𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 | 𝐭𝐯𝐝

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I woke up on the floor, to much of my dismay. Stefan was still asleep. I poked my head up and looked at the bed then sat up. I grabbed a pillow and swung it, but he grabbed it and pulled it down, sending my flying onto the mattress. He straddled me and tickled me. "You were about to hit me!" He mocked. "Of course I was!" I laughed in between laughs. "You're so mean!" He gasped.

I pushed him off and sped downstairs. "And now you left!" He yelled. "Indeed I did!" I agreed. I cooked off some breakfast. Stefan walked in with his phone to his ear. "How was the slumber party?" He asked someone, who I assume is Elena. He grabbed a grilled cheese from the plate beside me. "You ass!" I mouthed. "Good and much needed. When can you and I have one?" Elena asked flirtatiously from the phone. I put a finger in my mouth and pretended to gag. Stefan snickered, then cleared his throat and flicked me off. "Mmm. That can be arranged." He responded. "Okay. Now. Today. Take me far, far away." Elena flirted. I flipped my egg. "I DID IT." I mouthed successfully to Stefan. He rolled his eyes and high-fived me.

"Even with everything that's going on?" He asked. "Because of everything that's going on, Stefan." Elena sighed. "And you're sure this has nothing to do with dodging your father who just got into town?" He justified. "Uh, this has everything to do with that."
"Well, in that case, where would you like to go?"

Stefan walked out of the kitchen. Damon and news reporter, Andie Star, walked downstairs. I heard them last night, which is probably why Stefan wanted to distract me. I hummed and set three plates out of food: grilled cheese (duh), eggs, toast, sausage, and bacon.

Damon walked into the kitchen. Alaric was following. "Ooo." He smiled, walking to a plate. I handed it to him. "Merry Christmas," I said sarcastically. I turned the stove off and faced my history teacher. "Hey, Ric," I said. "Hey. Uh-" He pointed at the door, looking at Damon. "My new girlfriend. Andie Star, action news." Damon smirked, eating his toast. "It's not called action news." I rolled my eyes. "I know. I just like saying it." Damon shrugged.

"So, John Gilbert gave me a dagger and ash to kill Elijah. Said you have to dip the dagger in the remains of an old white ash tree that dates back to the Originals if there's any truth in that." Damon said. Alaric leaned against the counter. "So you think it's a setup?" He asked. "It could be. Guy's a weasel. Wouldn't put anything past him... What are you up to today, Mr. Saltzman?" Damon asked. "Well, Jenna and I were supposed to go to her family's lake house, but somehow, we both got roped into doing this Historical Society thing at the Lockwoods," Alaric said. "Where Elijah's the guest of honor," Damon smirked. "Tell me you're not gonna kill him at the tea party." I straightened up. "No. That would be stupid." He argued. "Well you ARE stupid so we're outta luck." I sighed. Damon threw a rag at me. "I want to know his endgame before I kill him, but I do think it's time Elijah and I officially met," Damon smirked.

I rolled my eyes and handed Alaric Stefan's plate, then made him his own plate. I walked back to my room and showered, then changed and brushed my hair and teeth. I put a face mask on and walked downstairs. Stefan was bringing a bag downstairs. "Listen, if you're sick of me, I could leave," I said sarcastically. "What happened to you?" He faked a disgusted face, looking at my face mask. "I'm not trying to get wrinkles like you, Mr. Crinkles." I snickered. "I'm going on a romantic getaway with your sister. Surprise." He shrugged. "Have fun!" I yelled after him. "Not too much fun!" I called. He laughed and I shut the door.

I took the mask off and did my makeup. I then walked to Damon's room. "Hey, bitch!" I yelled. "Hey dumbass." He shrugged. He was shirtless and drinking as usual. I flew onto his bed, landing next to him. "So, whatcha wanna do?" I asked. "I have to get ready for the History thing." He shrugged. "Ugh, so I'm gonna be here alone? Alone in a huge house with nothing to do? Hmph." I sighed. "What a shame. Just come with me." Damon suggested. "Oh, how joyful," I remarked.