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"๐™๐™๐™š ๐™ข๐™ค๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™—๐™š๐™–๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™›๐™ช๐™ก ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™๐™ž๐™™๐™™๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™™๐™–๐™ง๐™ ๐™š๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ง๏ฟฝ... More

๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ค๐Ÿ…ฃ๐Ÿ…—๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ…ก'๐Ÿ…ข ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ…ฃ๐Ÿ…”
๐Ÿ…’๐Ÿ…—๐Ÿ…”๐Ÿ…’๐Ÿ…š ๐Ÿ…˜๐Ÿ…ฃ ๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ…ค๐Ÿ…ฃ!
๐Ÿ…’๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ข๐Ÿ…ฃ
๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ…›๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ…ค๐Ÿ…–๐Ÿ…”/ ๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…ฃ โžŠ
"โžŠ" : แด‹แด€แด›แด‡ส€ษชษดแด€
"โž‹": ๐Ÿป๐Ÿถ๐Ÿถ สแด‡แด€ส€s แดา“ ษชแดแด˜ส€ษชsแดษดแดแด‡ษดแด›
"โž" : า“แดส€แด‡แด แด‡ส€แดแดส€แด‡
"โžŽ" : แด‡สŸษชแด€
"โž" : แด€ษด แด‡แด›แด‡ส€ษดษชแด›ส แดา“ สŸแดษดแด‡สŸษชษดแด‡ss
"โž" : แดแดษดsแด›แด‡ส€
"โž‘" : แด‹สŸแด€แดœsส แดแดแดœsส
"โž’" : แด€ า“แด€แดษชสŸษชแด€ส€ แดกแด€ส€แดแด›สœ
"โžŠโ“ฟ" : แด„แด€สŸแด ส™แด‡า“แดส€แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ sแด›แดส€แด
"โžŠโžŠ" : ษขแด‡สŸษชษขษดษชแด›แด‡
"โžŠโž‹" : แด›สœแด‡ ษดษชษขสœแด› แดา“ แด›สœแด‡ แดแดœส€แด…แด‡ส€
๐Ÿ…ข๐Ÿ…”๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ข๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ… โžŒ / ๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…ฃ โž‹
"โžŠโžŒ" : แดษด แด›สœแด‡ แด‡แด…ษขแด‡ แดา“ แด„แดษดแด›ส€แดสŸ
"โžŠโž" : แด›สœแด‡ แดสŸแด…แด‡sแด› แด…ษชแด„แด‹ ษชษด แด›สœแด‡ แดกแดส€สŸแด…
"โžŠโžŽ" : sแดœsแด˜ษชแด„ษชแดus
"โžŠโž" : sแด‹แด‡สŸแด‡แด›แดษดs ษชษด แด›สœแด‡ แด„สŸแดsแด‡แด›
"โžŠโž" : แด„สœแด€แดs
"โžŠโž‘" : แดส ษขษชส€สŸ
"โžŠโž’" : ษขสœแดsแด› า“ส€แดแด แด›สœแด‡ แด˜แด€sแด›
"โž‹โ“ฟ" : sแด˜ษชส€ษชแด› แดกษชแด›แด„สœแด‡s
"โž‹โžŠ" : ษช สŸแดแด แด‡ สแดแดœ
"โž‹โž‹" : แด€า“แด›แด‡ส€ษขสŸแดแดก
๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ค๐Ÿ…ฃ๐Ÿ…—๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ…ก'๐Ÿ…ข ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ…ฃ๐Ÿ…”
"โž‹โžŒ" : สœแด‡แด€ส€แด› แด›แด สœแด‡แด€ส€แด›
"โž‹โž" : แดแดœแด› แดา“ แด›สœแด‡ ส™แดx
"โž‹โžŽ" : แดกษชแด›สœ สŸแดแด แด‡, แด‹
"โž‹โž" : ษขแดแดแด…ส™สแด‡s
๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…ฃ โžŒ / ๐Ÿ…’๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ข๐Ÿ…ฃ
"โž‹โž" : แด€ ษดแด‡แดก สŸษชา“แด‡
"โž‹โž‘" : สœแดสŸส ส™แด‡แดŠแด‡แด‡แดขแดœs, แด›สœแด‡ส'ส€แด‡ สœแดแด›
"โž‹โž’" : แด›สœแด‡ แด˜ส€แดแด˜สœแด‡แด„ส
"โžŒโ“ฟ" : แด›สœแด‡ sแด€สŸแด แด€แด›แดส€แด‡ sแด˜แด‡แด„ษชแด€สŸ
"โžŒโžŠ" : สœษชsแด›แดส€ส ส€แด‡แด˜แด‡แด€แด›ษชษดษข ษชแด›sแด‡สŸา“
"โžŒโž‹" : แด…แด สแดแดœ ส€แด‡แดแด‡แดส™แด‡ส€?
"โžŒโžŒ" : แดส™สŸษชแด ษชแด€แด›แด‡
"โžŒโž" : แด›สœแด‡ แดกแดส€สŸแด… สœแด€s แด›แดœส€ษดแด‡แด… แด€ษดแด… สŸแด‡า“แด› แดแด‡ สœแด‡ส€แด‡
"โžŒโžŽ" : แด‡แด แด‡ส€ส ส€แดsแด‡ สœแด€s ษชแด›s แด›สœแดส€ษด
"โžŒโž" : แด›ษชแดแด‡ แด›แด า“ษชษขสœแด›
"โžŒโž" : สŸแด‡แด› แดแด‡ สŸแดแด แด‡ สแดแดœ
"โžŒโž‘" : สŸแดœษดแด€
"โžŒโž’" : แด›ษชสŸสŸ แด…แด‡แด€แด›สœ แด…แด แดœs แด˜แด€ส€แด›
"โžโ“ฟ" : สœแดสŸแด… แดแด‡ ษชษด สแดแดœส€ สœแด‡แด€ส€แด› า“แดส€แด‡แด แด‡ส€
๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…ฃ โž / ๐Ÿ…’๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ข๐Ÿ…ฃ
๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…ฃ โž / ๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…›๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…จ๐Ÿ…›๐Ÿ…˜๐Ÿ…ข๐Ÿ…ฃ
"โžโžŠ" : แด›สœแด‡ สŸแด€ษดแด… แดา“ แด›สœแด‡ สŸษชแด ษชษดษข
"โžโž‹" : แดแด€ส€ส€ษชแด€ษขแด‡ แด€ษดแด… ส™แด€ส™ษชแด‡s
"โžโžŒ" : า“แด€สŸสŸษชษดษข า“แดส€ สœษชแด?
"โžโž" : สœแดสŸแด…ษชษดษข แดษด า“แดส€ สแดแดœ
"โžโžŽ" : ส™ส€แดแด›สœแด‡ส€'s ษขษชส€สŸ
"โžโž" : แด‹ แด€ษดแด… แด‹ สœแด€แด… แด€ ส™แด€ส™ส ษดแด€แดแด‡แด… แด‹?
"โžโž" : แด›สœแด€แด› แด‹ษชษดแด… แดา“ สŸแดแด แด‡ ษดแด‡แด แด‡ส€ แด…ษชแด‡s
"โžโž‘" : แด‡แดœแด˜สœแดส€ษชแด€
"โžโž’" : แดแด‡ษดแด€ษขแด‡ แด€ แด›ส€แดษชs
"โžŽโ“ฟ" : แดษดแด‡ สŸแด€sแด› แด›ษชแดแด‡
"โžŽโžŠ" : แด˜แดœแด› แดษด สแดแดœส€ แด˜แด€ษดแด›s แด€ษดแด… แด›แด€สŸแด‹!
"โžŽโž‹" : แด›สœแด‡ ส€แดsแด‡ แด‡า“า“แด‡แด„แด›
