to disappear in a year or two." I declared. "Honestly they're just as much of chick music as everything else here."

"You know I'm getting a little tired of your dismissive misogyny." She declared.

"Well what are you going to do about it, Baby?" I declared as I ran my hand through her hair.

"I'll give you five seconds to leave before I do something that you won't like." Rachel remarked. She looked angry and was trying to sound threatening.

"You know you're cute when you're angry." I told her.

"That's it." She declared as the door suddenly slammed shut. I headed toward it, but I found that it wouldn't open. I then watched as she seemed to push the racks back with her mind. Holy crap, she was a witch.

"Please don't hurt me." I begged her.

"I'm not going to hurt you." She stated. "I have a different plan for you. I think that you need to learn a lesson. You need to see what your so called chick music sounds like from the other side."

She then grabbed my hand and smiled wickedly.

"If anyone asks, you'll tell that your name is Brenda." She stated. She then began to cast some sort of spell and I couldn't move. I couldn't even see. In fact, I passed out.

I woke up a little bit later, feeling different. I seemed to be wearing different clothes. I had something on my head. It seemed to be a headband and my hair was much longer. I also felt shorter.

"I see that you're awake, Brenda." Rachel stated.

"That's not my name. It's Brenda." I remarked. I then covered my mouth. I didn't know why I said that. "You turned me into a chick."

"You're very perceptive." She quipped. I looked in the mirror and saw I was wearing a yellow dress and headband with boots. I was even shorter than her.

"Change me back." I demanded.

"I might, but I don't feel like you've gotten the chance to know what it's really like to be a woman." She remarked. "Come back here tomorrow and if I feel like it, I'll fix you."

I went out into the night and first found that I was having trouble walking in the heels of the boots. I felt a little bit cold as the wind blew against my bare skin. I felt kind of vulnerable.

I walked by a club and noticed that they were playing some music. It was some of that chick music, but for some reason, it sounded better. I couldn't help but tap my feet to it a little.

"You know it's not exactly safe for a girl like you to be out here alone." A man told me. He was tall with long dark brown hair wearing a leather jacket and he was kind of cute…I did not just think that. He looked somewhat threatening.

"I'm not usually out like this." I declared.

"Well let's get this over with." He stated. "Before I kill you, tell me your name."

"It's…Brenda." I stammered. "Brenda Salvatore."

He then sped in front of me.

"Would you happen to be related to Joseph Salvatore?" He asked.

"He was my father." I stated. "Oh my god, you're the one who killed him. It wasn't an animal."

"Well now things have gotten a lot more interesting." He remarked. "I'm Damon by the way, and I decided that killing you won't be enough considering what you father did to me."

He then bit into his wrist and filled my mouth with his blood.

"Swallow." He commanded before looking me in the eye. I suddenly felt the need to do whatever he said. I drank the blood down before he put his mouth into my neck and began to drink from it. I eventually fell to the ground. I had never blacked out so many times in one day.

It was morning when I awoke. I noticed that I had a big headache and I was still female, so I hadn't dreamt that part. I smelled something delicious and noticed that it was a dead body. I backed before I saw a note attached to it.

Dear Brenda
I left you something to eat. You need to drank from that body or you'll die and if you do it before the sun goes down, you'll want to avoid the light.

Damon

I couldn't believe that it smelled so tantalizing. It was like I was craving the blood that was inside of it. I got closer and I put my hand in the wound on the man's neck. He was a police officer. I looked through his wallet and saw that he had had a family and Damon had killed him. I then licked the blood off of my hand and it was delicious. I stuck my mouth directly into the wound and drank until I was full. I had just drunk blood. Why had I done that? It then felt a pain in my teeth. It was agonizing. I stuck my finger on one of them and it pierced my skin…well it did until it suddenly closed up.

I decided to head for the door. I opened it and suddenly I felt the sun was burning my skin. I quickly closed the door and headed for the shadows. I was surprised how fast I had run.

As soon as the sun was down, I headed back to the record shop. I needed to get back into my own body immediately because something was seriously wrong with me. She was there and once again, no one else was.

"Change me back." I demanded. I felt pretty hungry. I hadn't eaten all day.

"How do I know that you've learned your lesson?" Rachel asked.

I then rushed over to her and grabbed her. She smelled so good.

"I can't change you back." She stated in surprise. What did she mean?

"What are you talking about?" I asked as I let her go.

"The spell I cast is one that alters the human body." She explained. "You've been turned into a vampire which means you're stuck like this."

"I'm a vampire?" I responded. I supposed it made sense since I had drunk blood and I was still craving it and harmed by sunlight. "This is all your fault. He wouldn't have attacked me if you hadn't done this to me. There has to something that you can do to fix it."

"I can do one thing." She remarked. "There's a spell that I can do so you can walk in the day. You're right this is my fault and now you're my responsibility. You're craving blood and I have to make sure that you get it without killing people. Tonight, I want you to come home with me."

I decided to listen to her since she seemed to have a better understanding of this than I did. Once we got to her apartment, she walked in, but I couldn't follow her.

"What the hell?" I asked.

"You have to be invited in." She stated. "You may come in."

"I'm so hungry." I told her.

"You need blood." She said as she held her wrist out. "Drink from me."

I slowly bit into her wrist and I began to drink. I started to indulge before she flung me across the room.

"You know I'm sorry for this." She apologized. "I only wanted to teach you a lesson. I didn't want it to be permanent."

She sounded like she meant it.

We stayed together for the next year. Once day we were getting some things from the supermarket when all of a sudden, some men with guns came in and opened fire. I managed to avoid being hit but then I saw Rachel on the ground bleeding. I knew what I had to do. I bit into my wrist and fed some blood into her mouth.

I grabbed her and headed out to the car and began to drive. I needed to get away from all of the blood. I wasn't looking and noticed that the light had changed and I swerved to avoid it, accidentally driving off the bridge. Once I was able to free myself, I looked to Rachel and realized that she wasn't breathing and I didn't know CPR. I grabbed her and took her to the shore. She then woke up gasping for air.

"Brenda, don't tell me that I'm…" She remarked.

"Well you're in transition, but I need you to complete it." I stated as I opened my bag and took out the extra ring that she had made me. "We're in this together, Rachel, and we can do this together. And call me Brandy."

2009

"Are you sure that you want this?" Rachel asked me as we sat in the car.

"I haven't been here since I was 17." I explained. "I want to see what home is like."

With that, she drove forward and we passed the sign that said "Welcome to Mystic Falls".

So this story just popped into my head. We're starting with two characters, Brandy played by Lucy Hale and Rachel played by Brittany Snow. Please don't forget to review.