Chapter 1: Making A Basket of Love

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"Oh, those are lovely, who are those for and something smells good."


"A friend."


"A friend? "Smells too good for a friend."


I looked at my brother with my eyes and my mother looked at him too and my grandma


"Boy, mind your own business!"


"Whoever, they're for it's the girl's own business!"


I smiled as my grandmother said that. I went to my car but as soon as I was going happy with my basket. After what happened at the Mikaelson's house I hadn't spoken to him nor Damon. I was angry and had been avoiding both of them at school. Instead, I had been dodging them in every class, and I had pretended that I didn't hear what they both had to say. Bonnie, Elena, Caroline not to mention Matt and Tyler even Jermey had seen me ignore them and through the halls and in class. Damon though hadn't spoken to me either, though he was keeping an eye on me. I got tired of it. He was even at my house outside my window, for the past week watching me. I let down my window to my room with a bang as he looked up, and Stefan only gave me space, but watching too that I was pissed, about how they treated Elijah. I was going to see him again, and if I had to wait to do it, until they stopped stalking me and following me. I so would.


"I swear if you keep following me and looking up at my window, I will call the police!"


I shouted at Damon


"Then, by all means, call em." Damon had his arms out wide open as he wore all black


"Make sure you tell em, too, while your on the phone, that there are vampires outside your window, AND, tell them, that there's a man who wants to get into your draws tonight!"


Damon shouted


"NO, I GOT BETTER! TEll THEM, THAT I'M OUT HERE RIGHT NOW, WAITING TO CLIMB THAT CHIMNEY! DADDY'S GOT PRESENTS!"


"YOU'RE NOT, MY DADDY!"OH, TONIGHT, AND EVERY NIGHT I AM!"


I threw a ball right at him out the window


"STRIKE!" He caught it


I got even more madder. Stefan just watched the fight between the both of us



"Damon!"


"Stay outta this Stef, she wants to play hardball we can play!"


"I think, we should just give her some space and time."


"You serious?"


"I don't think you know, and she knows the danger that she is in."

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