Alvina isn't human, not completely at least. She also looks as if she's 16 years old but looks are deceiving. After the death of her mother, Alvina crosses paths with the infamous Damon Salvatore. After saving him from a few pissed off vampires, Dam...
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*I haven't proof read this so forgive me if I made mistakes*
"There has to be more to this dress," Rebekah complains, looking at herself in the mirror.
"There's not," Klaus says from the other side of the curtain. Rebekah purses her lips and steps out of the changing area.
"So, women in the 21st century dress like prostitutes then," Rebekah says, propping her hand on her hip. "You know, I got dirty looks for wearing trousers,"
"You wore trousers so women today could wear nothing," Klaus teases, smirking playfully.
"And what is this music? It sounds like a cable car accident," Rebekah says.
"It's dance music," Stefan explains, a soft smile on his face as he shamelessly stares at her.
"People dance to this?" Rebekah asks and Stefan hums. A second later Alvina comes from behind the curtain in a bright sundress.
"For the record, I don't think you look like a prostitute," Alvina tells her. "You look hot," Rebekah perks. "What do you think?" Alvina asks her mates. She gives them a twirl enjoying how the skirt fans out.
"Beautiful," Enzo compliments, sitting in the loveseat across from her cuddling Jeremy. Alvina smiles at the pair broadly before shifting her gaze to Klaus who's sitting in his own chair beside them.
"Radiant, love. Simply radiant," Klaus tells her. "Are we done, ladies?" He asks, returning to his pouting.
"And why are you so grumpy?" Rebekah asks.
"I needed one thing from you for my witch to find out why my hybrids are dying. One thing. Your necklace. And you lost it," Klaus states, staring at his sister.
"I didn't lose it. It's just been missing for 90 years," Rebekah says. Klaus's glare hardens. "Oh, relax," Rebekah snaps. "You're missing a necklace. I've missed decades with Stefan because of you," She snarls. Klaus rolls his eyes and finishes his drink. "So, what do you think?" Rebekah asks, her tone softening when she looks at her mate.
"I like it," Stefan tells her. She frowns. "What? I said I liked it,"
"I can always tell when you're lying, Stefan," Rebekah says, going back into the fitting room. Alvina follows her. "You get beautiful and radiant and all I get is 'I like it'," Rebekah complains, mimicking Stefan's voice.
"Give him some time. He just got his memories back. He's probably still in awe that you two are finally together again. He'll be at your feet giving you all the compliments in the world in no time," Alvina comforts, looking at herself in the mirror.
"Hopefully," Rebekah mutters. Her eyes move from her reflection to Alvina's. "They are right. That dress is beautiful,"
