2.2 - Damon Salvatore?

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Vampire Diaries Fanfic | Dawn of a New Day | 2.2 - Damon Salvatore?

Olivia was sitting slouched in one of the outdoor chairs at 'The Grill' after school with Elena, Bonnie and Caroline. She was supposed to be helping fold the flyers that were supposed to be given out to the townspeople, but her mind was really somewhere else. Stefan hadn't gotten back to her yet and she didn't know what was happening. Has he compelled Vicki yet? Was he even able to?

Olivia couldn't help but still be on edge, not just by the amount of people around today, but because of Bonnie.

Bonnie hadn't looked her in the eye yet, almost like she was avoiding her. And although they weren't as close as she and Caroline were, it hurt. Olivia couldn't help but be both worried and interested in what Bonnie had actually either seen or felt when the bottle altercation happened last night.

"Well, I was talking to grams..." Bonnie was saying, folding her own leaflet before putting it into the pile, ready for another. "...and she said the Comet is a sign of impending doom. The last time it passed over Mystic Falls, there was lots of death. So much blood and carnage, it created a bed of paranormal activity."

'That sounds interesting' Olivia thought to herself, frowning. She did remember reading about a lot of deaths occurring around that time and with the supernatural indeed real, maybe what Bonnie's Grams was saying ... was the truth?

Caroline didn't seem to find it real, though, just plain amusing. "Yeah, and then you poured Grams another shot and she told you about the aliens." She rolled her eyes making Bonnie huff indigently but then turned her attention back to Olivia who had said barely anything about her talk with Stefan last night. Elena had secretly mentioned to both Caroline and Bonnie that she had invited Stefan to come in, leaving him in her sister's care. "So, then what?" Caroline pushed for details from her best friend.

Olivia sighed, finishing the folding of the flyer she had been holding for the past five minutes. "So, then nothing."

Caroline raised an eyebrow, not looking completely sure she believed. "You and Stefan talked ... all night?" She paused, narrowing her eyes in suspicion. "There was no sloppy first kiss or touchy feely of any kind?"

Olivia was the one to roll her eyes this time, "Okay, one – I'm not just going to go around getting sloppy with a guy. And two – like I said before, we just talked."

"Not even a handshake?"

"Nope." Putting the emphasis on the 'P'. Bonnie and Elena were just watching, feeling a little amused by how Caroline was actually talking. Everyone at the table knew Olivia had never been with a guy, let alone kissed one. She's probably the only virgin in this town left that's their age.

Caroline looked exasperated, "Come on, Liv!" She tried, "We are your friends!" There had to be something worth hearing that wouldn't make her best friend sound like such a virgin. "Okay, you are supposed to share the smut."

"But there wasn't any smut, Caroline." Olivia answered calmly but felt herself sigh in the process.

Caroline groaned, "Okay, what is with the blockage?" She muttered, before turning serious again. "Just jump his bones already! I mean, it's easy ... boy likes girl ... girl likes boy = sex. Besides, you need to get yourself out there and Stefan is the perfect guy for you."

Elena chuckled, "Profound, Caroline." Even Bonnie's lips quirked.

As the three of them began to talk to one another again, leaving Olivia in her headspace, she began to really think. Did she really find herself liking Stefan, like ... that? The answer; yes, that could be what she's been feeling since meeting him. They had common interests and they didn't have to keep the fact that they're vampires a secret from each other ... he seemed to like spending time with her. So, why wasn't she doing something about it? Why was her mind so insistent on staying single, it's not like she had to worry about drinking him dry or wondering if he liked her or not?

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