Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
- Russel Baker
"First of all, you are not wearing that to a party." Bonnie said in annoyance, staring at Elena, who wore a knee length floral dress that showed nothing of Elena Gilbert's perfect body. "Second of all, I'm not coming." She said, watching as Elena sighed, unzipping her dress and stepping out of it.
"Come on Bonnie, I never see you anymore, I need you to come with me." Elena complained, stepping into a cute red dress. It was tight on her body, a sweetheart cut, reaching just past her thighs, sowing the majority of her legs. There was the tiniest trim of black lace around the top and bottom of the dress, and that lace also covered her waistline like a belt may. She glared at her best friend, rolling her eyes as Bonnie ignored her pleads.
"Well, you've been spending all your time with Damon Salvatore, it's not like I'm voluntarily going to join you." She spat, checking herself out in the mirror, then turning to Elena. "Let me do your hair." She said, dragging Elena to her and Jeremy's joined bathroom. Bonnie began her work on Elena's dark brown hair, and Elena never questioned what she was doing.
"Do you think I actually want to hang out with him? The only reason I tolerate him is because Caroline loves him, and I'm planning to be there for her when he breaks her heart." Elena said, doing her make up while Bonnie finished up her hair. It was wavy, but two pieces of hair at either side of her face were braided back to tie into a small elastic band at the back of her head. Her make up was just black eye liner and eye shadow, her lips a nude color, almost the color of her skin, but with a little gloss to it. Elena looked to Bonnie. "Please, just come with me. I'm sure Tyler invited that cute new kid, Luca."
"You know I'm not into anyone." Bonnie said, and the door to the bathroom was abruptly opened and Jeremy walked in.
"Hey." He smiled, his gaze leaning mostly to Bonnie, then changing to Elena. "Uh, I was just about to ask you if you were going to Tyler's tonight, but it seems that you are. What about you, Bonnie?" Jeremy asked, changing his vision from Elena back to Bonnie, who fumbled with her fingers.
"Well, I wasn't going to, but our sister is very persuasive, so I think so." She shrugged, smiling to Elena through the mirror.
"Yeah. That and stubborn." Jeremy gave her a quick smile. "See you there then." He said, before turning and closing the door behind him. Elena turned back to Bonnie quickly, smiling.
"Yay." She squealed, "Now come on, I have the most perfect color dress for your skin tone." She said, darting out of the bathroom to find Bonnie her dress.
The Lockwood estate was nicely lit with pot lights and street lights, and as more and more cars appeared in the ridiculously long driveway, Elena pondered whether or not she knew half the people attending the party. Elena knew Caroline would never miss an opportunity to get wasted and have fun, which meant her and Damon would be attending. She was sure Matt Donovan, one of her old exes would be attending, which she was grateful for because her and Matt are still really good friends, but she knew there was still some feelings on Matt's part. Obviously, Tyler was around somewhere. Elena didn't exactly know how she felt about the boy. She could compare him to Damon easily, but she knew Damon's quips and witty one liners would always be more charming than Tyler's. Tyler was a tad nicer than Damon, which wasn't really a hard task, but he still held his bad boy appeal.
Elena also knew that around here somewhere was Stefan. They were in a sort of a stand still friendship. It was awkward to be around him, due to the face that they used to really like each other, maybe even love, and Elena wasn't sure how to go about a friendship with him. Dealing with one Salvatore right now was just as much as she could take.
They entered the Lockwood mansion, already knowing that this party was not going to get busted. The area was fairly secluded, and although a usual mayor's house may be watched by cops, the estate never got interrupted during nay parties. And they Lockwood's had plenty of parties all year round. These parties though, were somewhat classier than most house parties. The clothes were nicer, the alcohol was top notch, and there were even waiters. Bonnie looked entirely uncomfortable in the silver summer dress that she wore, and even in this heat her stares were cold. Elena nudged Bonnie into a smile as they neared Tyler, who was standing by the door in jeans and a black t-shirt. He smiled at the girls, his eyes wandering to Elena. No one could deny she was the more gorgeous people in Mystic Falls.
"Hello ladies. Thank you for coming. Drinks are in the kitchen." He smiled, and it seemed Bonnie had wandered off already because she was no longer standing beside Elena and Tyler, but she was talking with Jeremy.
"Want me to get you something?" Tyler offered, and Elena nodded, watching the attractive boy drift off to the kitchen to find Elena a beverage. She stared straight ahead at the group of teenagers that had formed in the main foyer. Elena sighed, brushing her wavy hair out of her face as she leaned against the railing to the staircase.
