I should just make Elena from VD, or maybe even Nina Dobrev, some sort of relative of my Elena, just for the heck of it.
Elena lips turned up on her own accord. "Sounds like you know from personal experience." she said, for a small moment acting like her normal self. Instantly, she noted her mistake, hoping the comment didn't imply that the vampire in front of her was was weaker then the female vampire behind him. She bit her lip again, her eyes shifting around her, alert in case any others were to come her way. She had to be more careful... at least until she was seen as one of them... She knew that if she where to mess up... or to offend any of them... her chances of joining... or even living would be over.
'Gah! I wish you were here...' she thought, thinking of Zerick. He had been the object of Elena's love in her human life. He was a vampire, and yet he loved her... but now... he was dead, leaving Elena, now a vampire, to fend for herself. Elena wished that he could help her. He was always smart, witty, handsome, and polite... He had ways of persuading others, that Elena could never hope of doing... And now... it didn't matter. Because he was dead.
Elena shut the mental door on her thoughts. No, thinking about him was too painful... it was best to move on and forget... Of course, Elena knew that was impossible- the forgetting part. Because for a girl who sees the past, it's almost impossible to move on to the future.