Coming back to Mystic Falls wasn't something I planned on doing but unless I want to spend the rest of my life alone, it was something I had to do.
Now moving into the town I realized that I didn't think about what I was going to do when I actaully arrived, just because I'm a vampire doesn't mean I think things through.
I knew who I was looking for but I didn't know where they were exactly, in fact I barely remembered where anything was in this god forsaken town.
Looking around, there was a small gaggle of teens chatting and laughing in front of a building, so me being me I attempted to approach them and managed to forget that I was wearing a Victorian style dress from a get together I was at.
The get together was extremely boring, some vampires just dont know how to live in the 21st century properly, get a cheeseburger or something, I don't want to eat a three course meal every time I come over to say hello.
Okay so it wasn't all bad because I found out something very important, like the best important piece of information I've heard in my immortal life.
Right, explanation time I guess.
I put on the uncomfortable scratchy, tight corset before laying the soft fabric of the dress over it, sometimes I would wear one of those metal skirt things but...there's no excuse I just didn't want to.
The person hosting the party was someone I knew well so I couldn't just bail and make up a not-so believable excuse as to why I couldn't make it.
Anyway I digress, I walked up to the hall and opened the large wooden door and the rich smell of human blood nearly knocked me over, she really went all out.
There were mainly vampires there but a few witches and werewolves were scattered around who knew the host personally.
The host...she's a tricky person to get along with, she's arrogant, self absorbed and spiteful.
I would say that she could be nice but Adrianá Solertlé doesn't have a kind bone in her body.
The only reason she invites me is because...actually that's a story for another time.
I walked through the door and spotted Evander, a male witch who occasionally asks in favours in exchange for information he has. Basically the gossiper of the party.
As I approached he lifted his eyes and a cheeky grin spread on his face.
"Long time no see sweetheart" he said as he placed a kiss on my cheek in greeting.
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