❝FUCK IT, IT'S FINE.❞
In which a high school cheerleader prone to making bad decisions meets the biggest one she's ever going to make.
{the vampire diaries s1-2}
{book one}
{established Tyler Lockwood x 𝑓𝑒𝑚!forbes!oc}
{a little bit of D.Sal...
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Sitting on the sofa in the Salvatore living room, Chloe listened while everyone tried to come up with a plan.
"So we go to the dance, we find him," Damon said.
"Really? How are we going to do that? We don't even know what he looks like" Stefan said.
"Something tells me he's not gonna be sixteen and pimply," Damon said.
"He could be anywhere at any time. He compelled somebody at school. I guess it's not as safe as you guys thought, huh?" Stefan asked as Chloe rolled her eyes.
Hearing the door open they looked over as Alaric walked in.
"There you are," Damon said.
"Sorry I'm late," Alaric said.
"Hey, I need you to put me down as a chaperone at the dance tonight. Klaus made his first move" Damon said.
"Okay, so we find him, and then what, hmm? What's our plan of attack?" Elena asked.
"Me. I'm the plan. He has no idea how much power I can channel. If you can find him, I can kill him" Bonnie said.
"That's not going to be that easy" Alaric laughed. I mean, he is the biggest, baddest vampire around."
"Alaric has a point. I mean, what if he-" Damon tried to rush at Bonnie to see what she could do but she easily used her magic to toss him to the other side of the room.
"Well, I was impressed," Stefan said.
"Actually I had my eyes closed" Chloe smirked. "Do it again?"
"It doesn't matter if he's an Original. I can take down anyone who comes at me. I can kill him, Elena" Bonnie said. "I know I can."
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Chloe sighed as she sat at her vanity, clipping in the jeweled headpiece to her bun.
"Audrey Hepburn?"
Not having to turn around she could see Damon standing behind her in the mirror.
"How'd you get in here?" she asked.
"Window was open" he shrugged.
Chloe sighed as she stood up, brushing off her dress. "Tyler was supposed to be Paul Varjak but obviously that's not gonna happen anymore."
"Well if you need a date-"
"Yeah, right" she scoffed.
"Rude."
"What are you doing here Damon? Here to rub it in my face that he's gone?" she asked.
"I'm here because you're about to go a dance alone and you're all sad and pouty about it. I'm being nice" he said.
