Elijah Mikaelson Fanfiction
Featuring Damon x OC
"I just want to finish high school, go to college, and move out of this stupid town. No boys, no love, no distractions."
Rosalyn Stone had her life figured out at a very young age. She even had a long...
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THE MUSIC WAS playing in the background as Rosalyn Stone and her best friend Sara Wilson walked into the masquerade. They both inhaled sharply at the beauty of everything.
"These Lockwood's, they really know how to throw a party." Rosalyn said after taking the sight in.
Sara chuckled, "Would you expect any less of these people?" She shook her head, then nudged Rosalyn, "Rose, look who's here."
Rose turned to see who Sara was talking about when she saw the Salvatore brothers walking in, looking like they came out of a magazine.
"This would be perfect if their entrance was in something like slow motion." Rose giggled, "I bet that would be iconic."
"It's a shame that they're both taken though." Sara sighed softly. "What's really weird is how they're both taken by the same girl. Geez, I mean seriously?"
Rosalyn shrugged her shoulders. She had known all about Elena Gilbert and the Salvatore brothers' drama. Mystic Falls is a small town, and rumors spread fast.
"Let's admit, she's pretty." Rose then paused for a second, "And hot too. Had I been a guy, I would've been all over her too."
"But we're hot too." Sara pouted crossing her arms over her chest. "Look at this Damon guy, he's like... I have no words to even describe him."
Rose furrowed her eyebrows, "He seems volatile."
"Volatile and hot."
"And toxic."
"But hot."
Rose shook her head, chuckling slightly at her friend's silliness, "You're hopeless."
"And you're rigid. Loosen up a bit."
They walked around, danced a bit, untilt hey bunped into Mrs. Lockwood. "Rosalyn, I'm happy you came. This is one of the rare times you join a town's event."
Rosalyn smiled, "Thank you, Mrs. Lockwood. Great party you're hosting by the way. Your organizational skills are unbelievable."
If anything, Rosalyn has always been polite. She always knew the right thing to say and when.
"Thank you, Rose."
There was a moment of silence where the pleased look on Carol's face changed. Rose knew that look quite well; it's the look that came before someone asked about her mother.
And just like she expected Carol said, "How's she? Gina I mean."
"Oh you know, trying to find the end of her memory lane at the bottom of a bottle." Rosalyn thought while putting on a strained smile on her face.
"She's doing well, thank you for asking." Her eyes caught Bonnie, and she decided that she could act as her savior. "Excuse me, I'd like to say hi to Bonnie."
