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The next day was a blur.
I had woken up to find that Caroline had dropped off the new top for my uniform as my old one didn't fit anymore. I put on my cheerleading uniform and put my hair into an extremely tight ponytail. At school nobody mentioned what had happened in history the day before, everyone was too busy talking about the game later that night. After school ended, I went home to eat and freshen up before the game. I walked back into my room after grabbing some chips from the kitchen only to find Damon sitting on my bed looking at one of the yearbooks that was on the shelf near my desk.
"Damon, if you want to visit me, use the front door." I sighed.
"Takes too long." He murmured before flipping a page. That's when I remembered that Stefan would give Elena vervain that day. I opted not to tell Damon.
"Hey, can you make sure you kill Tanner tonight?" I asked as I walked over to my vanity to fix my ponytail.
"Why?" He asked peeking up from the yearbook.
"You do in the show." I simply shrugged back.
"Fine." He muttered. I looked at him.
"Why are you here?" I questioned placing my hands on my hips.
"I was bored. You know, you look a little like this woman that I-"
"Isobel Flemming?" I asked turning back around to the mirror to fix my makeup.
"You know about that?" He asked.
"Yep. Oooh! Speaking of people I look like, can you compel my english teacher to give our class a family tree assignment?" I asked sweetly.
"Yeah, but wh-"
"You'll see!" I said.
"Alexa," Damon whined,"You already know everything about me. What are you planning?" He asked me.
"Let it go, you'll find out in a few weeks!" I said, rolling my eyes. I heard a growl and the next thing I knew, I was pinned against the wall next to my vanity.
"Tell me. Now." The way he was glaring at me sent shivers down my spine.
"Damon, I don't want you to accidentally mess everything up." I glared back. What did he not understand?
"Just. Tell. Me." He grit out.
"Elena and the Alexa from this world were adopted." I murmured in defeat, my heart pounding. He drew back, puzzled. "Really? That would explain some things." He thought aloud.
"Why Elena looks like Katherine?" I asked.
"Why you both look like her." Damon corrected.
"Both? I look nothing like them!" I exclaimed.
"It's there a little bit, in the eyes and the face shape." He said quietly. I shook my head. Nina Dobrev was gorgeous, I was just… me. My eyes wandered over to the clock on my night stand and I noticed the time.
"Oh my god! I have to get to school!" I wailed. I was five minutes late.
"Allow me." Damon said before picking me up and throwing me out the window for the second time. I screamed again, but not as loudly this time.
"I hate it when you do that!" I whisper shouted at him as he carried me towards his car.
"But you still love me." He said batting his eyes at me and I laughed.
"Good one." I shook my head. We got in and Damon drove at an extremely unsafe speed. We got to the school and I directed Damon to my English teacher before I fixed my scarf and jogged over to the other cheerleaders.
"Alexa, I love you, but you can't be late!" Caroline swatted me.
"Sorrrry." I apologized and winced.
Caroline's swats hurt more than you'd think.
Caroline talked about the plan for the routines and cheers for the game. She had finished and all the cheerleaders were talking amongst themselves when we heard Coach Tanner speaking through a megaphone. We all gathered in a crowd to listen to him talk about how our team was going to have a good season and Stefan was going to lead us to victory.
Blah blah, blah blah, blah blah.
I heard Tyler's name being called desperately by Vicki from somewhere behind me.
Fuck! Jeremy and Tyler's fight!
I whipped my head around to where Jeremy was being pummeled on the ground by Tyler.
Time to intervene.
Jeremy was my family now and if anyone was going to hurt him, I'd kick their ass. I realize how non-threatening that sounds coming from someone who's 4'11, but I'm a biter.
A bit ironic seeing where I am.
I ran over to try and pull Tyler off of my new little brother, but as soon as I touched him, anger overcame me. I got between them to separate the two when I was hit in the face by Tyler's right hook. The onlooking crowd gasped as I staggered a step.
FUCK! HO- Wait, why didn't that hurt more than it should've. I wondered before I retaliated by shoving him back by his shoulders a good five feet. I looked at my hands and I don't know who looked more surprised at my strength, me, Tyler, or the crowd.
"Adrenaline?" I offered before Stefan appeared behind an approaching Tyler and pulled him back.
"That's enough!" Stefan said firmly to him. Tyler punched Stefan in the stomach only to look surprised when it didn't affect him.
"Jeremy, no!" Elena called as Jeremy came forward with a broken bottle at an attempt to cut Tyler and was intercepted by Stefan's hand before any real damage could be done. Matt rushed at Tyler and grabbed him telling him to stop. Elena came at Jeremy and I.
"What the hell you two?!" Elena yelled at us.
"Lift your head up, you're bleeding." Elena said to Jeremy, attending to him first.
