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"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! It's all wrong! The marching band should be in front of the Historic Society," Carol Lockwood ordered the students as she walked around the lawn outside of Mystic Falls High

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"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! It's all wrong! The marching band should be in front of the Historic Society," Carol Lockwood ordered the students as she walked around the lawn outside of Mystic Falls High. "Matt, get up on the float. Boys, I asked you to put chairs on the Founders' Float. Ladies! Time to get on the float."

"She needs to calm down," Charlie muttered to Bonnie as they stood in front of Matt and Caroline who were posing for a picture in their era clothing. The brunette girl was wearing a long, black dress because she had to be JJ's escort on the float.

The Bennett girl held up the camera to take a picture of the couple. "Say cheese."

"Oh, wait. Hide your cast," the blonde girl told her boyfriend when she remembered the white cast on his arm that he got from the trailer being dropped on him. "It's not era-appropriate."

"Seriously? ...Okay. All right. Come here," he gave in after she gave him a look.

Caroline giggled as her friend took the picture. Charlie did have to admit that the couple looked pretty much picture perfect. The Forbes girl pulled away from her boyfriend a bit. "Okay, I want one with Bonnie and Char now."

"Here, I can take it," Tyler offered, and the Lockwood girl almost jumped because she hadn't heard him come up to them. Bonnie handed him the camera hesitantly.

After the two boys shared a glance, Matt walked away, informing them, "I'll be on the float." The older Lockwood watched him leave with a sigh as he looked to his sister and the blonde girl.

"I said I was sorry," he insisted.

"You made out with his mom, and then you beat him to a pulp," the brunette girl reminded him as if he had forgotten what happened a few weeks ago. "You're gonna have to do a little bit better than sorry."

He sent her a slight ungrateful smile as Caroline pulled her friends closer to her on either side. "Will you just take the picture already?"

"Let's give a big hand to the Mystic Fall's high school Marching Band!" Carol announced as soon as the parade started. The marching band and the cheerleaders began it, waving posters and dancing. She smiled as they passed. "And for a little local history, Mr. Saltzman's students have recreated Virginia's Battle of Willow Creek."

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