"โžŽโžŒ" : สŸแด‡xษช ส€แดsแด‡ sแด€สŸแด แด€แด›แดส€แด‡
"โžŽโž" : ส™แด€ส™ส แดแด€แดแด€
"โžŽโžŽ" : สœแด€แด˜แด˜ส ษชษด สแดแดœส€ แด€ส€แดs
"โžŽโž" : ษชษด แด›สœแด‡ แด˜แด€สŸแด‡ แดแดแดษดสŸษชษขสœแด›
"โžŽโž" : แด›สœแด‡ ส™ส€แดแด›สœแด‡ส€s แด›สœแด€แด› สŸแดแด แด‡แด… แด›สœแด‡แด‡
๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…ฃโžŽ/๐Ÿ…’๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ข๐Ÿ…ฃ
๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ก๐Ÿ…ฃโžŽ/๐Ÿ…Ÿ๐Ÿ…›๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…จ๐Ÿ…›๐Ÿ…˜๐Ÿ…ข๐Ÿ…ฃ
"โžŽโž" : แด€ แดแดแด›สœแด‡ส€'s แด‡แด˜ษชแด˜สœแด€ษดส
"โžŽโž‘" : ส€แด‡วซแดœษชแด‡แด า“แดส€ แด›สœแด‡ แด…แด‡แด€แด…
"โžŽโž’" : sแด€ษชษดแด›s แด€ส€แด‡ แดษดสŸส sษชษดษดแด‡ส€s แดกสœแด สŸษชแด‡
"โžโ“ฟ" : แด›สœแด‡ แด€ส€แด› แดา“ sแด‡แด…แดœแด„แด›ษชแดษด
"โžโžŠ" : แด›สœแดsแด‡ แด…แด€แดษด ส™สŸแดœแด‡ แด‡สแด‡s
"โžโž‹" : แดกษชสŸแด…, แด…แด‡สŸษชแด„ษชแดแดœs แด„แด€ส€ษดแด€สŸ แด…แด‡sษชส€แด‡s
"โžโžŒ" : แด›แด สŸแดแด แด‡ ษชs แด›แด สŸแด‡แด› ษขแด
"โžโž" : สœแด‡แด€ส€แด› แด€ษดแด… sแดแดœสŸ
"โžโžŽ" : ษดแด ส€แด‡sแด› า“แดส€ แด›สœแด‡ แดกษชแด„แด‹แด‡แด…
"โžโž" : sแด€แด„ส€ษชา“ษชแด„แด‡s
"โžโž" : แด›แด€สŸแด‡ แดา“ แด›สœแด‡ sแดœษด แด€ษดแด… แด›สœแด‡ แดแดแดษด
"โžโž‘" : แดœษดแด…แด‡ส€ แด›สœแด‡ แดกษชสŸสŸแดแดก แด›ส€แด‡แด‡
"โžโž’" : ส™ส€ษชษดษขษชษดษข สœษชแด สœแดแดแด‡
"โžโ“ฟ" : แด›สœแด‡ ษขส€แด‡แด€แด› ส™แด‡แด›ส€แด€สแด€สŸ
"โžโžŠ" : แดกสœแด‡ษด แด…แด‡แด€แด›สœ แด„แดแดแด‡s แด‹ษดแดแด„แด‹ษชษดษข
"โžโž‹" : แด€sสœแด‡s แด›แด แด€sสœแด‡s
"โžโžŒ" : ส€แด‡ษชษขษดษชแด›ษชษดษข แดสŸแด… า“สŸแด€แดแด‡s
"โžโž" : แด…แด‡แด€ส€ แดส€ sแด€สŸแด แด€แด›แดส€แด‡s...(แด€ษดแด… แด›สœแด‡ า“ส€ษชแด‡s)
"โžโžŽ" : แด‹ษชษดแด‹ส า“แดœแด„แด‹แด‡ส€ส
๐Ÿ…’๐Ÿ…—๐Ÿ…”๐Ÿ…’๐Ÿ…š ๐Ÿ…˜๐Ÿ…ฃ ๐Ÿ…ž๐Ÿ…ค๐Ÿ…ฃ โž‹!
"โžโž" : แด…แด€แด›แด‡ ษดษชษขสœแด›
"โžโž" : แดŠแด‡แด€สŸแดแดœsส
"โžโž‘" : แดษช า“แด€แดษชสŸษชแด€
"โžโž’" : แด€ แด ษชsแดœแด€สŸ ษขสŸษชแดแด˜sแด‡ ษชษดแด›แด แด›สœแด‡ แดกแด‡แด…แด…ษชษดษข
"โžโž’" : แด›แด สœแด€แด แด‡ แด€ษดแด… แด›แด สœแดสŸแด…, า“ส€แดแด แด›สœษชs แด…แด€ส า“แดส€แดกแด€ส€แด…...
"โž‘โ“ฟ" : sแด›ส€ษชแด˜แด›แด‡แด€sแด‡
"โž‘โžŠ" : แด€สŸแดกแด€สs
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"โžŒ" : ษดแด‡แดก ษชษดแด›ส€แดแด…แดœแด„แด›ษชแดษดs

