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❝ do i 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 the 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒆 of your 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅? ❞

         ❝𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓, 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 see if I got this all.❞ Charlotte lays on her stomach, feel in the air as she presses her phone against her ear, Jeremy on the other line of the call, "So, your History teacher is letting you write a paper to get extra credit, you decided to do it on your ancestors journals which hits at supernatural beings in Mystic Falls, and then, you meet a girl — who says she's homeschooled — and now she's trying to convince you that vampires walk among us? Did I get it?"

There's silence on the other end of the phone before Jeremy speaks up, nodding even though he knew she wasn't able to see him, "...yeah, that pretty much sums it up."

"Jeremy, vampires don't...that's crazy." She shakes her head, rolling over so that she is laying on her back.

"I don't think they're real, but Jonathan Gilbert was pretty sure." He says before the sound of a school bell goes off, "Okay, I gotta get to class, but I'll let you know how my paper turned out."

"Hope you get an A." She tells him before hanging up, "Now, what the hell am I gonna do until the sun goes down? This is ridiculous, I mean how hard is it to find a witch and asked to make a daylight ring?"

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          ❝𝐇𝐈, 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐈 get a basket of fries?❞ Charlotte smiles up at the waitress in The Grill, a sketch pad sitting on the table in front of her, colored pencils scattered across the surface with a half drawn picture.

"Yeah, I'll be right back with that." The teenage girl smiled, walking away from the table.

Picking up the black pencil to finish drawing the veins under the eyes of the picture of Stefan she had been drawing since that mourning, a groan leaves her lips as her cellphone begins to ring, "Stefan, I wanted fries."

"Listen, I need you to come to the school dance—,"

"No." The brunette shakes her head, cutting him off before he could even finish his sentence, "I don't attend the school, I'm not going to the dance."

"Charlie, the vampire that ran Elena off the road is after her. We need all the help we can get to keep her safe. Come to the school dance."

A sigh leaves her lips as she glances around for the waitress from earlier, "Fine. But after, I want fries."

"I will get you fries."

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          𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 nose as she walked into the gym where the school dance was being held, teenagers dancing to the horrid music playing loudly from the speakers as she turns her head all around trying to see if she could find an signs of Stefan, Elena or even Damon.

Looking around the gym, a relieved sigh leaves her lips as she spots Jeremy standing near the punch bowel, talking to a brunette girl who had her back facing away from her, "Jeremy!" 

Jeremy looks up at the sound of someone calling his name, a smile breaking out across his face as he takes in the Branson girl who was quickly making her way over towards where he and Anna had been standing and talking, "Hey, what are you doing here?" 

"Stefan called me and told me to meet him here. You haven't seen any of them, have you?" 

"No, can't say that I have." Jeremy shakes his head before realizing that Charlotte and Anna were standing awkwardly next to each other, "Oh, yeah, Charlie this is Anna. Anna, this is Charlie. She's been staying with my sister's boyfriend for a while." 

Anna turns her head to smile, but it slowly dies as she takes in the feature of the girl standing next to her. But before the girl can notice, Anna holds her hand out, "Nice to meet you." 

"Okay, let me go see if I can find the asshole who ruined a date between me and salty fries." Charlotte smiles before she starts to walk away, "Call me later!"

"And how do you know the pretty girl?" Anna raised an eyebrow to look at Jeremy.

"Oh, Charlie came to see Stefan with her sister." Jeremy answers, "Her sister had something to do so she left her here with Stefan. She's..I only see her during the night though so." He shrugged.

"Hmm." Anna nods, remembering that she hadn't seen or felt a daylight ring on the girls hand when they shook hands.

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          ❝𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘!❞ Charlotte walks up to Damon, but scrunches her face, "Not my first pick on who I hoped to find first, but you'll do." She crossed her arms. 

Damon raised an eyebrow, looking down at the girl, "What are you doing here?" 

"What am I— Uncle Stefan told me to come!" She throws her hand up before lowering her voice, "I don't know what I'm going to do. This new vampire could be older than me for all we know. I'm not that strong." 

"You'll be stronger than Saint Stefan." Damon smirked, holding his hand out for the Branson girl, "Care to dance?" 

"With you? I'd rather dance with Hitler." She tells him before walking off.

"You can't be mad at me forever!" 

"Screw you!"

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          𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐒 through the dimly lit school hallway, arms crossed as she looked at the posters tacked to the walls before a familiar voice filled her ears. She quickly, and quietly, moves into the shadows and slowly her breathing so she wouldn't get caught.

"What are you doing here?" An unfamiliar voice spoke up. 

"Trying to get the journal." Anna's voice wafted through the hallways next, causing Charlotte to tilt her head to the side, eyebrow raised, "As in sticking to the plan. Something you're not doing." She sighs, "Leave the girl alone." 

"I like her. She looks like Katherine." 

The Branson girl rolls her eyes at the mention of the vampire that had basically ruined Stefan's life, the same girl that currently shared the exact same face as the girlfriend he was dancing with in the gym. 

"She's not Katherine. Okay?" Anna tells the male, "Katherine is in the tomb." 

"I know, but until we open that tomb, I got her to play with." 

"Don't be stupid. That girl is with the Salvatore brothers." 

"They don't scare me. They never have." 

"Please, Noah. Don't do this. You're gonna ruin everything." 

"You got nothin' to worry about." Noah reassures Anna, "I'm not gonna let anything happen to you. You will get what you came for. Just let me have my fun. She looks like Katherine."

