"He's the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don't wanna fight
You better run for your life"
In which Evangeline Knight finds herself in the midst of the supernatural world
"He's a cow...
"Strange words come on out of a grown man's mouth when his mind's broke, pictures and passing time, you only smile like that when you're drinking."
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For some reason, the only thing Evangeline could think about was Damon. Every time she tried to think about someone else, like another cute guy or one of her friends, she simply couldn't. Without failed he clouded her thoughts, every thought of someone else somehow made her think of him.
She was really starting to hope that she'd see him again soon. Something about him was just different from anything she'd ever experienced. She got a vibe around him that was hard to forget, he was just so... wow.
"I'm confused, are psychic?" "Or clairvoyant?" Caroline and Vanna together as they walked with Bonnie together in the hall way. The two asked the question teasingly after Bonnie was claiming to have 'visions'.
"Technically, grams says I'm a witch." She claims, and the two blondes can't believe how serious and unwavering her tones was. "My ancestors were these really cool Salem witch chicks or something. Grams tried to explain it all but she was looped on the liquor, so I kinda tuned out. Crazy family? Yes. Witches? I don't think so."
"Sounds to me like grams is madder than a wet hen." Evangeline laughed softly along with Caroline.
"Yeah, Bon, I'm sure that means grams is batshit." Caroline laughed at not only Bonnie but also Vanna's choice of phrase.
As Bonnie departed from them, the two blondes were left walking down the hall together, "Care, I have to tell you what crazy thing happened to me last night!"
Caroline's eyes widened with curiosity and excitement, she loved when Vanna started conversations like that, "Spill!"
"There was this guy that I ran into on my way home, he was so tall, dark, and handsome." She gushed. "I mean, and he was such a gentleman, walked me all the way home, and totally kissed my cheek. And since then, he's literally all I can think about."
______ Elena had begged Vanna to go to the Salvatore home with her, the brunette was hoping to see Stefan and the only reason the blonde agreed was because she would have a chance to run into Damon while they were there.
Elena tugged on the strange and old-fashioned doorbell, after a moment she also went to use the door knocker, but the door creaked open from not being closed all the way. The girls shared a look before Elena stepped through the doorframe. "Elena, what are you doing?" Vanna asked.
"Stefan?" The brunette called, not looking back at her friend as she stepped a little further into the house.
"Elena, you can't just walk in!" Vanna tried to sway her friend to come back.
"Stefan?" Elena called again as Evangeline stayed on the porch, the door swung wide open as she watched her friend trek further into the house.
Evangeline looked behind her as a crow cawed on the poor, when she looked back into the house, Damon was right in front of her and she immediately jumped a step back.
