《BEAUTIFUL LITTLE FOOLS {km daughter story}》PREFACE
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Bonnie Bennett and Marian Whitman had been friends since childhood. They'd first met when Marian's mother, Carrie, had adopted her at age six from a small orphanage in New Orleans and brought her back to her hometown of Mystic Falls. The two often spent time together, and every second weekend they'd sleep over at each other's houses, or rather they'd stay up talking about the latest gossip around town.
Marian smiled brightly as she fought with Bonnie, a laugh escaping her lips in shock as her friend hit her with a pillow.
"You're cleaning this up!" Marian shrieked, feathers flying out of the pillow.
Bonnie stopped, a cruel grin on her face. "Why don't you try it?"
Marian scoffed. "You know I suck at magic. I'm like the worst witch to have ever existed." Yes, Marian was a witch. But as she began to learn how to control her magic with Bonnie and her Grams, she'd discovered that she was very weak, something Bonnie liked to tease her about.
Bonnie laughed, lifting her hand. The feathers immediately stopped falling, instead slowly lifting into the air. She gently guided them back to the pillowcase which Marian held in her hands. Soon, the movement stopped, and all of the feathers had been returned to the case.
"Grams would kill me if she knew I was using magic," Bonnie said, stepping forward to take the pillow from her friend.
"Yeah, well I doubt she'll mind if she knows you did it to clean up after you destroyed a pillow," Marian said. She picked her phone up off her bedside table, backing away towards her bedroom door. "So you're good to clean this all up? Because I have a very important email," she said.
"Who is it?" Bonnie asked, wiggled her eyebrows. "Is it your mystery man," she said, snatching her phone from her hands. "What's his name? Kyle?"
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"Kaleb and I are just friends, and I only talk to him over email," Marian argued matter-of-factly, taking her phone back. She'd made an online friend at the start of the year, much to Bonnie's dislike. His name was Kaleb Westphall. He was very charming and at first she'd developed a crush on him, though Bonnie thought that he was too old for her—"three years is a lot".
"Sure," Bonnie teased. Marian scowled at her as she left her room, walking to the spare room. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She'd waited for this moment for almost two weeks; it was the day she was told would guarantee she'd reach him.
Marian's hands shook as she took a piece of paper out from the back of her phone, a phone number scribbled on the back. She was beyond nervous. Never in her life had she been so terrified. As she lifted the ringing phone to her ear, she could feel her heart increasing. Her palms began to sweat. Maybe it wasn't too late to back out. Maybe she could just hang up and—
"Hello?"
A voice. A man. She was shocked, too shocked to speak. She'd finally done it, or at least she thought she had. She'd been trying for years to find him, and yet now that she'd found him she was lost for words. Maybe she was dreaming. Surely she was. This couldn't possibly be him; and yet as he spoke again, she knew it was.
"Hello?" he repeated. "Who is this?"
She mustered all the strength she had left—her nerves had rendered her weak—and cleared her throat. She hesitated. What if it wasn't him? What if this was some poor man being burdened by her anxiety. Her hands shook as she spoke. "Elijah?"
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She heard a slight shocked breath. There was a pause. "Who is this?" he asked again.
"It's me."
"Marian?"
She let out a small cry; she'd done it! It had been almost a hundred years since she'd seen any of her family, and after years of searching, she'd finally found one. He spoke briefly to her, telling her that he would be arriving in Mystic Falls soon. She was overjoyed.
Bonnie, who had been sitting on Marian's bed waiting for her to return, shot up at the sight of her best friend's tear-stained face; though she was confused, for the girl also wore a grin.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
Marian looked at her, beaming. "I found my Uncle," she said. "I actually did it."
A thousand years ago she was born;
Gifted with beauty and magic.
Yet as a child she was cursed;
And her life was bound with that of her father ...
... and he was a Mikaelson .
Please enjoy this gif of a very awkward dinner party at the Mikaelson Mansion
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