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  ROSIE WAS ON HER WAY TO THE LOCKWOOD MANSION

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  ROSIE WAS ON HER WAY TO THE LOCKWOOD MANSION. Damon had called her and told her to meet him there. She wasn't sure why but she did know that there was some sort of event happening there. Ever since she moved to Mystic Falls when she was ten, she had never liked any of the parties held by the Lockwoods. Every time Caroline dragged her to one of the events, she would moan and complain for days on end. 

  Slowly getting out of her car, she looked towards the mansion. Awkwardly, she tugged down her short denim skirt and zipped her jacket up so she could cover her cleavage as she realised that many people inside the house would not approve of her outfit. Rosie wasn't afraid to admit that she dressed a little provocatively but who could blame her? It wasn't her fault that skimpy clothing looked amazing on her. She let out a sigh before walking into the building. 

As soon as she took a step inside, Damon marched up to her and grabbed her arm. He bent down slightly to whisper in her ear, "Our favourite person is here."

  Rosie let out a gasp and turned to him. "Adolf Hitler is here?" She exclaimed, causing a few people to give her dirty looks. "I've always wanted to meet him! He's my role model."

  Damon rolled his eyes at her, unimpressed by her joke. "Guess again. I'll give you a hint. He's a lot worse than your role model."

  "You?" She teased, nudging him with her elbow.

  Rosie yelped as Damon smacked the back of her head. "Be serious."

  "You are telling me to be serious. Wow, something must be wrong." 

  Damon wrapped his arm around her shoulder and forced her to walk forward with him. "Elijah is here."

  Twisting her head to look at him, she replied, "I'm sorry, what?"

  "You heard me." Damon stated as they approached a man in a suit. At first, Rosie didn't realise who it was as the man had his back to them but as the man turned around to look at them, she realised it was Elijah. "Look who I found, Elijah." The onyx-haired vampire announced with a smirk on his face.

  "Rosalee." Elijah greeted, a genuine smile tugged at his lips. As soon as she stopped in front of him, he grabbed her hand and lifted it to his lips. He pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her hand before letting it go. "It is lovely to see you again."

  Rosie's eyebrows raised in shock. "Um... Hi?" Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Damon giving them a weird look.

  "What are you doing here?" The original vampire asked her curiously.

  She shrugged and pointed at Damon. "I've no idea because this dickhead won't tell me why."

  "I just thought we should all have a talk." Her friend spoke with a mischievous tone. "Alone, preferably."

  Rosie scrunched her face as she jokingly made a disgusted noise. "Damon, did you bring me for a threesome? You little slut."

  Elijah's smile grew as he watched the girl. He could already tell that his brother would love her sense of humour. 

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