Here's part 1 of "Prom"

I had run writing it and would like to know what you guys think! -Cheers

I reach for a handful of popcorn from the bowl in Elena's lap, crunching loudly on a particularly tough kernel.

"Shh! Ryan Gosling is talking!" Bonnie hisses as Noah makes his speech to Ally right after she ran her car through his fence.

I put a hand over my mouth as I suppress a giggle.

I turn my attention to the bickering on the screen, watching as the characters of The Notebook play out a heated argument—my giggle's cutting off abruptly as I listen to the words.

"Would you just stay with me?"

"Stay with you? What for? Look at us, we're already fightin!'"

"Well that's what we do, we fight... You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are, 99% of the time—"

I swallow loudly, choking a little on the popcorn as it goes down. Their fighting sounding disturbingly familiar...

"I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, then you're back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing."

"So what?"

"So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you."

I blink at the screen—my heart pounding a little harder in my chest. I've watched this scene countless times. Over and over again on movie nights just like this one, but never being able to relate so utterly and completely.

"Caroline?" Elena's voice breaks through my shocked daze.

I drop my hand from my mouth, and whip my head around, looking at her a little wide eyed.

"Do you want something to drink?" She frowns a little at my behavior, looking at me like maybe she's worried for my mental health.

"What easy way? There is no easy way, no matter what I do, somebody gets hurt." Ally yells these words at Noah, fighting to get into her car as he blocks her path.

"Yep! I'll—I'll get them," I jump up from Elena's bedroom floor, almost dumping the popcorn with my sudden movements. "You guys want anything? Yeah? Okay, be right back." I scurry out of the room to the kitchen, taking a few deep breaths.

Pull yourself together Caroline! It's just a movie, not your life...

I drain two glasses of cold water, cooling myself down before grabbing three Coke from the fridge and skipping the stairs two at a time back up to the room, plunking down back into the nest we've created at the end of the bed.

"You alright?" Bonnie raises an eyebrow at me.

"Mhm," I hum, as I take a sip of Coke, my voice higher than usual. And keep my eyes glued to the screen, forcing myself to think of anything but Klaus.

The movie ends and we all stretch, unfolding from the crumple of blankets and limbs we've tangled ourselves in throughout the length of the movie.

"Can you believe tomorrow is our senior prom?" I say, shaking my head a little in disbelief.

"No, it's crazy," Elena sighs, sitting up and stretching, "Hey how is staying with your mom these days? Everything pretty much back to normal with you two?" She's pulling her hair into a bun on top of her head, securing it with an elastic. If she had been looking at me I'm positive she would have been able to the see the guilt in my eyes.

"Pretty much," This is only half of a lie.

I haven't exactly made it a habit to stay at my house these days, in fact I'd only seen my mother twice since the night that Silas died, and I decided to stay with Klaus.

However, the few times we have seen each other it's been good, almost great actually.

Since Silas's death, mom's had more time for things like sleep and being anywhere but the office. She seemed... Almost happy when I went to see her on Monday. Even asked me about Klaus— though it was obvious it was only out of polite curiosity.

"Good," Elena nods.

Dragging the blankets back onto the bed, we all cozy up to each other as we struggle to fit into her double bed. Sharing the space the way we've done for years, on nights identical to these.

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"I can't believe how fast you found your dress," I watch as Elena adjusts the hem of her dress to fall perfectly with her heels. The sea-green colour complementing her skin tone perfectly. "Took me long enough." I mumble, holding up a pair of dangling earrings.

"But the wait was totally worth it," She looks at my dress, and smiles, "You look stunning."

I smile, touching my hands to the fitted waist of the dress and turn towards the mirror to double check everything's in place.

The cream colour of the beaded bodes flowing effortlessly into the fitted silk that wraps round my hips, fanning out, creating a dramatic hourglass shape.

"Thank you," I say, returning her bright smile with my own, "You too," Bonnie exits the bathroom in a princess style deep purple dress, looking more goddess than should be allowed.

"You too!" I grin at her, and she gives me a thumbs up.

