•~ Born to die ~• || FINISHED EARLY.!!

Unpleasantville

" Sadie I need the money!" Jeremy yelled from the bottom of the stairs. " uh here come in just put it on  the table.

Jeremy went upstairs as I came down and handed the delivery guy the money.

" keep the change!" I smile as I closed the door.

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I straightened my hair in the mirror as I got ready for the decade dance. This years theme was the 60s.

My hair dryer was blowing as my compass was quietly ticking and moving crazily. I turned my hairdryer off and walked to my wardrobe until I heard the faint ticking noises. I grab my phone as I ran downstairs, calling Stefan ASAP.

" Stefan phone how may I help you?" The voice, what sounded like Damon,  said. " he's in his way to you, forgot his phone."

I sprint downstairs. " thank god. This compass was spinning. Stefan must be here. Thank you." I sighed until somebody turned me around and attempted to bite me, until Stefan, my hero saved me life.

The person sprinted out the door and Stefan came to hug me. " you Okay. You're okay." He comforted me as I was holding onto him for dear life, staring at the door.
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I was talking to Stefan and Damon about what just happened but it was time for the party.

They were lights everywhere. People dancing. Drinking. Music blasting. 

I walked in with Stefan and Damon until Alaric, our replacement for mr tanner, glanced at all of us.

I walked over to the bar to go talk to Caroline and bonnie. I haven't seen them in ages.

" having fun?" I asked.

"Mm. no. But this took about two hours so I'm at least staying for half of that." Caroline laughed.

" what's Damon doing here?" I looked over at him. "He wanted to come. I'll promise he'll behave."

" so what is this a threesome? You and the Salvatore brothers?"

" no, but if I'm gonna be with Stefan, I have to learn to tolerate Damon. It's not like I can kill him."

" there's a thought." Bonnie sipped her drink.

" I'll help!"  I chuckled, letting a small smile invade my face.

I walked over to Damon and Stefan.

" Sadie! Would u like to dance?" Damon asked, looking at me and stefan.

" I would love to!" I smile at Stefan, " care to have this dance?" Stefan guided me to the dance floor as I walked past Damon, as he smiled sarcastically.

" so what was it like in the 50s? American bandstand? Grease. It's all varsity sweaters and milkshakes." I danced slowly.

" well that and, you know, McCarthyism and segregation, the nuclear arms race."

" you are... so! Teaching me how to do the hand jive!" I laughed.

" no, that's not gonna happen."

" aw... maybe he's not gonna show."

" you mean we did all this dancing for nothing?"

" oh, the horror!! Hehe"

" I'm really sorry for all this." He apologised.

" it's my choice. I decided to be here. I officially signed up for it, so I don't wanna hear you apologising anymore." The music started to get faster. " show me how it was done in the 50s!!"