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Jeremy's POV.

"Damon? Call me back, we need to talk about last night". It was the fourth voice-mail message I had left. I haven't heard from him since he left first thing this morning, I thought about going over, but Stefan would just tell me he's not there. The thought of him being mad at me and not talking to me, panicked me. He is the greatest thing in my life and I don't want to lose that. I try calling him again, but straight onto voice-mail, I throw my cell phone onto the floor with rage. This is stupid! Why won't he just talk to me! I go downstairs to try and keep my mind off him. Elena and Bonnie are sitting on the sofa, trying to work out a spell. I ask if they need any help, but Elena made it clear she doesn't want me involved. They were trying to find Katherine. The crazy vampire who looks a lot like my sister.

I'm in my room, trying to keep myself busy. I'm sitting on my bed drawing in my Sketchbook, when Elena walks in.

"Boy trouble?" she sits at the bottom of my bed.

"What gave me away?"

"I just know the look too well" she smiles.

"I don't really want to talk to about it"

"I know I don't agree on the choice of guy, but I'm still your sister, can tell me anything"

"I know" I wanted to tell her, but I just couldn't, for many of reasons.

"you going to the school dance tonight? It's 80s night" Elena grins.

"oh yeah, got my leg warmers all ready for it" I say sarcastically.

"it might take your mind off things"

"I doubt it"

"OK, but you know where I'll be if you change your mind"

I watch my sister leave my room. Maybe I should go, but would it take my mind off him? Or will I just keeping with about him and what happened last night and this morning? There was a lot to talk about and time was running out.

Damon's POV.

"Now don't you look dashing!" I mock my brother as I watch him looking at himself in the mirror picking out his school dance outfit.

"you not going?" he asks me.

"believe it or not, but I do have better things to do with my time"

"I thought you would want to go with Jeremy, since it is his high school dance?" my brother looks at me with a confused look.

"Well you thought wrong".

I leave his bedroom and enter the lounge. I lie on the couch with my hand rubbing my forehead. What the hell was I thinking? How stupid can I be? He's better off without me! I thought as I stare at Stefan walking into the room.

"We might have a lead on Katherine. Bonnie reckons she's here in Mystic Falls, so I'm guessing she might just attend the dance. Be great to have backup"

"Little brother, are you asking me to the dance?" I say with a sarcastic grin.

"Jeremy might be there"

He's the last person I want to see right now, but I best go, the only person that's allowed to kill my brother, is me.

The 80s, how I hated this decade. The 90s were so much better! I watch all the happy teens dancing and enjoying themselves. But there was no sign of Katherine or Jeremy. He's probably at home, sulking because I won't return any of his phone calls. He wouldn't do anything stupid, would he? I thought. I walk over to the punch bowl and pour some of my whisky into it. I need some entertainment, if I'm going to be stuck here.

Jeremy's POV.

I stare at my tux, trying to decide to just go to the dance or not. I try Damon's cell again, but no answer. I get off the floor and grab the clothes for the dance, I'm going to sit around, being pathetic and waiting for him to call.

On my way to the dance, I stop at the boarding house. I just had to see him. I knock on the door, but there's no answer. I take my cell out of my pocket and dial Elena's number. Voice-mail. Does anyone turn their phones on? "hey Elena, it's me. Just letting you know I'm heading to the dance, see you soon" I turn around to see a dark shadow standing next to my car, as I get closer, I start to relax and the figure becomes clear.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Thought you were at the dance?" I ask. But there's no answer. I walk closer.

"Elena?"

"Guess again" she smiles.

I gasp in horror. More to the fact how much she looks like Elena. I try my hardest to get the word out. "K-Katherine!" I mutter.

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