I sigh, looking at the three of us, dressed to the nines, standing in Elena's childhood bedroom, about to go to our senior prom.

Unexpected tears come to my eyes, and I quickly blink them away, more taking their place.

"Okay group hug," I fan my face quickly before we huddle together, careful of the dresses as we squeeze each other.

The doorbell chimes and we straighten up, I run a finger under my eyes, getting rid of any mascara that may have moved in the teary moment. With one quick glance in the mirror, I can see my waterproof makeup is doing its job.

"Where are my shoes?" Elena glances around the immediate area before hurrying into the bathroom.

"Beside the sink I think!" Bonnie calls after her.

There's a quiet knock at the bedroom door. Both Bonnie and I turning around, Elena re-entering the room less than gracefully as she's also trying to put of her left shoe simultaneously.

Damon pokes his head is, covering his eyes jokingly.

"Anybody naked?" He asks, peaking through his fingers, exaggeratedly squinting his eyes.

I roll my eyes and throw my shawl at him, he drops his hand and smirks.

"Hello Damon," I greet him, latching a simple necklace around my neck, and fixing my hair around it.

He doesn't answer me; he doesn't even look in mine or Bonnie's direction—from the second Elena enters the room, he only has eyes for her.

"Hey," Elena sighs, smiling, and adjusting her long hair in its side-swept style over her left shoulder.

"Hi," Damon says lamely, unable to pull his eyes away, or even form a complete sentence.

A pang of jealousy hits me, smack in the chest. Their relationship, so easily flowing into the "couple zone" from wherever it was before; the lightheartedness of their physical affections, and their long gazes; I hate that I envy what they have, but I do...

I blink, making myself look away from the intimate moment, and begin raking through my makeup bag once again.

"Caroline," Bonnie takes my shoulders, looking at me with a smile, "You look perfect, now stop fussing, we're going to be late." Linking arms with me, we follow Elena and Damon out of the room and down the stairs.

Matt, Stefan and Rebakah are waiting by the limo.

"Caroline, Bonnie, you look beautiful," Stefan says politely, giving us both kinda smiles. His eyes flickering over our shoulders at Damon and Elena, hands intertwined, caught up in each other.

The sadness in his eyes is fleeting, and painfully bold.

Matt opens the door, holding it open for us.

"You look stunning," He smiles at me, and I smile back.

"Thank you Matt,"

"Yes, yes, everyone looks dashing, now lets go because I'm the chairman and I'm supposed to be there already," Rebekah whines.

"Hey, co-chairman," I correct her, shooting her a subtle glare as I follow Matt into the limo.

"Yes, whatever," she shrugs, Stefan closing the door behind us as we all settle into the leather seats,

I clasp my hands in my lap, looking at everyone, a stupid grin on her face.

"Ready for Prom?" I ask, clapping excitedly.

Everyone except sour Rebakah laughs.

"Hey, this'll be our, what? Fourty-fifth prom Damon?" Stefan asks his brother sarcastically.

"Not sure, pretty sure I was drunk for the majority of them. They all kinda start to blur together." Damon replies, receiving a half-hearted smack on the arm from Elena.

"Well it's our first," I narrow my eyes briefly at the Salvatore brothers, "So stop wrecking the magical moment,"

"How about we improve the magic," Damon reaches behind him, retrieving a bottle of champagne and a few glasses.

We all fill our glasses with the cheap limousine sparkling bubbly.

"To the class of 2013," Stefan lifts his glass in the air, "May you go forth, live life to the fullest, and find happiness wherever it may be,"

"Hashtag—YOLO." Damon tags on sarcastically.

"Cheers!" We all lift our glasses, clicking them together enthusiastically before sipping down the sparkling liquid.

Warmth engulfs me as laughter and chatter fills the air of the limo. The joy in the air is palpable, and it comforts us all as we make the short drive to the school...

From this chapter you can probably learn two things:

1. I am A Damon/Elena Shipper.

2. I love the Notebook.

Please review- I will love you forever. :)