Imagine going to senior prom with Tyler, and being crowned prom king and queen.
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There was a knock on your door, which you'd been anticipating. It was your boyfriend Tyler, coming to pick you up for your senior prom, which you had both been waiting all year for. "Damn, (Y/N)," Tyler Lockwood stared in awe. "You look beautiful," Tyler smiled, holding a gorgeous corsage, matching the flower on his lapel.
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"You ready?"
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"Yup. And thank you, babe. Let's f**k it up," you nodded, taking his arm as he walked you towards the limo you and all of your friends had pooled money to rent. "Hey!" Your friend Matt yelled. "What's up, Matt?" You nodded, doing a quick handshake as usual. "Such a tomboy," your friend Bonnie Bennett teased, handing you a flask as you sat down beside Tyler.
You raised an eyebrow, taking a quick yet large swig. "Jesus Christ!" Matt exclaimed. "Alright! Let's party," Caroline Forbes decided as she and Elena drank out of someone else's flask. "I'll drink to that, babe," Stefan Salvatore agreed. "Someone came to party," Tyler Lockwood smirked as he kissed you passionately. "I came for more than that," you smirked, opening your clutch for everyone to see. "Oh, sh*t!" Jeremy Gilbert, your best friend, nodded appreciatively. "I think I got a lighter on me." "Don't worry, I got like five, I steal them all the time," you shrugged, gesturing for everyone to help themselves.
