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"So you don't think I'm fun, is that it Caroline?" Stefan asked his face playing between broodiness and playfulness, as he sat across from her in the booth, Damon was sitting next to him. Elena had left minutes earlier when she saw the two brothers come in.
"Well brother, she isn't wrong," Damon spoke his mouth forming his ever-present smirk and his blue eyes were glimmering with mischief has he took a sip of his bourbon.
"What, so if I walked over to a girl right now at the bar and took her over my shoulder and danced with her, that wouldn't be me being fun," Stefan spoke, he was trying hard not to smirk at their faces.
Caroline looked at him, "yeah right like broody Stefan would actually go out onto that dance floor," pointing to the party that was going down next to them in Mystic Grill, "pick up a girl and dance with her."
Taking a drink from his bourbon, he downed in one gulp before clinking it onto the table, standing up he headed towards the girl that he had noticed walk in only ten minutes before at the bar. Her long straight brown hair was almost to the middle of her back as she leaned on the counter waiting for the bar tender to notice her, wearing a red letterman jacket and dark blue skinny jeans with red converse. Coming up to her, he leaned down next to her ear, whispering in it quietly so that Caroline and Damon couldn't hear him with their vampire hearing.
Caroline and Damon watched as Stefan leaned next to the teen before lifting her over his shoulder, their jaws became slack at the move. As Stefan carried the girl over his shoulder he gave his brother and Caroline a smirk before depositing the girl in front of him before both of them started dancing to the music.
Keeping her voice low, even with the pulsating music as she looked up at Stefan, "so you want to tell me why there is a table of people staring at us?"
Looking over his shoulder at his friends before looking down at the teen, "proving a point."
"And what point would that be Mr. Salvatore?"
"Well Ms. Carter that would be that I am fun."
Gasping feigning shock, "how dare they not think your fun now they should of met you at the turn of twentieth century you were terribly boring then."
"Shut up," laughing at her statement, "so what brought you back to Mystic Falls?"
"Well you know a little bit of this a little bit of that," tilting her head ever so slightly each time she says 'little bit.'
"Never could get a straight answer from you, now could I," Stefan teased he had missed the playful banter that he and Jess shared. "But on a serious note I don't have to look over my shoulder for your big bad brother?" Somehow with the years of friendship he had with Jess her brother still hated him, he couldn't figure out if it was because he was friend's with his little sister or because when he first met him he had snapped his neck.
Waving her hand, "don't worry he is hopefully miles away from here."
"Well maybe we should head to my place to be sure."
Narrowing her eyes at him, "you just want to prove them wrong don't you?" smiling at the end so that he could see she wasn't mad, shrugging her shoulders, "why not."
With that they left the Grill and headed towards the Salvatore mansion. Neither seeing the shocked faces of Damon and Caroline.
"Well that was … shocking," Caroline spoke; she didn't know Stefan had it in him to pick up a girl.
Damon gulped down his bourbon, "well he finally learned something."
Once they reached the forest, Jess looked at Stefan before saying, "race you," with that she took off like a shot, Stefan yelling behind her that she was cheating.
She pretended to look at her nails as she stood by the door of mansion waiting for Stefan to show up ten seconds after her, "Your slow you know."
"I'm sorry, but how old are you again?" Stefan jokes.
Sticking her tongue out at him as he opens the door, "a lady never tells her age."
Grinning at her, "What lady?"
"Oh. Your just mean," Jess speaks her face going into a fake pout before sitting down on the old couch, crossing her arms.
Ignoring the fake pout, "Well what have you been up to, guessing by the letterman jacket your brother's decided to go back to college," considering the fact that it was way to big for her small frame.
Rolling her eyes, "yeah, and because of that I have to go back to high school since it wouldn't look right if his clearly younger sister wasn't in school."
"So you coming to Mystic High?" his forest green eyes shining bright at the thought, it would be great to have a friend there beside Caroline, Elena and him had been on the outs since he told her he thinks she likes Damon.
"Yeah, so just ignore my brother if you see him if you don't want your neck snapped, … again." Pulling her legs under her, she asks, "So what's new on your front?"
"Well Elena and I broke up and Damon is still being Damon. Have you ever heard of the Originals?"
Recognition passed through Jess's eyes, before she answered, "rumors, there supposed to be the first vampires in existence."
