17 years old woman gets reborn into her favorite tv show, just about when the plot starts. With a chance of changing things and giving her favorite characters a better future, she takes the reins and makes the lifes of the Mystic Falls recidence mor...
"I don't really think that this is my dress Bekah." I mumble as I look at myself on the mirror.
I hate dresses, but I promised to wear one just for Rebekah. I don't know how to shop for one so I just told her what I like and she bought me dresses.
Rebekah opens the door and peeks inside. She shakes her head. "You are right. Let me find something else."
She goes out to find a new dress. I shrug the wrong dress off and put my shirt on as I wait.
I hear Rebekah squeal loudly and I chuckle. Soon I hear rapid footsteps and she peeks inside.
"Try these." She gives me three options. I take them and thank her.
I close the door and take my shirt off once again.
I try all the three on, but one of them catches my eye above the rest.
"Bekah." I call out as I do a little twirl.
She peeks inside and smiles widely. "Finally. That's it! We'll get that." Se decides and I giggle.
The dress was simple enough and comfortable to wear.
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"Is it too simple?" I ask through the door.
"Only thing that matters it that you like it and it's comfortable." Rebekah says from behind the door.
I smile softly. I really suck at picking dresses.
I carefully shrug the dress off and put my clothes on.
Rebekah takes the dress and goes to pay for it. "Hey, what are you doing?" I ask confused.
"Paying for it." She playfully rolls her eyes.
"I know that, but why?" I ask with a small smile.
"I actually had fun today. And you are my first true friend in a long time." I can see her hide a little smile.
"Awe. Love you too Bekah." I tease but hug her tightly.
"I know, who wouldn't?" She does a fabulous hairflip and I giggle.
We take the dress and leave the store after saying bye.
"Maybe we should get some food?" Rebekah tilts her head.
I open my mouth but my stomach rumbles loudly. I grin and look at her.
"Food it is."
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"Have you heard anything about Elijah? He doesn't answer my calls." I ask and take a bite of my fry.
Rebekah shakes her head with a small frown.
"I hope he is okay." I whisper and Rebekah smiles softly.
We continue to eat and chat about the ball and life.
