1×19 "Miss Mystic Falls"
Mystic Falls
"No. Absolutely not. No way in hell," Charlotte stated as Caroline looked at her with a pout, "but you signed in!" the blonde protested and put on her puppy eyes which she knew Charlotte couldn't resist.
"I hate you," "you love me," Caroline chuckled before skipping of the get her and Charlotte's dresses. Sometimes she couldn't believe her best friend, there was nothing she could refuse Care.
After her night at the Salvatore residence, she hadn't spoken to Damon. Charlotte left that morning, thanking Damon and saying goodbye.
Since then, no sign of Damon nor Stefan. It worried her, after that eventful night everything could have happened. Charlotte however didn't dare to ask one of them, why? She didn't even know herself, in any other situation she would have been straight forward.
Instead, she stayed
in the Mystic Grill waiting for Caroline to return which could take at least two hours – unless she had already picked out the dresses beforehand.
In precaution Charlie had ordered pasta and as always a coke, while waiting she played on her phone. Thankfully the waiter came quickly with her food, she was starving. As the girl looked up to put her phone down it wasn't the waiter she saw, but Damon once again with her food.
"You really are broke!" Charlotte said with feigned surprise, Damon raised his eyebrows at her and sat down her food.
"Trust me, I have enough money to spoil you rotten," he smirked and sat down on the chair opposite of her. Shaking her head she started eating her pasta, Damon took that as the best opportunity to speak about the reason he was here. And no it wasn't because he felt the need to see her.
"So, just out of curiosity..., are you doing the Miss Mystic Falls thing?" he asked as casually as he could. That caused Charlotte stop eating, mouth filled with pasta as she asked, "did you listen to us?"
Damon raised his hands, "no, no, of course not that would be..., weird," he scoffed as if Charlotte was wrong. The answer he gave her let her know everything she needed, "you did, asshole!" Charlie said, shocked that he had actually listened to their conversation, she swallowed her food before shaking her head, "why?" was all she asked.
"I'm your date," were his words, nothing more, a statement, "no, absolutely not," she responded. That's exactly what she needed right now, note the sarcasm. She didn't want any rumours forming over her appearance with Damon, town talk was the worst thing.
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FanfictionSynopsis; Charlotte Jones was diagnosed with an unknown, uncurable sickness that will lead her to her death. She has accepted her fate, but continues as if nothing changed; still her cold self with a soft spot for the Forbes women. That is until the...