A/N: Hi everyone! This chapter is revolving around the 1920's decade dance so I hope you enjoy! For future references in this chapter, a 'fish dive' is when the man throws the girl in the air and catches her headfirst, with her legs above his head. Enjoy!

Chapter 6 – Decade Dance

'Well Miss Scarlett, funny running into you here.' Damon smirks.

'What do you want? I mean, it's pretty lame to be spending your "precious" time down in a high school cafeteria.'

'Back to your own personality with the oversized ego, I see. I actually came here to ask you your permission to accompany you to the decade dance tomorrow night?'

I pretend to hesitate but then lean in close to his ear.

'Consider yourself taken.' I whisper, giving him the "Sex Eyes".

I brush past him and I can almost feel his ego expand. I smirk as I flounce into the corridor, earning curious stares from other students.

Friday eventually came and the whole school was buzzing about the decade dance. Although Barbie got on my nerves, I actually wanted to see how the dance was going to look. Straight after school, I took Elena and Caroline in my car back to my house, to let them borrow a dress. I sorted through my '1900s' pile and came out with a bundle of material.

'Take your pick. You're both roughly my size so sizing shouldn't be a problem.' I say generously, unlike my usual self.

'OMG Scarlett! These dresses are SO cool!' Caroline squeals as she dives head first into the pile on the floor, trying them on at a ridiculous speed. Elena however is slightly calmer. I pick out a cream coloured one with a fitted bodice and pearls lining the flapper thigh line. The sleeves are made of soft chiffon and waver as I walk. I emerge out of closet have a look at what Caroline has picked out.

'Scarlett, that looks great on you!' Elena exclaims.

'Well, that's why I spent so much money on it in the 20's.' I mumble. 'I eventually convinced the salesgirl to lower the price slightly.' Our conversation is interrupted by the dramatic entrance of Caroline bursting out of my en suite.

'Whaddya think?' She says grinning.

She's picked out a smoky wisteria flapper with beaded flowers lining the hem. The lower part of the flapper is pleated with silver lines running down, accentuating the thigh line. She's paired the dress with a silver sequined headpiece with lilac feathers.

'Looking good.' I smirk, remembering how I wore that to the Founders Dance back in 1928. I reach into a box and pull out a blonde bob wig. I toss it to Caroline.

'It's up to you if you want to wear it, but bobs were very popular back in the day.' I toss a black bob to Elena. She's holding two dresses up, torn between them.

'Take the pale blue one. It was worth more than the red one.' I say as I take the red flapper out of Elena's right hand and dump it back on the floor.

'Okay, I'll go try it on.' She says and goes into the oversized bathroom. She emerges out and Caroline's eyes light up.

'That looks amazing on you!' I say.

'Thanks! Scarlett, this dress is so pretty!' Elena smiles. She heads over the box and selects a pale blue headpiece, with fabricated blue flowers sewn onto one side. I head back into my en suite and drag out a box of shoes. We all select a pair of Mary Janes, corresponding with the colour of our flappers and walk down to the lounge room, satisfied with our choices.

'I think we need a break. Got any alcohol?' Caroline pipes up.

'Yeah, I'll be back in a minute.' I say as I get up to go to my liquor cabinet. Caroline follows me and her eyes widen.

'Wow. You drink a lot?'

'Well, when the time calls for it. Like now.'

'Cool.' Caroline opens the glass door and takes out a 700mL bottle of Russian Vodka. She struts out of the kitchen and goes back to Elena. I sigh and take out shot glasses and a bottle of tequila.

One hour later and we're giggling like mad girls, under the effect of the alcohol. We're all nearly wasted and are rolling off the couches on the floor, laughing like there's no tomorrow. I give up trying to read the analogue clock, as the clock hands keep swirling and spinning. I glance and the digital clock on the DVD player and help Elena and Caroline up, saying we should get going. This results in another five minutes of hysterical laughter.

After we pick ourselves up and manage to make it out the door, I step into my car, revving the engine. Elena, always being the responsible one looks me weirdly.

'Hey, you can drink drive right? I don't feel like getting wrapped around a tree tonight.' She grins.

'Oh, of course I can! What sort of hybrid do you think I am?' I scoff. I push down the handbrake and we take off down the streets of Mystic Falls to the decade dance.

As we step out of the car, I feel a cold breath down the back of my neck. I giggle as the person behind me nibbles my neck.

'Hello Scarlett. What a lovely get-up you're wearing.' Damon whispers seductively.

'Well, you're not looking to bad yourself.' I giggle, looking him up and down. He's wearing a dark grey pinstripe suit with laced up dress shoes. He offers my arm and I take it, walking into the school.

'Why are there gold stars hanging up? Caroline's a few decades early of herself.' He mutters.

'YOU'RE A GOLD STAR!' I squeal and high five him in the face.

He wrinkles his nose.

'Scarlett, are you drunk?'

'Barely!'

'Then why do you smell like tequila and vodka?'

'Ooh, I love a guy with a good sense of smell, just like a grey hound. Grey hounds are so… grey don't you think?'

'Hence the name.'

I laugh at his bewildered expression.

'I think I like drunk Scarlett better than normal, boring, sarcastic Scarlett. She's so much more fun.' He smirks.

