A/N. This story is inspired by Taylor Swift's song's ''Enchanted.'' and ''Love Story.''

Elena Gilbert strolled down the staircase of her parent's mansion. She was ecstatic to show off her new dress that her grandmother gotten her. She strolled into the kitchen to find her mother and father sitting at the table.

''Elena! You look beautiful!'' Her mother said

''Thank you, mother. I like this dress quite favorably.'' Elena said as she twirled around.

''You should have worn that to your coronation, darling.'' Her father said

''Can't I wear it again ?'' Elena asked

''It wouldn't be entirely proper, dear.'' Her mother said. According to her, only wear the dress once and then give it to the poor. Elena felt some vexation toward's that but she put on a happy face.

''So, mother have you set the date for my coronation ?'' Elena asked

''The 23rd. Oh and it is required to invite the founding family the Salvatore's, even of our dislike and protest toward that.'' Her mother stated. Her whole family hated the Salvatore's, Elena had never had the plessure of meeting them, but if her family hated them she figured she would like them, they were the worst critics.

''Why do you dislike them ?'' Elena asked

''They overeached us, Elena. And they feeling is mutual on both parties.'' Her mother said.

''Not to mention the fact that the eldest Salvatore boy was pretty well over the bay.'' (A/N. That mean's drunk!)- Elena's father said.

''Everyone make's mistake's..'' Elena mumbled, as her parents shot her a glare.

''Elena, please do not take up for thier action's. Don't be a wanton daughter.''

''Our action's is what make's us human, father. I am not being a wanton, I am being bold!'' Elena yelled

''I am not in this dispute, Elena. Please go to your room and think about where being bold is going to get you!'' Her father yelled back.

''Hopefully away from you...'' Elena mumbled

X

Elena layed on her bed and sighed. She knew she was being diffucult and stubbon but they are the cause. Elena figured she should apoligize, so she went downstairs and stood in front of her.

''Mother, father. I am sorry I insulted your honor, and showed poor judgement, I am ready to be a lady.'' Elena said as she smiled slightly.

''Thank you, I am proud you had the courage to apoligize.'' Her father said.

Here we go again, with the perfect daughter act.

(Elena's house)

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(Elena's dress)

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(Elena's bedroom)

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