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By vampiredaisies

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ʀᴏsᴇᴍᴀʀɪᴇ's ᴘᴏᴠ :

The morning light trickled in through the blinds, waking me up from my sleep. My eyes were shut as I soaked in the warmth of my covers before opening my eyes to find myself in a completely foreign place. I sat up, removing the silk sheets covering my body and got up, dragging my feet off the bed as I pressed my knuckles onto my eyes, letting out a yawn. I was wearing the same dress that I wore yesterday. My surroundings were entirely different from what I had ever seen. It was like I had teleported to a completely different world.  The memories from the previous day washed over my brain. The two strangers - The Salvatores. They must have brought me here. But where are they?

I left the room and found myself walking through a long hallway. Soon enough, I descended the stairs and walked into a huge parlour that the stairs led me to.

"Mr Salvatore?" I called out, hoping that one of them would hear me. But no answer came. "Anyone?" I called out again only to be returned with complete and utter silence.

I walked forward to what looked like the entrance of the house. As I raised my hand to pull the door handle, it suddenly jerked back towards my face. "Ahh," I screamed, placing my hand on my chest to calm myself as did the person on the other side.

I looked in front of me to find a blonde girl with blue-green eyes. "Oh my god, you scared me!" She exclaimed, trying to calm her frantic heartbeat.

"Pardon me, Who are you?" I asked the stranger.

"I'm Caroline Forbes, and I'm assuming that you are Rosemarie," She replied, smiling at me.

I nodded at her. "Yes, I am. How do you know my name, may I ask?"

"Oh...Damon and Stefan told me. They sent me here, to help you get changed and everything." She answered, grabbing my hand and taking me back to the parlour.

"Well, that is very kind of them, and you too, Miss Forbes, I hope I'm not bothering you too much," I gave her a small smile.

"Oh, no, no, no. It's no problem and please, call me Caroline. I'll call you Rose since Rosemarie is such a long name. Plus, it's cute. Can I call you Rose?" She rambled on, making me smile widely. I'm going to like this girl.

"You can. My family called me Rosa..." I sighed internally, thinking about the past but quickly brushed it off. "It's nice to meet you, Miss For-, umm...sorry, Caroline," I corrected myself, giving her another smile, which she very enthusiastically returned.

"Now we have to get you out of that dress," Caroline motioned me to follow her upstairs and I did so. My clothes were dusty so I wouldn't mind changing.

Hereafter an hour or so of trying on very peculiar clothing, Both of us decided on a particular set of clothes that I deemed fit for me.

After getting dressed, Caroline helped me in getting familiar with the modern world. She introduced me to a modern-day invention called the cell phone. I think I might like the letters better. She also told me that nowadays, people didn't address each other by their surname unless it was professional. Well, I couldn't help it. I was used to it, but I would try my best. What a world it was! The modern-day world. So strange yet exceptional at the same time.

