A.N.: Can I just say that I'm sick of the entire cast of TVD falling over themselves over Elena? Elena/Katerina/Tatia? Every delicious vampire in the VD universe is hung up over the same woman! It's incredibly boring to have everyone fawning over Elena. Introduce someone else to catch their eye, please?! Someone worthy!

That said; I had a few ideas for a story, one of them giving the Salvatore brothers an elder-sister who was also turned, but after she had five children, and by Damon. Anyway, that idea morphed into this one; giving Damon and Stefan a female descendent…and now I've got an even better idea for her family-history. Anyway, I really wanted someone for Elijah. Someone who is best-friends with Elena but grows more and more dissatisfied by the repercussions of Damon and Stefan's actions to protect Elena.

I just wanted a girl who would be more beautiful than Elena, but gets none of the attention, sees what a danger Stefan and Damon's love for Elena is, and always tries to take the moral high-ground, and is the kind person. There seriously lacks a character whose personality is inherently kind. Despite what Elijah says about Elena, she is duplicitous.

I also wanted to have a character who deserved the stop-and-stare-in-awe reactions Elena always gets for putting on a dress. I want my character to sneak up and effectively smack people in the face when she gets dressed up, because she's so unassuming otherwise.

Drunken Binges, Funerals and Formals

01

Dear Diary

August 28, 12:02 a.m.

Mystic Falls

Specifically; my bedroom. On the window-seat. I'm not yet tempted to jump, though it's a matter of time before bodies start piling up around here.

Favourite song of the moment; My Body, Young the Giant.

Measure of inebriation: slightly toasted.

Level of TL hatred: …mild.

*I'm worried Uncle Stefan might eat the cat.

Let me lay out the scene:

In her bedchamber, the enigmatic Giuliette "Giulia" Salvatore pulls her pyjamas on after a party in the woods with a bonfire, kegs, and the opportunity to get wasted and forget that her boyfriend, the world's biggest douche, Tyler Lockwood, is hooking up with Vicky Donovan. As he has all summer, behind her back.

Ex-boyfriend.

He could have at least been subtle.

But Vicky? If Tyler passed me over for Vicky Donovan, what does that say about how he saw me? A piece of trash, probably. Mean less to him than one of the beer-cans he crumpled on the ground in the woods.

Perhaps a little part of me wanted to see Vicky suffer for being a world-class whore. But I know it's not her fault Tyler's a dick and she's under the delusion he'll ever see her as more than an easy lay. While it's completely her fault I was paranoid and visited the clinic after discovering Tyler had been screwing her, it isn't her fault a vampire attacked her.

But after reading the journals in his closet, I knew it wasn't a good idea for Uncle Stefan to stay in Mystic Falls.

It doesn't matter if he claims he's been on bunny-blood, Vicky was attacked in the woods, almost drained. I'm the only one at that party who really knows what that means, what really happened. Uncle Stefan says it wasn't him; but after reading what he's capable of, I have my doubts.

But at the party, when Vicky was attacked, he grabbed me and brought me home, said not to leave the house till sunrise. Most vampires don't have those sunlight-rings he and Uncle Damon have.

I guess he's worried there might be another vampire in Mystic Falls. And if they pick up that he's in town too, they might try to contact him and cause trouble; perhaps he didn't attack Vicky, perhaps he's trying to protect me by keeping me in the house.

I'm gonna hear it from Bonnie; she totally thinks Stefan has that broody, protective older-brother vibe going on around me. She reckons Stefan should beat the crap out of Tyler; thing is, if Stefan did pick a fight, Tyler really would be reduced to nothing but a bloody pulp. But I guess he would do whatever is necessary to protect me if he thought another vampire was in Mystic Falls preying on the sweet young things.

Either way, Dad and I both thought Uncle Stefan staying in Mystic Falls was a bad idea. I'm supposed to go on pretending that he's my cousin; nobody need ever know what he is, he just wants to get to know Elena.

Therein lies the eternal question; why does Elena look like that antique photograph of 'Katherine', taken in 1864, when Uncle Stefan started writing his journals? When he was seventeen years old. When he died.

And why does Stefan want to know Elena? What could he possibly gain from posing as a high-school student?

Caroline, of course, wants to make my wariness over Stefan something ugly; that I'm jealous that he's paying Elena more attention than he is me. But that's Caroline; petty and a little bitter, controlling with incessant self-esteem issues. She tries so hard, but sometimes it's too much; she just needs to learn to relax. And not stick her foot in her mouth, like saying I have a crush on Uncle Stefan.

Yeah. She said that. Of course, she asked if we were "kissing cousins", as I'd introduced Stefan as my cousin at school.

Stefan's worried about his compulsion; on his diet of animal-blood, he doesn't have the strength that another vampire would have in those mind-control tricks, but he got into the school system, and he's promised to help me with all my History assignments.

I've promised if he does anything to hurt Elena or any of my friends, I will steal his sun-ring while he sleeps.

How long until Uncle Damon returns to Mystic Falls?

He was here in May; he snuck up on me at the bonfire, said he'd seen Elena and asked what I knew about her. That was just before the crash; I saw Stefan about two hours later, dripping wet.

He said he'd heard the crash, jumped in to save Elena and her parents. But Mr Gilbert wouldn't let Uncle Stefan help him; he made Uncle Stefan save Elena. That sounds just like Mr Gilbert. I miss him and Miranda perhaps as much as Elena and Jeremy do. Miranda was the only mother-figure I ever knew.

Uncle Stefan made me promise made me swear never to tell Elena his secret. He knows I wear vervain to prevent compulsion; but if he wants me to trust him around my friends, he has to trust me that I won't betray his secret. I warned him that Elena is smart. And tenacious; she can be stubborn as a bulldog when she wants answers about something.

I'll write more tomorrow; I should go and see how Matt's doing, whether he needs help with anything. It's just him and Vicky at home, and most of the time he's dragging Vicky out of trouble. She takes him for granted. But I wish I had a brother like him.

Or like Damon. That's the best benefit of having a living-dead relative; he's forever in his early-20s. He never dies. And when he's home, he compels the bartenders at the Grill to serve me, takes me shopping, chats and just spends time with me. Uncle Stefan's always too afraid of hurting me in my delicate human state to do anything fun. Uncle Damon is volatile, but the bigger danger is Stefan: reading his journals, it seems he goes on binges, 'ripping' his victims, if he's tempted into drinking human blood. At least we always know Uncle Damon is mercurial; the danger is ignoring signs that Uncle Stefan might be on the strong stuff.

I miss Uncle Damon when he's away; my pal. He made me swear not to tell that he'd be back in Mystic Falls this week. He told me he wanted to see the comet.

He saw it the first time it passed through Mystic Falls.

I hate how infrequent his visits are. Dad thinks he's a bad influence—the worst—but I don't think so. For a man who has been dead for 145 years, he knows how to live in a way I never contemplate when he's not around. But I should; it's an insult to those who can't not to live my life to the fullest extent of my abilities.

With Uncle Stefan in town, there is sure to be trouble. So I don't want to come to the end of my life regretting things I never took the opportunity to experience.

Anyway… To Neverland, because I am exhausted, and my buzz is gone.

Although, I have to admit, the memory of Stefan showing up Tanner about the Battle of Willow Creek and the Fell church-fire in History class still makes me grin. I will treasure it forever!

Goodnight!

Giulia

A.N.: So she's probably writing this journal-entry while Damon and Stefan are fighting it out on the driveway, she just didn't hear them (probably had her iPod on). I'm starting this from the beginning, so I can build in a few plot twists, and verbal spankings for Elena, because she seriously needs them sometimes.