"Yeah they are. You know how Elena looks like Katherine," ignoring her gagging sound he continued, "well she was used in the Sun and the Moon sacrifice allowing Klaus to break his curse and become the Original Hybrid, now he needs her blood to create more hybrids. … During the summer I became his personal slave, apparently I knew him in the twenty's and he told me he had all his family locked away with daggers in their hearts. He took away my freedom and when he released me after I saved him from a white oak stake and he killed his father, as retaliation I stole his family," ignoring her gasp, "he has them back now and they are undaggered thanks to my brother and Klaus's brother Elijah yesterday."
"So the entire original family is alive and in Mystic Falls?" Jess says her face contorting to one of shock she knew it only meant one thing for her, she had already known about most of what Stefan had told her and when she had learned of Mikael's demise at the hands of Klaus she was ecstatic for him.
"Yeah but don't worry, Esther, their mother, made a deal with us they won't hurt us."
Her face scrunched up into confusion, "Esther, Esther Mikaelson is alive?" last time she checked that woman was buried six feet down and hopefully rotting in hell.
"Yeah, there's a ball tonight in honor of them being reunited." His eyebrows going down when he figured out what she said, "Wait how do you know their last name is Mikaelson?"
"Not important. So are you going?" not wanting to dwell on the fact that she knew them all personally.
"Yes," deciding not to tell her about the fact that Elena was personally invited to talk to Esther and he was planning on going in her place, the less people to know about that the better when it came to a plan involving the Originals. "Are you planning on crashing?"
Jess looked at Stefan like he was stupid before sarcastically answering, "Yeah sure. I want to crash a ball that is hosted by some of the most deadliest and oldest vampires in existence, sound like fun."
Minutes later they were reminiscing about the past, leaning forward Stefan spoke laughing at the memory, "remember when Preacher Quinton from that backwater town in Georgia caught us trying to buy whiskey at the saloon there."
"Yeah I don't think he would ever stop yelling at the fact that we were to young to be at the saloon or be drinking and since someone had been putting vervain in the coffee at the saloon, we couldn't compel him. I was just happy my brother had been a days ride away or he would have skinned me alive for all the stuff we pulled on that town."
"Yeah well the fact that we had been acting like twelve year olds wasn't helping, seriously we put chili peppers juice on towels so that when they went to polish the silverware it got all over it, we put skunk weed in the bath house. We were just lucky they just yelled it was eighteen seventy two they could of done a whole lot more to us than a verbal chastisement."
"Yeah well who were they to say that we had to act a certain way and that," mimicking how some of the adults in that area spoke, "young men and lady's do not speak to elders in that tone or act as heathens, you were not raised in a barn," with that the opening rift of AC/DC Back in Black blasted through the air, Jess quickly picked it up moving away from couch and then the living room, "Hello."
Stefan listened as Jess talked quietly on the phone he couldn't make out the words on the other side since the man was talking so low, but he could tell it was a man, though he could hear Jess' side as he listened in her old world accent becoming more pronounced as she talked, "Come on ... do I have too ... Why you always got to play that card. Fine whatever. ... Yes sir."
Once the phone call ended he heard her mumble under her breath "dick."
"So who was that?"
"Scott."
"What he want that got you saying 'yes sir.' "
"You know that ball the Mikaelson's are hosting?"
"Yeah you still won't tell me how you know them," pointing his index finger at her.
Waving him off, "Yeah well I now have to go to it," picking up her jacket, "and now I have to get a stupid dress."
"For someone you only started wearing pants in the last half century you seem to hate the idea of dresses."
"Yeah well let's see how you would like having to wear them for centuries." She was extremely happy when she didn't have to wear corsets any longer it made it extremely difficult to breath.
Smirking, "luckily I don't have too." She stuck her younger out at him, "So where do you plan on finding a date this short notice."
"I don't," she then gave him a smirk of her own, "unless you want to do it, I can guarantee that your neck will be broken at least 3 times."
Quirking his eyebrows he inquired, "Only three times?"
Shrugging, "I'm being optimistic. So I'll see you later, text me when you get there and I'll make sure Scott doesn't start early just for the fun of it."
"See you later." With that Jess left and Damon walked in a few minutes later.
"Brother," Damon spoke looking around the house trying to see if anyone was still there, "so what happened to the girl you left with?"
"Left a few minutes ago," faking regret, "too bad."
"You left her alive?" Damon asked, somewhat surprised since Stefan was just getting over a ripper binge.
Waving him off, Stefan headed towards the stairs. He didn't want Damon corrupting one of his few long-term friends, especially since he had killed Lexi and Jess was the last of his truly best friends.
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