Charlotte listens to the sound of footsteps fading away from her before she pulls her phone out and calls Stefan. 

"Lottie, where the hell are you?" 

She smirked, "I just found your vampire." 

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          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋 sounds of Elena's screams fills Charlotte's ears as she moved through the hallway, the brunette wincing as the sound reached her ears, "God, she's really got a set of lungs on her." 

Racing to where the sound came from, Charlotte finds the vampire she lost track of pinning Elena to the wall. Noticing a few pencils sitting on a table, she reaches for them and uses her sped to stab the pencils in Noah's neck. 

"Charlie." Elena breathes a sigh of relief at the familiar face.

Charlotte neck snaps towards where a mop bucket was, flashing over to grab the mop and quickly breaking it in half to make a stake out of it.

"Oh, Charlotte, Charlotte, Charlotte." Noah shakes his head, slowly walking towards her in a taunting manner, "Last time I saw you, you were just a baby. Grew up gorgeous. You look just like your mommy. But, as you may have noticed, I've got a couple years on you so that makes me stronger." 

"I don't have to be stronger than you." Charlotte shrugged, "I just needed to be able to distract you." 

Noah tilts his head in confusion. 

"Hey, dickhead." Damon's voice rings from behind the vampire, hands up in surrender, "Nobody wants to kill you. We just wanna talk." 

After a brief moment of nothing being said, Noah tries to Elena but he doesn't make it as Stefan catching the broken mop piece Charlotte tosses his way, staking the male through the stomach, sending Noah to his knees.

"Now you feel like talkin'?" Stefan asked, walking around him.

"Screw you." 

Stefan pushes the stake further into his stomach.

"Oooh, I'd start talking if I were you, buddy." Charlotte slides her hands into the back pockets of her jeans.

"Why are you doing this?" Stefan questions.

"Because it's fun." He groans out, gasping for air as the stake is once against shoved further into his chest.

"What do you want with Elena?" 

"She looks like Katherine." 

The three vampires share a look as Stefan steps back.

Damon stands with his arms crossed over his chest, "You knew Katherine?" 

"Oh. You thought you were the only ones." Noah grunts, "You don't even remember me." 

"Tell me how to get in the tomb. Hmm?" Damon bends to the vampire's height.

"No." 

Stefan pushed the stake further into Noah's stomach again, Charlotte rolling her eyes at the shocked look on Elena's face.

"The grimoire."

"Well, where is it?" 

"Check the journal." Noah grunts as the stake is pushed further into his stomach, "The journal. Jonathan's journal. Jonathan Gilbert's." 

Stefan shares a look with his brother before looking down at Noah, "Who else is working with you?" 

"Who else is there?" 

Noah looks up at the vampires, "You're gonna have to kill me." 

"Done." Charlotte speeds towards the vampire, ripping the broken mop from his stomach and stabbing it straight through his heart. 

"Charlotte." 

"What?" She shrugged, "He got blood on my jacket. This is my favorite one." 

"Wait, wait..what do we...," Elena breathes heavily, "How are you gonna find the others now?" 

Damon stands with his arms crossed, "He had to die." 

"But..," 

"Elena...he's been invited in." Stefan caught the Gilbert girls attention.

The sound of a door closing catches their attention, watching a figure pass by the cafeteria doors. 

"Go." Stefan nods towards the doors, "Lottie and I got this."  

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          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍 teen stands in the hallway with Damon and Stefan, both the brothers leaning against the wall and Charlotte sitting on the floor with her back pressed against the lockers.

"No way that idiot was workin' alone." Damon tells his brother. 

"You are." 

"He wasn't." Charlotte tilts her head back, "I heard him talking in the hallway to a girl. I didn't see either of their faces." 

Stefan sighs before looking at his brother, "So the grimoire...it was Emily's, right? That's what you need to reverse the spell. When the founding families burned her, they took her things and you were hoping that dad's journal would tell you where it is." 

"Look at you." Damon smirked, "Puttin' the pieces together. Good for you. I was half-right. Well, it's out there now. Let the games begin.

Stefan shrugged, "My offer still stands." 

"Yeah, with some hidden caveats, no doubt." 

"No. Nothing hidden about it." Stefan shakes his head, "No lies. No deception. I'm there when you open up that tomb. You and Katherine go. And the other twenty-six vampires die.

"If I agree?" Damon questioned, "Why should I trust you?" 

"Because I'm your brother." 

"No, that's not gonna cut it." 

"Because I want you gone." Stefan tells him, moving to help Charlotte stand up. 

Damon studies his brother's blank face as he nods, "Okay." 

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          𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐒 on the roof of the Salvatore house, eyes glued to the stars that sprinkled the sky. A sigh leaves her lips as she thought about her mom before her phone started ringing. 

"County morgue, you stab 'em, we bag 'em. How can I help you?" A smirk lays on her lips as she presses her phone to her ear.

Jeremy chuckles on the other end, "That one's better than the last." 

"I thought so." She laughed, "Shouldn't you be with Anna? She's pretty."

"Wanted to talk to my best friend more." 

"Oh, best friend? We're giving each other titles now?" Charlotte grinned, "Do I want the title of your best friend? What does that intel?" 

"Hmm, definitely late night phone calls, chocolate sundaes and I might throw some fries in there just for the hell of it." 

"Then I guess we're best friends." 

"Good."