Evangeline P.O.V
"Wakey, wakey, Sunshine!" An annoying voice spoke brightly, stirring me from my sleep. "Urgh, no!" I groaned, covering my head with a heavy pillow. "As much as I love being your pillow, I'm afraid you need to get up," The voice says again.
I frowned, before realisation dawned on me. "Damon!" I screamed, sitting up and backing away. "The one and only," He smirks, his hand resting behind his head and the other stretch to my side of the bed. "What are you doing here?!" I demanded, pulling the duvet up my chest.
"Trying to wake you up, but if it wasn't for you using my hand as a pillow, I would've kicked you off by now," He shrugs, holding out his hand. I mentally slapped myself after figuring out what he said. The pillow I used was Damon's hand. "Do you seriously, have nothing else to do?!" I moaned, rubbing my eyes in tiredness.
"Other then waking you up? No." He grins. Sighing, I sat up. "What's the real reason?" I demanded.
"Tonights the Founder's party. I need you to be my date," he explains lazily. "Why me?!" I groaned, not liking this idea. Just because we had a deal does not mean I get to be his errand girl.
"One, we had a deal. Two, no one else would willingly go with me." He holds out two fingers in front of me. "Gee, I wonder why," I rolled my eyes and headed for my bathroom feeling Damon's gaze on me. I quickly turned the tap and washed my face, feeling the cool water on my skin soothed me.
"I'll have you know, there's girls lining round the block for me," Damon countered back cockily obviously offended at what I said. Raising an eyebrow, I walked out the bathroom, wiping my face with a towel as I looked out my window.
"You sure you're in the right house?" I spoke with fake concerned. He looked confused for a moment. "I dont see any girls, whatsoever lining up," I grin sarcastically going back to the bathroom and leaving it half shut.
"That was rude Sunshine," I heard him mutter, sounding extremely annoyed. "Can you get back to the real reason why you're bothering me?" I sighed, fed up with his stalling as I brushed my teeth.
"Right, tonight the annual Founders party will be held at the Lockwoods so I need you to be my date. That means you need to find a dress," he peeks in the bathroom but I slammed the door in his face causing him to groaned loudly.
Sorry, but he can do his explaining from the other side of the door. Its been two weeks and I felt as though it was a bad idea striking a deal with Damon. He was making my life a living hell and making me do some dumb research for his so called plan I have not found out about. I spent the entire past week just doing things Damon demanded me to do and the only time I have peace, he strolls in and takes it away.
It was then I noticed how silent it got. I thought Damon had left but after a few seconds of continuous thuds and things being thrown around, I walked out the bathroom, toothbrush still in my mouth.
"Do you not have any formal but not formal dress?" He asked, as he threw a pair of jeans at me. He was rummaging my closet that i had just cleaned.
Walking forward, I slammed my closet doors shut and leaned in front of it, my back pressed against the wooden furniture. Damon glance at me in surprise as he held both his hands out in surrender.
"Someone's in a mood," he chuckles backing away. I took out my toothbrush and pointed at him. "What are we doing at the founders party Damon?" I asked narrowing my eyes at him.
"Plan, Eva, all part of the plan." He smiles devilishly.
"You know, I will find out about whatever plan you cooked up in that head of yours," I mocked, brushing past him after picking up my black jeans and a red wine crop top.
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