The Original Vampire -| COMPLETED |

I Hate Mornings, Ugh!

Samantha's POV.

Five o'clock on the dot. Not a second before or after, my alarm belted out Shawn Mendes Mercy.

I groaned aloud, eyes still closed as I struggled to find the snooze button. The sun was not much help either, its inevitable, protruding through the yellow curtains and onto my closed eyelids. Squinting my eyes open, I huffed as I slammed my hand on the button. Finally, some peace and quite.

"Sam! Get up sweetie."

Not so peace and quiet after all huh?

"No..." I said grumpily as I snuggled closer to my bed. I was practically glued to my soft,comfortable, bestf-

"Samantha!" my father shouted.

I didn't register what happened until I met the carpeted floor with a loud groan.

I'd fell off my bed. All because of my loud father.

Then laughter followed, from right outside my bedroom door.

I quickly sat up as my door was pushed open. In entered my amused father.

"What are you doing on the floor?" he asked.

He knew that I fell. He heard it.

I glared at him as he bursts out laughing.

"I hate mornings, ugh!" I muttered.

"Are you done yet dad?" I inquired.

I sat on my bed, massaging my forehead that started to hurt.

"Yeah," he cleared his throat.

I turned to him with raised eyebrows.

He was serious, which meant something was up.

"So I wanted to know if you wanted to come to a party tonight." he explains.

"Really? You want me to go with you? Are you sure dad?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Okay I'll go. But who's party is it?" I asked.

"Um, you don't know her." he blushes slightly.

My father blushing?

Wait-did he say her?

"Dad, spill." I laughed.

"Her name is Rebekah Mikealson." he finishes.

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