'I know right! We have to dance.' I state and drag him onto the dance floor. The room fills with When My Baby Smiles at Me by Ted Lewis and I feel as if I'm back in the Cotton Club, dancing the night away with everyone.

I hold hands with Damon and turn my legs in and out, bending my knees and kicking out sideways on every beat. Damon imitates my moves and we're both doing the Charleston in the middle of the dance floor, everyone following suit. He pushes me away then pulls me close to him, switching our arms and spinning me so fast that the world is a blur. Without any notice, he flips me over his shoulder, slinging me around his neck. I fly through the air before hitting the ground and landing in the splits. He pulls me up and we bend from side to side, our bodies moving in sync. The whole time, I'm having so much fun, with a stupid grin plastered across my face. On the last chorus of the song, Damon throws me in the air and catches me in a fish dive, to the amazement of everyone in the room. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Stefan spinning Elena around on his shoulder, before Elena kicks her leg high and jumps off his shoulder, landing in his arms bridal style with one leg outstretched. Everyone in the room applauds at them.

Damon spins me one last time before cocking an eyebrow. He heads over to the DJ and says something that I don't catch. The DJ pulls out a microphone as Damon heads back to me.

'Great dancing everyone! I'm here in charge of the music and I can see the amazing talent on the dance floor! Now, as per request, we have our first dance off of the evening. Damon and Scarlett versus Stefan and Elena!'

All of the students cheer as they leave the dance floor. The mingle around the sides, watching us curiously. Charleston Butterfly by Parov Stelar starts playing and I smile. My favourite song from the 20's. Damon takes my hand and we join Stefan and Elena in the middle of the room.

'You seriously suggested this?' Stefan asked.

'Well, thought a bit of brother rivalry based on 1920's dancing would be a bit of 'bonding' for us.' Damon smirked.

'Come on, let's win this thing.' I say and strut off with Damon to one side of the floor. Stefan and Elena move to the other.

The first verse starts and Damon and I start off with a simple Charleston. Our moves get more intricate as the music continues, before Damon starts spinning me around him. I see Elena kick her leg over Stefan's back and he catches it and pulls her up. I lock eyes with Damon and he winks. He grabs me with both hands and slides me between his legs, the back of my flapper sliding across the floor. He takes my hand and I jump up, continuing to dance.

Stefan has Elena on his shoulder; Elena's back curved into a delicate 'C' shape. They both turn with grace and elegance before he swings her off his shoulder into a pendulum move. For the next three minutes, the four of us bust it out with the most intense 20's moves we can remember before Damon whispers in my ear.

'Do the waterfall. Surely you remember it?'

I snort. 'I think I'd remember the most significant move in 20's history.'

'Right. Then do it.'

I take five steps back then run into Damon's arms, him throwing me onto his left shoulder. I stand up tall, my arms out stretched, then launch myself off him. Just before my head hit the floor, Damon caught me with one leg and swung me up.

'I see you still have fantastic technique.' He smirks.

'Did you expect anything less?' I ask.

The song ends and Damon holds me by the waist as we both pant, having exerted five times the amount of energy I would have on a normal day.

'Well, I think we all have to agree that both couples were absolutely amazing!' The DJ says. Everyone in the room cheers. 'Okay, now we have to announce the winners. The winners are… Stefan and Scarlett!'

Everyone was surprised by the result but cheers and claps anyway.

'Wait, but I'm partnered with Elena.' Stefan says, eyebrows raised.

'And I'm partnered with Damon.' I comment.

'Well, I never said that I was judging by couple, I was judging based on who were the better dancers.' The DJ laughs.

Stefan grins. 'Well then, what's our prize?'

'Well… um… the uh… satisfaction of winning?' he stutters.

'Eh, good enough.' We laugh and head over to the beverages. I gulp down a glass of fruit punch and a large mouthful of vodka that I snuck in. Damon sees the vodka bottle and he starts glugging the whole thing down. Unlike me, Damon can hold his liquor.

'Come on Damon, I need some fresh air.' I say.

'Yeah sure, I'm coming.'

We step out into the cold night air and we walk amongst the forest, still drinking the Russian Vodka.

'You look really beautiful tonight, you know.' Damon whispers.

I shyly look down at my dress, unsure of where this conversation is going.

'Look, you've probably figured that I'm obsessed with you, following you everywhere and all, and yeah, I guess I am.' He says, looking into my green eyes. The intensity is building and my breath comes out in short gasps.

'I hate to admit it but yeah, I'm starting to obsess over you too. You're always appearing in my dreams.' I reply.

'Yeah same.'

We look at each other for what seems like eternity before he finally speaks.

'I love you, Scarlett.'

Then his lips are on mine.

It's a soft kiss, almost cautious, as if he doesn't want to hurt me. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen it and we go crashing into the foliage. We roll through the soft grass together, expressing what we feel for one another. Words cannot describe how I feel; it's as if I can finally let go of all my emotions, letting them spill out of my heart.

I am enveloped in a state of bliss and I open my eyes. I meet Damon's gaze and I only feel one thing. One emotion. Something I haven't felt in a long time. Love.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Feel free to comment or ask any questions in a review, I don't mind. I'm back to school, so updating might be a bit slow, but as I mentioned a couple of chapters ago, bodenda and I will try our hardest to get chapters out!

~Celinachanz