Good Intentions

17: Graduation

AZALEA'S POV

I finished getting ready for Prom. Bex did my make-up and Cami did my hair. Freya and Hayley took a hand each to do my nails. I was technically not allowed out of the compound right now so I couldn't go get all glammed up for prom. The stupid dots on the map were getting too close for comfort and Klaus wants us in here as much as possible. Meaning no social life whatsoever. It was torture. I love Hope but there's only so many times I can play barbies and sit and paint. 

I wanted to be out by the lake with my friends or going on shopping trips. I'm missing out on Europe! But instead, I'm hanging out with my 7-year-old- bestie. And sister. Who still didn't know I was her sister by the way. She thinks I'm staying with them because my parents died. Which was only half true. I didn't mind her not knowing but she's want to know. And the longer we leave it the more annoyed she'll be at us all. But what do I know? 

"You look stunning." They gushed. "thanks."  I say checking myself out in the mirror. All my friends had dates and I was going solo... No one had the guts o ask me out because I was clearly still in love with Alex. I'm always going to Love Alex and he's always going to be part of my life but he'd want me to move on eventually. Everything he did for me was so I was happy... He'd still want that. Well, that's what I'm trying to believe at least. I know I can't be hung up on my teenage sweetheart my whole life but it's different we didn't just break up. He died, I felt him slipping away as I held onto his hand and apologised so many times for not being able to save him. If mum would have given me the spell to save him, he would still be here. 

"Azalea can I have a word?" Nik said coming into my room. I nodded. "I'm so sorry love." "I can't go can I?" I asked. He looked away from me. "It's just not safe. A few of the witches are in town." "So we're meant to hide away like we're scared." "I am love... I'm scared of losing you and your sister." "It's Prom dad... my last dance." "I know and I would do anything for you to be able to go. But it's just not safe right now." 

"Okay." I understood but it didn't make it suck any less. It's prom, everyone wants to go to prom. It's the thing you talk about your whole school career. And I was stuck here. "We can have a nice dinner. And I'll find a nice bottle-"It's fine dad... I'll just work on figuring this mess out with Aunt Freya." "Azalea." "I said it's fine." I snapped a little. He sighed and left the room. 

"I'm sorry Zlea." "Not your fault," I say. "Let me change and then we can get started on this protection spell," I say and Freya nodded. 

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"Why aren't you dressed?" Damon asked. "Can't go," I say not looking up from the old spellbook. "Get dressed." "Damon this isn't the time to be defiant. I can't go." I look up at him and he was in a suit. 'I'm taking you, get your dress on. Come on." I smiled at him. "I think I figured out a way around this whole witch thing." "Yeah?" I took my sweats off and top. Damon was respectful enough not to look. I trusted him. 

"If we body jump... We'd still have our magic and if we were to get killed default thing to happen is we'd go back to our bodies. That way the bodies can be shipped off around the world into the middle of the deepest oceans cloaked making them harder to trace." I explained. "Your dad would never go for it." "Zip me up?" I asked when I was in my dress. "Well, he needs to stop shooting down perfectly good ideas. "Putting you in the bottom of the ocean wasn't a good idea you'd drown then desiccate." "One bad idea out of 20 good ones." 

"Thanks," I say when he finished doing the dress up. "No more talk of the witches tonight okay." I nodded. He hooked our arms together and lead me out to the hallway. The ground floor was decorated and everyone was in suits and pretty dresses. "Happy Prom," Damon said. "You guys," I said astonished by the fact they put this all together in just a few hours.