~"And I don't know why he kissed me. But...he kissed me," I explained to Bonnie and Elena. Elena had taken me to the cute coffee shop, Audrey's Espresso, down the street from school, and she had wondered why I was acting so strange in school today. I told her everything that had happened yesterday with Damon. And even Bonnie got defensive when I said that Damon was intruding on my privacy and had kissed me.
"Oh my God, Alex. I'm so sorry. Maybe you should come over to my place later so you can take your mind off things," Elena suggested, giving Bonnie a worried look. Bonnie nodded in agreement.
I threw up a hand with frustration. "Does it matter? He can follow me wherever I am, even your place" I complained, drinking more of my caramel latte.
"It does matter, Alex," Bonnie said, leaning forward, hands folded on the iron table we all sat at. "If you're tired of your brother being an ass and Damon just won't leave you alone, then you, me, Elena, and Caroline can go to my place tonight and you can spend the night if you wish. If it's okay with Elena, of course." Bonnie looked at Elena. Elena smirked, and then nodded her approval.
"You...you guys don't mind, do you?" I asked, sipping more coffee. "I know that you guys have only known me a few days, but do you really want to..."
"Of course. So don't sweat it," Bonnie reassured, touching my hand.
Suddenly, Bonnie's face went black and staring straight at me, and her brown eyes bored into my soul. They looked straight at me, watching me and searching every corner of her mind.
"Oh my God," she whispered. "He was the one who did it."
Elena and me gave her Wft? looks, and Bonnie blinked, looking around her.
"Oh, Lord. I'm so sorry. Please, excuse me. I think I need another coffee..." She hastily got up and hurried into the shop for another cup of double chocolate chip mocha frapeccino.
"Awkward," I muttered, drinking more of the delicious cold coffee.
Elena chuckled. "Yeah; she does that sometimes, but just ignore it. It's nothing, really." She pulled out her ringing cell phone, and flipped it open.
"Hey, Stefan," he said, turning the other way. Just then, across the street in a field next to an apartment building, stood Damon in a leather jacket. He was, as usual, watching me. I flushed at his charming smile at me, then turned away to Bonnie, whom sat back down with another cup of coffee. The color actually blended in with her milky skin.
"I just saw Damon, behind Elena," I stated softly as soon as Elena shut her phone. I notioned to the little field beyond the street, and both girls looked. But the smiling Damon wasn't there. "I swear to God, if he does not leave me alone, then I will find a way to get home and live there in the suburbs if I have to; just to stay away from him."
Elena grinned. "He won't bug you when you come over to my place and do lots of make-overs and manicures and pedicures. And we will all sleep in my living room if you want," she said.
Rolling my eyes, I drank even more coffee. "Only if I get to sleep on the couch," I said over the rim of my cup.
"Of course," Bonnie said.
~The sleep over was very interesting. While Caroline touched up my face, Elena doing my fingers, and Bonnie having the strength to do my smelly toe nails, I sat back and chatted happily wth them, simply loving the attention.
"So," Caroline gushed after they were done. "What do you think, Miss Hot Stuff?" She was shoving a mirror into my face, and I blinked around the eyeliner and looked carefully. My toes were painted bloody red, and my fingernails were a polished black. My eyes were glittered with sparkly green and black eyeliner. The mascara made my eyelashes really long and sexy. I loved it.
"Remind me to come to you guys whenever I go out," I commented, and they giggled.
"It's what we do," Caroline murmured, twirling a blond curl around her finger, smiling at herself.
I snorted, and stood up. "I wish I had style. All I can wear is Abercrombie and Fitch with hardly any makeup. My Mom thought I didn't even need makeup to look pretty," I said, searching my bag for my PJ'S and pillow.
There was a slight knock at the front door, and, frowning, Elena got up to open the door. But she huffed when she spied the person through the peep hole, and mouthed, Alex. Upstairs. I got the hint and tip-toed upstairs to her room.
"Who is it?" I asked as she shut the window and closed the door.
"Damon," she said sighing. "And he doesn't look so happy." She sat on her bed, and motioned for me to join her. I accepted the invitation.
"Probably because Stefan told him that I am not interested in Damon and Damon just wants his lunch money back," I muttered.
Elena giggled. "Probably," she agreed. Then she got all serious.
"Hey, Alex. Can I tell you something? And you promise you won't tell anyone else? It's about Damon and Stefan," she said, tucking her thick comforter closer to herself. I grabbed a handful for myself and watched the dim light throw rainbows off my black nails.
"Well," she started. "Are you a believer in, like, vampires and werewolves and witches and stuff like that?"
I considered. I loved supernatural things like Twilight, but I've never ever thought about that I was a believer or not. "You can say I that. But I'm not that much of a believer, if you want the truth." I shrugged.
Elena took a deep breath. "Well...Damon and Stefan are..."
"Elena, Alex. Damon is demanding he see Alex. He says it's important and he won't leave until he sees her. I've tried shoving him away, but he won't budge." Caroline's sweet voice cut Elena off like knife cutting meat.
