"UGH!" I screamed, I threw the 60's dress I had in front of me away, "I HATE THE SH--"
"Hey!" Damon said, "language."
"Screw you, asshole!" I said, he glared at me and Stefan walked in with more clothes.
"Can I kill her now?" Damon asked Stefan.
"Not today Damon." Stefan said.
"So we're you planning on killing me another day?" I asked, Damon frowned.
"As long as your dead in the future I'll be happy?" Damon said.
"Woo!" I said, I grabbed a very pretty dress from Stefan's hands.
"Yeah, I thought you would like that." Stefan said.
"Yes sir!" I said, I began to undress and they looked at me oddly, "what? It's not like you've never seen a girl naked." I slipped on the dress, "plus, I don't care."
"You should care." Stefan said, "this could be your last life. No more redo's."
"How bout' tell that to someone else... that cares." I said, "I have lives way to many life times, it's time for me to pass on to hell. Finally this world will be gone with me."
"See, she's totally cool with me killing her!" Damon said.
"Shut up, Damon!" Stefan said, "your not killing her, because she's going to live."
"Didn't your just say that this might be my last life, as in I might not get cured." I asked Stefan.
"I didn't mean it like that." He said.
"What ever, I'm going to that dance." I said, "bye boys."
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The Salvatore's Bestie
FanfictionThousands of years go by... Unable to remember some years, or century's... Through all her life has she never been this wild, or wreck less... She has enemy's everywhere...
