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"NO! It's fabulous! The boys are going to die!"
I stood there looking in the mirror and contemplating "the boys". I knew that I should have been thinking about how Stefan would react to the dress but all I kept thinking was how Damon's eyes would twinkle with sexual hunger. It was wrong in so many ways but this idea, the idea of Damon wanting to devour me, it sent exciting chills down my spine.
I turned to the sales girl and said, "I'll take it."
Chapter 6
Caroline's POV
My newly purchased dress lay in a big silver box in my shopping bag as Elena and I sat down at The Grill to eat. My dress was perfect!
It was a sexy deep blue color, almost like sapphire. It had one shoulder and a sweet heart neck line. The strap had intricate flowers going down and hugging the front of my waist across my right breast. There were embroidered crystals all along the flowers.
The embroidery continued over the same strap and down the back a bit revealing a beautiful cut out. Over all the dress's blue silk hugged her curves perfectly and fell elegantly in a small pool around my legs.
I know it is wrong to think but all I could do was picture Tyler's wolfie grin when he saw me in the dress. Obviously we wouldn't be arriving together but hey, a girl can dream. I particularly dream about the way ill come in by myself and then look over my shoulder and catch Tyler drooling over his spiked punch.
OH and how he will look in that fabulous tux! All sleek, shaven and smelling—
"CAROLINE!"
"Oh Matt, sorry what's up?"
"Well, I was asking what you were gonna have…" He eyed her questioningly and then pointed to the menu with a dur-expression.
My cheeks would light up if I were human out of embarrassment…thank god I'm not.
"Oh just a soda for me thanks." I smile sweetly at him, trying to conceal my not so nice thoughts about my ex boyfriend's best friend.
"Yeh sure." After Elena finished her order she looked at me.
Now she isn't looking at me in the friendly lets –chit- chat kind of way. She is looking at me in the spill-it-sister kind of way…far worse.
"What did you mean before?"
"What did I mean when?" I ask innocently. Here I actually thought she might know me well enough to think that I had feeling for someone, or even that I was hiding something. But no, classic Elena doesn't pay much attention to me.
"You said you could-" her voice drops an octave, "smell him on me?"
"Oh that! It's nothing."
"Yes it is something, otherwise you wouldn't have said it Caroline."
"It is really nothing, just don't die in the next couple of hours."
"BLOOD? You could smell his blood on me..how Is that even possible, I didn't drink his blood."
"Yes you did, let me venture a guess. You had Damon's help with the hangover?"
"Yehhh." I really can't believe how thick headed she is sometimes.
"When I was human, Damon would take me partying, even on school nights. In the morning I would always complain about how I had to go to school with a hangover. So he would make me a bloody Mary every time, but instead of it being just the regular hangover tool, he would add a few drops of his blood in it." At this Elena chocked on her Root Beer. I roll my eyes and continue. "It helped me get over the hangover way faster!"
Elena's POV
To say the news is jaw dropping…would be an understatement. Here's a few better words:
What the fuck
How could he
Bastard
SHIT SHIT SHIT
Hes dead
Crao I cant die
Fuck him
What an asswhole
Wait…that's kind of sweet.
NO scratch that last one out. FML.
Damon's POV
I was reading in my room, and drinking a nice cup of tea when it happened. Now before judgement is passed I like tea. It's relaxing, and tasty, and doesn't force me to regenerate my liver every time I drink it. So in the privacy of my own room I do the very non bad ass thing and I drink tea.
The door in the Foyer SLAMED shut, and that door is not so easy to slam, even for a muscle bearing vamp like me. That was my first clue that I should run.
The second clue was the stomping of feet up to my wing of the house. They weren't the usual im-elena-and-im-mad stomps. They were more the im-so-passed-elena-and-into-katherine-mode stomps. Those were not normal.
SO as the fuming yet calm face (yes ik its not possible,but trust me it is) appears in the doorway, I try very hard not to pee myself.
"Yes darling?"
"DON'T YOU 'DARLING' ME!"
"Okay…"
"BLOD DAMON! REALLY? I HAVE A HANGOVER AND YOUR TREATMENT IS TO TRICK ME INTO DRINKING YOUR BLOOD!"
"yes?" The look she gave me would have made me reconsider, but I'm Damon, and Damon is always right, and apparently speaking in 3rd person?
"what if I had been attacked today?"
"Elena, your fine, everythings fine, stop freaking out and have a drink."
"I DON'T WANT A DRINK, I WANT TO…wait… is that…tea?" with this she fell to the ground in a fit of giggles, and I could not help but imaginarily wipe the nonexistent sweat from my forehead.
"Don't judge me. I am still bad ass." To this she laughs some more. "Alright so I suppose that's a no to the drink part…thanks for stopping by and yelling, then laughing at me…are you sure you're not bipolar?" I say this while pulling her up to her feet and leading her toward the door.
To this she smacks me gently in the arm. But I can see the way her eyes light up a bit and the corners of her mouth tilt just barely up. And that little piece of heaven, that is only mine. The part that tells me that no one else puts that look on her face. That is everything I need.
SOOO next chapter…junior prom..or more fluff before that? What do you think?
Snuck in a bit of Tyler and Caroline there. I REALLY love their story this season!
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