Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING OF THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, even if I wanted Damon and Klaus all to myself.

I decided to rewrite a few things, correct others, so just I could make this a Klaus x Oc x Damon fic. I decided this against a little thinking, but let's see how it works. Anyways, I'm sorry that I went missing, but I will start updating it soon!

Kaleen walked in circles. The impatience was almost eating her alive. Her mother always insisted on her going out, etcetera. She knew that her mom insisted on it because she felt guilty. As if the girl needed this. She just wanted to stay at home, watching The Vampire Diaries, saying how Stefan Salvatore is cute and eating popcorn. All of that shit.

"Kaleen, they arrived" her mother and her childhood friends plotted to take her out of the home. The threat to put the DVDs of her favorite TV show was kinda a low blow if you actually ask.

"I'm comin'!"

After coming down the stairs hurriedly, she stopped in the front of the mirror, checking her looks. Her black hair was kinda long, passing her jawline, maybe she should cut them again. Her caramel eyes were actually with a little eyeliner on the corner. Her pale skin made her eyes and hair be highlighted in a way that used to be pretty, but now it was making her look sick. She thought that she was pretty, past tense, but this didn't matter. She wasn't okay, but she pretended like she was.

When she got to the door, Lizzie and Nicolly hugged her, and then already started talking, without giving Kaleen time to even process her thoughts.

"Come back before midnight!" her mother screamed.

Both of the girls talked between themselves, leaving Kaleen in silence. "Maybe within an hour, they leave me alone."

"Kal, you're so quiet." Lizzie commented, eyeing her warily. "Whatcha happened?"

"Nothing, I'm just not excited today."

"Truthfully, you just wanted to stay at home and binge-watching that vampire TV show, locked in your own room, didn't you?" Nicolly spotted. "Come on, Kal, you need to have fun! Give the Salvatore brothers a break and let's have a night, just one, of fun. Pretty please with cherries on the top?"

"Okay. I'll try."

They didn't take long to arrive at Josh's Buttler house, the most popular boy in high school. But if you're thinking about a high school cliché romance between him and Kaleen, you are wrong. With capital letters. "Great! The party will be on the house of this asshole."

After they got in, the girls sat down on the couches with everybody, joining their truth or dare round. They rolled the bottle, and it ended pointing to Kaleen.

"Truth or dare?" Krystal asked.

"Truth."

"Are you a virgin?" this question made the black-haired girl choke.

"Yea."

"Well, it isn't like nobody expected a different answer." Josh said, an evil smile plastered on his face.

Kaleen wanted to bury herself six feet under because of this humiliation, but she didn't budge. She was too prideful. He actually made it look like that nobody wanted to have sex with her, and she took it as an offense. Even if the girl had her own comebacks, she hadn't anything to answer this. And wanted to cry a river about it.

Some time into the party, everybody was drunk, but not the blue-eyed girl. Most of them were passed out, and the ones who lasted were looking for some fun in the house. Kaleen was near a bookshelf, looking for the titles when someone came from behind.

"I doubt you to read this sentence..."

"Josh?" the girl asked. "You are drunk. Of course." she should've just stood home.

He didn't answer like he was in a kind of trance, and just caught a random old book and opened it without caution. The boy pointed to a sentence and stayed:

"100 bucks if you read this loudly."

"But why?"

"I dunno. Just do it already."

"Ookay." she started to read mentally, before reading it loudly. "Phasmatus amplitudines altera movet me."

After that, everything went black.

Kaleen woke up with the sunlight on her face and sensations coming through her body. Someone clearly was kissing her belly.

"WHAT THE HELL?"

Quickly, the head of this someone got up. It was a man. "HOLY SHIT I WAS RAPED!"

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" the guy screamed. He had black hair, blue eyes, a well designed jawline..."WAIT, IS DAMON SALVATORE?"