"Fancy meeting you here." Elena hadn't even noticed Damon's assumed position right beside her until he first spoke.
"You knew I was coming, Damon." She murmured, still not turning her face towards him, staring straight ahead at a bunch of boys mingling with some already drunk floozies.
"Yep. I just like saying that." He offered, and she turned to him with an eye rolling kind of smile. "You…look like you could use a drink." He observed, turning to stand in front of her.
"I got it covered, thanks." Elena said, looking around the house for Tyler. "Where's Caroline?" she asked, looking back to Damon who looked ridiculously handsome in his usual clothes, dark jeans and a dark gray button up. His eyes looked especially blue today.
"I don't exactly know." He replied, briefly looking around the room, then an annoyed look played on his face when Tyler stepped in, handing Elena a glass of alcohol. "Tyler." Damon greeted stiffly, looking directly at him with a piercing cold stare.
"Damon." He nodded, looking back to Elena, "Come on, I have a friend I wan you to meet." He said, grabbing her hand and towing her away. Elena followed compliantly, but not without another glance at a irritated Damon, who now stood in the main foyer looking alone and awkward. And Damon Salvatore didn't do awkward.
Tyler ushered Elena into what looked like a study, where the doors were already closed and there was only a few other boys and no girls except Elena. They were all smoking, and nothing of the cigarette variety, and there were bottles of more expensive looking scotch on the desk. Elena downed hr fruity drink quickly, setting it on a side table. "Klaus, this is Elena Gilbert." Tyler introduced, and Elena looked up to see an extremely attractive blond boy look her way.
"Elena." He smiled a boyish grin. "Nice to meet you, Tyler's told me all about you." Klaus said, taking her hand and kissing the back of it.
"Klaus is one of my friend's from out of town. He's moving to Mystic Falls and attending Mystic High in September." Tyler explained, taking a glass tumbler and filling it with bourbon. Strangely, all Elena could smell was Damon. His certain smell of alcohol, aftershave and men. At this, Elena smiled, but she covered it up by looking to Klaus.
"It's a pleasure. Though I don't know why anyone would want to move to a place like this." She joked, but Klaus took it a little more serious than Elena had intended.
"I like small towns. It's a change from the loud, noisy cities. I just cant stand them anymore." Klaus muttered, pulling a joint to his mouth to breath it in.
"They get sort of, boring, after a while." Elena said, quickly wondering if she was at all challenging Klaus. But then he smiled, holding up the joint for her to take. She debated mentally for about 3.4 seconds, then took hold of it, following suit. She could already feel her mouth begin to get dry and she took one more after a few seconds, then handed it back to Klaus, who took it eagerly.
Elena had sort of missed the fun, party side of herself that used to come out to play a lot once upon a time. She snatched the joint from Klaus taking one more puff. She could feel her lids slightly drooping at her sudden highness. The room slowed down, and every movement Tyler took looked extremely lazy.
"I think I need to find some one." she said, smiling and turning on her heel to walk out of the study, leaving the group of boys behind, including Tyler. Elena didn't exactly know what she was looking for, but as she made her way through the Lockwood mansion, she finally found a couch to sit down on. And it was only a coincidence that beside her was a raven-haired man with pretty blue eyes.
"Elena." Damon greeted, and Elena looked around slightly, finding no sign of anyone she particularly knew.
"Daaamon." She slurred, from the mix of alcohol and marijuana. He looked at her strangely and all she could do was giggle. "What?" she asked, leaning back and closing her eyes a little bit so that she could see him, but she could give into the peaceful state she was in.
"Are you high?" He asked, and suddenly Damon's body was very close to hers and she wasn't expecting exactly how short the distance between them was.
"Maybe." She said in a sing-song voice, giggling again. Damon rolled his eyes, standing up from his seat on the couch so that he could lift her up effortlessly, and she could lean against him a little.
"Let's go find Caroline." He whispered into her ear, and the farther they moved from the room they used to be in, the quieter and emptier the house was. They were probably entering the part of the mansion they shouldn't necessarily be in. Elena stopped abruptly, staring at him like she was mad at him or something.
"No." She said, stubbornly, frowning.
"Elena," Damon started, but he was cut off by a hard, passionate kiss. Elena soon had him backed against the walls and the hardness of her kisses turned soft, and Damon started to respond slowly. She put her hands on his chest, his falling to her ass (typical Damon) and she continued her assault of his perfect lips. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip, and she granted him access. And although she tasted and smelt of weed, Damon didn't really care because Elena Gilbert was making out with him.