Chapter 3-
Damon hated waiting on his brother, Stefan, to arrive home from school. Damon never saw the point of going to school. It was a waste of time, he thought. But he knew it was of some importance to Stefan.
It was a cool Saturday in September. It was 5:30, and Stefan and Elena were usually there by now. Damon don't know why he bothered waiting on them today, when he usually doesn't have the interest to be there when they came to the Salvatore house.
But, finally, his phone lit up. Stefan was calling him. "Damon?" Stefan asked.
"Duh," Damon replied, "who else? What is it Stefan?"
"Elena's friend Aria's at the hospital. Her grandmother died."
"And I care, why?" Damon asked, confused as to why his brother was telling him this.
"Because, Damon, she doesn't wanna stay at home alone so she's coming home with us. Her and Elena are going to spend the night." Stefan said.
"WHAT?" Damon said, infuriated.
"Chill, Damon. You can handle this. It's one night." Stefan said.
"Fine. ONE night." Damon snapped, then slammed his phone shut.
Damon didn't like the idea of some random girl staying in his house. But he could deal with it. For one night, and one night only.