The Salvatore Witch...

YOU RUINED MY DRESS YOU BITCH!

I groaned in exasperation, why? simply because I hate my life.

For one thing I was completely emotionless for all of a week, which is not as long as you may think.

Second I brought my clone back into the picture after about thirty two years.

Third my mother tried to kill me again.

Fourth my bitch of a niece is back in the picture, oh joy.

And now I'm lying on my bed glaring at Caroline who's holding up a fluffy pink gown that looked like a rainbow threw up on it.

"I hate you, you know that Care?" I grumbled

she shook her head and laughed "No Megs you love me, c'mon please" she pleaded.

If your wondering why we're stuck in my room with a hideous dress in my line of sight its because there's another decade dance coming up, and as usual Caroline had volunteered both me and Elena, who I had been civil with recently.

I know what a shock.

Caroline was trying to convince me to try on the dress which was so not going to happen, it was one of the few things I had left of my childhood, I was going to keep it that way.

"Forget it Care, you put it on, I've got another dress" I muttered walking up to the attic.

Caroline had decided to follow me up, she sat down on the floor by the window and looked over at the massive wardrobe that dominated the whole room pretty much.

I plucked out a dress which I hadn't seen in decades, I pulled out another one for Elena, I wasn't going to mention that it was Katherine's, that would just ruin my fun all together.

I examined my dress; it was ancient and in dire need of dry cleaning, but it was still pretty, it was a full bodice lilac dress with a black skirt and dark purple embellishments, it was my favourite dress from back in the day.

I pulled out an identical one in red for Macenna, who no doubt would be dragged into it by Caroline as well.

"Wow" Care breathed looking over them

All I could do was nod, still reeling in memories from when I was younger.

These dresses were important in my history, the lilac one was the dress I wore to Damon's wedding- and yes Damon did get married he's not the bachelor he likes to think he is.

the green and blue dress of Katherine's was the dress she wore the first day I met her, which was a week and a half before the boys met her.

The red one was the dress I wore to my own funeral, hilarious I know.

The hideous pink fluffy dress Care would be wearing was a dress that Katherine helped me make for my tutor just so she could see if I could sew like all ladies were expected to way back when.

I tapped my fingers against the cool fabric of the dresses I was carrying down stairs, I kicked open my room and dropped them all on my bed staring at the others who were in my room, meaning Bonnie who had been tolerated, Macenna who was still driving me crazy, Elena who was sitting in my window box looking out at the forest, and Veronikah who was leering at Elena with a massive box at her feet.