Title: Doppel Gangster's Paradise
Author: GEM1588
Beta: Danielle Salvatore
Rating: T
Written for mahjong90mulan's Twilight/Vampire Diaries Crossover Challenge, though I took a few liberties with the requirements. AU with a sprinkling of OOC.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Chapter One
Port Angeles, Washington State
They were quite possibly the most annoying teenage girls I had ever seen in my life. A part of me wanted to snap their necks just to shut them up. And I would have. A quick flick of my wrist and they'd be lying motionless on the floor. I'd leave them there, as their blood certainly wasn't up to my standards.
"What do you think?" the Annoying one asked as she paraded around the dressing room in frilly lemonade colored frock from three seasons ago.
"You look amazing!" the Asian girl with the horrendous glasses answered. Clearly she needed to get back to her optometrist for a new prescription.
"What about you?" The Annoying one twirled around in front of the mirror showing off the flowing skirt for her rather dull looking brunette friend. I'd seen road kill with more shine in their hair. Poor girl needed to get to a salon ASAP. A little highlight never hurt anyone.
"It's really…," The Brunette began to reply as she leaned against the rack of dresses.
Apparently, the Brunette was not the sharpest tool in the shed. The rack she was leaning against was on rollers (as most dress racks are in boutiques). Her weight set the wheels in motion.
For me it the scene played out in slow motion. When I tell you it was worse than the acting in an adult film, I am not kidding.
The girl's body tilted, her arms flailed then her face filled with surprised expression. She managed to utter a small gasp as she tried to grab the moving rack to catch her balance which only succeeded in making it fly across the room and into the shoe rack.
The girl's feet left the floor and with a thud she fell on her ass.
Instantly there was a flurry of activity:
"Bella!" The Annoying one squealed in a register I hadn't heard since I castrated old… what was his name?
"Oh My God!" The girl with glasses exclaimed as she rushed over to her friend. "Oh My God" is right. Those glasses were certainly an eyesore.
"Are you hurt?" The shopkeeper also hurried over, clearly more concerned about a lawsuit than her customer's well-being.
This was one of those moments I was glad for the recent upgrade I had made to a camera phone. Snapping a quick picture of the girl I sent it to my boy-toy of the moment, knowing that he'd find it amusing.
He replied back ever so promptly with one of those little smiley face icons.
I smiled as I read his text about missing me. I trained him so well. It's going to be a shame when I have to kill him. In the meantime, I plan to enjoy every moment. He's a cutie.
"I'm going to check out the bookstore I saw," this Bella girl replied to the Annoying one as she rubbed the sore spot on her backside.
Books. I rolled my eyes. What kind of girl preferred books over dresses? The ones who didn't have an escort to the event, of course.
Loser.
The small bells on the door jingled as the brunette exited the boutique leaving me alone with her two friends who had disappeared into the dressing room.
I busied myself checking the recent texts I had received while waiting for the shopkeeper to assist me.
Their voices were low whispers, but I could hear every word perfectly.
"Why didn't you help her?"
"What was I supposed to do?"
"Use that teknetic thing you have."
"It's called telekinesis. And besides, we don't even know Bella that well yet. The last thing I need is for her to see me using magic."
Magic.
The girl with the glasses was a witch.
This was my lucky day.
Witches were a weakness of mine. Like shoes, I could never have enough. There were many different kinds. Some had more purpose than others, but they were all keepers. Over the years I'd acquired an extensive collection.
I'm talking about witches. Not shoes.
Let the stalking begin.
I hastily selected a few items from a rack and causally entered the dressing room.
The annoying girl had changed out of the frilly dress into a pale pink one with a large sash at the waist. Nothing like calling attention to those hips…Yikes!
"Try this one," I offered holding out a strapless black A-line gown.
"Um, okay," the girl accepted my offering and went behind the screen.
I then turned to the tiny witch beside me who held a green and turquoise striped atrocity in her arms. Have these girls never seen a fashion magazine? Or watched TV? This was going to be too easy.
"I think this would be a much better choice," I selected a sweetheart cream colored dress from a nearby hook.
"But it's white," she reached out for the hanger.
"Trust me," I replied gesturing toward the changing screen
It didn't take long before both girls were dancing around the shop absolutely elated over finding the perfect gowns.
I celebrated with them, but for a completely different reason.
"We're going to meet Bella for dinner. Why don't you come with us?" Annoying asked as we left the shop.
"Oh, I couldn't impose," I modestly declined.
"You're not imposing," the little witch smiled at me.
"The more the merrier," the Annoying one sang.
"Alright," I agreed, already planning the remainder of my evening.
"The car is over here," Annoying led us to toward the lot across the street. "I'm Jessica by the way."
"I'm Angela," the witch said as we walked.
They both looked at me expectantly.
In answer to the unspoken question, I smiled as warmly as I extended my hand in greeting.
"Katherine."
As first person is not my normal style - your reviews and critiques are appreciated. Gemma