Klaus just stared at her, as if he was trying to figure something out.

And soon, Charlotte got bored of watching him glare at her.

"Okay, I'm gonna go."

She stood up wiping her hands on Sam's jumper. And suddenly Klaus was in front of her, and his mouth was on hers. He put his tongue in her mouth again, and when she tried to pull away he took her in his arms and held her. There was no escape from an Old One's arms. Their strength overpowered hers.

Charlotte continued pushing him to try and get him away from her, but when it had no effect on him- she stopped. And soon she found herself kissing him back and wrapping her arms around his neck- drawing him closer to her.

Then he stopped kissing her and just leaned his forehead against hers, breathing deeply, their lips almost touching.

"I will have you again, Charlotte. There is no doubt about that," he breathed.

And then the arms were gone and he disappeared into the night.

***

Charlotte remained frozen on the spot for a few minutes after his departure. She felt confused by her feelings for him. Sure, they had chemistry- but he was born a vampire, he was one of the Original vampires that were so rare nowadays. Who knew how he felt about her?

But Charlotte, deep down, didn't think she loved him. She cared for him deeply, but no way was she going to allow herself to fall in love. Not with anyone. She was only going to focus on herself- like she'd always done.

But walking back to the house, she felt a burst of Power coming from behind her- and she found herself hoping it was Klaus when she turned around. And she glared at who she saw.

Damon.

But this time he wasn't smirking. He was eyeing what she was wearing with a bit of distaste.

"And exactly where are your clothes, little sister?"

She hissed at him.

"These are my pyjamas, dickhead."

Damon's expression cleared and his grimace was replaced by a smile instead.

"Ah, that's better then. I wouldn't like to think my sister was walking around at night in clothes like those. But shouldn't you be inside if you're wearing your pyjamas? And what are you doing out so late, roaming in the woods?"

"I fancied a walk. Now beat it, Damon," and she turned around again- continuing her walk back to the house.

"So you found a house then?" he wasn't giving up. He was now walking alongside her.

"I told you to go away."

"I'm merely enquiring about my little sister's living arrangements."

Charlotte was getting angry because of his snoopiness.

"Goodbye Damon." She had reached her house- so maybe she didn't have to punch him in the nose after all.

"So what are these boys names anyway? The ones you're living with."

Whoops, spoke too soon.

"None of your damn business Damon, so get lost before I punch you!"

He laughed.

And so instead of punching him, she kicked him- but not too hardly- in his Little Woo-Hoo spot.

He grunted in pain and glared at her through his angry black eyes.

"Have sweet dreamies, Damon! Mwah!" she blew him a mock-kiss, laughed, then slammed the front door behind her.

***

The next day was the Founders Day Party.

Charlotte had never been to one of the town's annual parties before, mostly because she thought it would be a bunch on old people talking about teenage pregnancy and any other boring stuff that the oldies gossip about. But Lee had told her that nearly everyone was going to this year's Founders Day Party- so she decided to give it a go on the grounds that if she got bored, she could poke Lee with a stick as much as she wanted. He was so sure that he could make her have fun at the party that he even gave her the stick.

At seven o'clock, she picked out a gorgeous silk green dress to wear. She chose green because it would look great with her eyes, and if she would dark eye make-up, it would look absolutely beautiful. It was a sort dress that came down to her mid-thigh, and it emphasized her slim curves in all the right places. It was sleeveless, and low cut so it showed just the right amount of cleavage.

Charlotte made up her eyes, put on a little make-up- she never needed much- and let her loose curls fall down her back. She strapped on her heels that went with the colour of the dress, and she was ready to go.

Worn by the right person- the dress could make a girl look gorgeously sexy and beautiful, and not in a slutty way- but that girl had to have confidence. And Charlotte had it. So the dress looked even more gorgeous when she walked.

"Ready?" she asked the boys, who were waiting down the stairs for her.

They were left speechless for a while- all of them except Sam, who was gay- but hadn't told anyone yet except Charlotte. He just gave her his cute smile and nodded- telling her in his goofy way that she looked good. The other two boys- who were so straight they could give a ruler competition- practically drooled.

"Guys?" she asked innocently, but inside she was laughing at the effect she had on boys.

Kian came to his senses first, and managed to mutter out a 'yeah, sure.'

"Right then, lets go!" Sam said cheerfully, and Kian managed to take his eyes off of Charlotte and follow Sam to the door- unlike Lee who nearly had to be forcibly dragged there.

Once they were all outside, Lee managed to finally look in Charlotte's eyes and say a slightly squeaky "You look beautiful."

Charlotte gave him a genuine smile- he was always telling her that. It was rare to meet a guy that wasn't an ass to girls when he was around his friends- and Charlotte hadn't come across many men like Lee.

"Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself."

It was true- Lee did look good. In fact- he looked better than good: he looked gorgeous. He was wearing casual black jeans, but he was wearing a figure-hugging blue shirt that made it clear for all to see that he had a six-pack lurking underneath.

Lee coughed, and she realized she was looking him up and down- her mouth hanging open slightly. And Charlotte- for the first time in nearly five hundred years- blushed.

What?!- she mentally scolded herself. You never blush!

Just what was it that this boy had that made such an impact on her?! Her mind was becoming weaker when he was around- and she somehow couldn't manage to be cold with him. What on earth was happening to her? She made boys blush- not the other way around!

Lee smiled at her- but she couldn't manage to smile back a him. But this went un-noticed as he said:

"Yay, thank you! Anyways, lets get going, yeah?"

And- after Charlotte took a deep breath- they all walked towards the mayor's house, where the party was being held.

Little Woo-Hoo Spot is obviously Damon's vulnerable area LOL

Please review!! If you can, it would be amazing! To all the people who review already, thank you! Especially to BeachVampire17 whose pleas for more writing move me forward lol!

Oh and by the way, yes I did take the idea of the Founders Day Party from the TV Show, but I'm writing with the book, not the TV show. So I'm afraid Elena is blonde, not brunette hehe