Then there were the Salvatores and Caroline. Even though they were strangers to me, something about them was familiar and comforting.

As I wandered off in my thoughts, Caroline called her friends to let them know that I was ready to meet them. I wonder how they will be. I liked Caroline though.

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ᴅᴀᴍᴏɴ's ᴘᴏᴠ :

The whole gang was present at the Gilbert house. Elena just told us that she made a deal with Elijah. She never listens, does she? The only relief was when Elijah freed Stefan from the tomb and now, Katherine would be rotting alone, much to my satisfaction.

Caroline had called to inform us that 'Rose' was ready to meet us all. Vampire Barbie seemed to love her. It was pretty clear from her ramblings about how sweet she was. Rose...Hmm, it suits her. Ahem, back to the topic, we all agreed that it was better to let Rose meet us first and then Elena, otherwise, she would freak out because we still haven't told her anything about Katherine or that the Petrova bloodline was a xerox machine and that her sister was the one who got copied.

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ʀᴏsᴇᴍᴀʀɪᴇ's ᴘᴏᴠ :

Several moments had passed. I was sitting on a 'couch' in the parlour of the house with a book in my hand to which my eyes were glued. I had loved to read ever since I was a little child. My father always used to encourage me to learn and write. My mother, although, was very strict. She always used to scold my sister and me for not doing things in a 'ladylike' manner. I know that I was very calm considering that I had just gotten out of a magical coma yesterday. Believe me, I was just waiting for someone to point that out and then I would bounce back to the same agony that I had been in yesterday.

The door swung open, interrupting my thoughts. My head shot up as a result of the sudden movement and I saw some people enter the house with Caroline. They must be her friends. I promptly recognized the Salvatores, getting up with a smile on my face. "Hello," I muttered out.

All of them smiled back and greeted me in return. Caroline came to stand beside me as she introduced me to the strangers in front of me.

"Everyone this is Rosemarie or as I now call her, Rose...And Rose, this is Stefan and Damon, as you may know already." She pointed to the Salvatores as Stefan gave me a small smile, while Damon gave me a half-smirk, winking.

"Bourbon, anyone?" Damon asked as the girl next to me and I shook our heads.

"And this," Caroline pointed to the girl with light brown skin, olive-green eyes, and black hair. "is Bonnie Bennett, one of my best friends." Bonnie gave me a polite smile as Caroline went on with the introductions.

"This is Alaric Saltzman. We all call him Ric. He's a teacher at Mystic Falls High school." She gestured to the older man standing before us.

"He's very good at hunting too," Damon announced with a smirk as he poured himself a glass of bourbon after handing one to Ric, Stefan, and Caroline. Almost instantly everyone looked at him like he had asked for somebody's kidney.

"Hunting what, might I ask?" I inquired.

Before anyone could answer, Damon jumped in once again, "Bunnies, cute, fluffy bunnies." Everyone glared at him. Wait...what did he just say?

Ric scoffed in response. "I thought it was Stefan's job to terrorize bunnies, not mine." He stated.

Almost instantly, Stefan choked on his drink and Caroline went over to him, patting his back so that he calms down as Ric and Damon smirked at each other. Poor Stefan! I still didn't get what happened.

All of us talked for a while. Caroline told me that they were all waiting for Elena to come and meet me when suddenly a voice called out from the doorsteps of the house. "I hope I'm not too late." She let out smilingly.

My heartbeat started racing a million miles faster when I saw her. The person responsible for me being here, the one who took my home away, the one who had sentenced me to five hundred years of imprisonment. Katerina.

On instinct, I got up and stormed to where she was standing. I could hear the others calling out for me and telling me something but their words didn't reach my ears. Only hers did.

She gave me a nervous smile. "How could you?!" I spat at her.

"Rose...I-," Before she could mutter a single more word, I slapped her right across her face.

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Hi everyone, this chapter was so fun to write! I love it when the gang gets playful! So now Rose has seen Elena. What do you think will happen?
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