"I'm fine!" He shouted at her.
"Yeah! You smell fine!" Elena said grabbing a whiff of the alcohol on his breath.
"Just stop, okay!" Jeremy spat storming off.
"You can't get mad at me for intervening! I was being a protective sister!" I defended myself before she could start yelling at me.
"Fine, but it was stupid! You could have gotten really hurt!" She whacked my arm.
"Ow! Have I not been battered enough for one night?" I whacked her back.
"Oops! Sorry!" She actually looked apologetic.
"Let's get you home and get some ice for your cheek. It's starting to bruise." She said as she grabbed my chin and lifted my head to inspect my face.
"You're really following in dad's footsteps, huh? I'm fine, we can stay a bit longer. I still have to cheer!" I said to her smiling before walking away.
I helped Caroline set up a banner before going to the field. We were stretching when we heard the news. Tanner's body had been found.
I felt guilty. Realllllly guilty.
I told Damon to kill him. This was my fault. Wait. No, Damon killed him in the show. Still, I encouraged him.
I walked with Bonnie to the crime scene and watched as she noticed the numbers 8,14, and 22. I pulled her into a hug. "Shhh, it's okay. I know." I said soothingly, rubbing her back as she cried.
That weird feeling was back, similar to the one when I grabbed Tyler during the fight, but definitely different.
Weird.
The police had us leave soon after that. Elena drove Bonnie home the drive was pretty quiet.
"Damon tried to kiss me." Elena said as she drove.
"He's a little messed up." I simply shrugged and stared at the dark road ahead.
"That's all you have to say? I'm your sister!" She said shooting a glance at me, her voice rising.
"He and Stefan have their own problems that they need to work out. I'm sorry that Damon brought you into it. I'll talk to him. Can we please not do this right now? I've had a pretty crappy day with the whole getting punched in the face thing and our teacher dying." I huffed at her.
"Okay." She said quietly.
We drove the rest of the way back in silence. When we got home, we talked with Jenna a bit before I went to my room. She chewed me out a little before getting me ice for my cheek. I changed into my pajamas in the bathroom and wasn't too surprised to find Damon lounging on my bed when I came back.
"Is there a reason you didn't tell me about Elena having vervain?" He asked dangerously while I threw my cheerleading uniform into the hamper.
"Are you telling me that you didn't deserve getting slapped for going after a girl who is clearly into your brother?" I asked him, turning to face him and putting my hands on my hips. His eyes narrowed and I was suddenly pressed against the wall next to my vanity for the second time that day.
"You need to be honest with me otherwise I'll compel you." He threatened.
"Oh please! You get the girl eventually it doesn't matter." I sighed.
"I do- wait, Elena and I get together?" He looked puzzled.
"Seriously, Damon? Look at yourself, it'll happen. You just have to not be a dick all the time." I sighed. I looked at my bed longingly.
"Thanks for the compliment." He smiled.
"No problem." I said dryly. Damon frowned at my face and lifted my chin with his hand.
"What happened to your cheek?" He asked.
"You didn't hear? I got in a fight." I said proudly. "Well, in between one. I was protecting my brother from Tyler Lockwood." I added.
"Well that was stupid, you could have gotten really hurt." Damon scolded.
"Damon, be careful, it sounded like you cared for a second there." I warned jokingly.
"I'm stating the obvious. He's a football player and you're tiny." He brushed off my comment. I remembered what happened.
"About that… something weird happened when I grabbed him. I felt really angry for some reason, and when he punched me it didn't really hurt. I also shoved him really far."
"How far?" Damon asked.
"Five feet?" I said after thinking for a moment. He thought for a minute.
"I have no idea what you could be." He said honestly before glancing at my cheek again."Do you want me to heal that for you?" He offered.
"What? No, it'll go away in a few days. Anyways, it looks cool." I smiled. He rolled his eyes. "Can I go to bed now?" I asked, whining a little.
"Oh, yeah." He said, realizing that I was still trapped.
"You really have a habit for pushing me against things, don't you?" I wondered.
"Well, I usually do it during more pleasurable activities." Damon winked at me.
"Damon!" I squeaked and I felt myself blush before I threw my nearby hairbrush at him, but he left before it could make contact.
I fanned my cheeks, trying to cool myself off.
What the hell was that? You don't get flustered! Ever! I told myself.
I went to bed blaming my red cheeks on my long, weird, crazy day.
Hey, guys! This chapter is pretty short compared to the last one, but it's here. Sorry that it took me so long to update. I was a bit depressed after the election. Alexa was freaking out a bit too. I believe her exact words were,"I am a bi-sexual, bi-racial woman and I don't feel safe in the country that I was born in." Please Review/Follow/Favorite and all that jazz.
