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My thighs burned and my arms ached as I sprinted through town. I was late again for my shift at the milkshake bar Cuppies in the heart of town. Mr Jackson hated me being late "Being late won't make money" he would always say

I dashed through the door, my face was bright red and I was panting uncontrollably, I grabbed my apron off the hook and tied it around my waist, "Meredith?" I called rushing through to the back.

"Oh Bonnie you're here" She gushed giving me a hug

"Yeah, yeah. Look is Mr Jackson here? Does he know I'm late?" I panted pulling out of her arms and grabbing a note pad and pen and making my way to the counter.

Because it was in the heart of town Cuppies never failed not to be busy. All of the 20 tables and 10 bar stools were filled. It was the prime time, 6.50 pm on a Saturday; most people were on their way back from the mid-day concerts they always held in the park. I glanced at Mere and she gave me a weak smile, why was she looking at me like that. "BONNIE McCLOUGH" Mr Jacksons voice went straight through me and down my spine. I cringed and turned to face him, his face was bright red all the way up to his receding hair line. I looked at him with my heart beating in my chest. Shoot I am sooooo fired. "Yes" I finally managed

"Why are you late again?" He demanded dragging me into the back so we wouldn't disturb the customers.

"I had to walk my car broke down" I whispered backing up against the wall, there was something about the small middle aged man that intimidated me.

" I have the right mind to fire you!" He warned walking up to me. It was almost as terrifying as being approached by a gang, almost.

"No please I need this job to go to college next year" I pleaded "I'll do anything. I'll work over time tonight, just please don't fire me"

"Ok well you can work until 10.30 tonight an extra 2 hours" He said walking off "Oh without pay"

Well isn't that just the cherry on top. God! How I hated him thinking he is better than everyone, without pay, well to be fair I suppose I can't expect him to pay but it's not like I'll make the extra earnings from tips teenagers are crappy tippers, especially in Fells Church. I walked back to the counter where Meredith was sipping an extra-large double chocolate fudge brownie milkshake. Meredith was one of them girls who couldn't get enough of chocolate, she ate and ate and ate but it went no were literally it just seemed to evaporate. I sighed and walked over to join her, she stretched out her arm and handed me a iced coffee. Yummy. "You know that we should serve people" I laughed

"Mhm"

"do you think it would be a good idea to start?"

"Yeah"

We put our milkshakes down and looked at each other, we looked at the customers then back at each other, I gave a slight nod and she gave one back. I grabbed my pencil and wizzed it round my fingers and she flipped hers up in the air. "Get ready…. GO!" I shouted and I dashed off to my first table and she dashed off in the opposite direction. It was a game we liked to play to brighten up the day. The person that finished their section of the room the quickest got half of the others tip. "Hello what can I get for you today?" I asked cheerily with a smile plastered on my lips. By the time I had visited each table and gave them all their order my face started to seriously ache. On the plus side I had won the game and had made $10.53 in tips, who tips $0.53 seriously.

Meredith walked over casually and grabbed her milkshake and started to noisily slurp. She was ignoring me because I won. The café was empty now as the last few costumers left. "Well its 8.30, my time to go Bon" Mere yawned

"Nope I have to stay here until 10.30" I sighed

"10.30 it's not even open then it closes at 9" She gasped

"Well what am I gonna do I'll lose my job I'll just clean the tables or something" I sighed

"Well I'm going"

"Fine, bye"

The bell on the door rang to tell me that she had left and I turned around to see the empty room. I felt suddenly very aware of the deafening eerie silence that filled the room

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It was 10.15 just 15 minutes left score. I was flicked of the light and was just hanging up my apron when the bell rang. I cursed under my breath and twirled round to see who had come through the door.

2 dark figures were stood in the door and they slowly went and sat down on the stools. Both were wearing leather jackets the tallest one was wearing a black one and had a a black baseball cap on while the other had a beige jacket and no cap. The tallest waved his hand over for me to serve them, when I didn't walk over he turned his head his diamond studded ears shot sparks of lights into the dark, sparkling from the head lights outside.

I slowly approached them, having no clue who it was "Erm… I'm sorry we are closed you are going to have to go" I announced

"Oh well the door was open" The other replied

"Please just go I really need to get home"

"Is that how you really want to talk to us?" The voice mocked

"Erm.. yes. Now please leave" I was getting seriously annoyed by this point

"Phah now go fetch me a vanilla milkshake and a slice of cheesecake"

The tall one took off his cap and looked up at me. I gasped and jumped back in surprise. It was Damon Salvatore and the other was Stefan Salvatore. And I had just spoken to them like that I was so dead.

Next chapter: The Salvatore brothers are not the people to mess around with. They are dangerous and too dam sexy

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