My Blood [The Vampire Diaries]

Chapter 43 - "Penny for your thoughts?"

~Founder's Day ~ Part One ~

Ronnie's POV

"Bitch, you yank those strings tighter one more time, I will make sure you cannot produce ankle-biters." I glared at Caroline through the mirror I was standing in front of. She raised a brow at me before pulling the corset strings tighter. "You're lucky I can't breathe right now, otherwise I would go through with my threat." I grunted in pain, putting a hand up to my stomach. I don't understand how women endured this for so long, every single day. I'm just glad I was born in the generation where I didn't have to do that.

"You're being a crybaby, Ronnie." Caroline rolled her eyes, tying off the corset and nudging me away from the mirror. "We're all wearing corsets today and you don't see me complaining." She said as she started to apply some mascara to her eyes. "And at least they make your boobs look bigger."

I looked down at my chest briefly, "I'm uncomfortable with your observation." I pointed out, pushing the few pieces of curled hair behind my ear. My hair was in a really weird and curly bun and I was not happy with it, but whatever Caroline says, goes. I hated every minute of this. I hated the hair, the dress, and even the shoes. At least with the Founder's Court I had a likable dress and I didn't have to do anything to my hair, but it was a whole other story for the float.

I walked over to my bed, grumbling as the big dress I was wearing kept getting in my way and sat down. I looked at the heels Caroline had picked up for me in distaste before sneaking a quick look to the blonde to see her distracted. I kicked them off and shoved them under my bed, quickly sliding on my converse. I smiled a little at the thought of getting away with not wearing heels, not even caring how annoyed Caroline would be if she found out.

My phone dinged form the bedside table and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the sound. I leaned over with a grunt and picked it up, then rolled my eyes, once again. Though as I read the message, I couldn't help but let a smile crawl onto my face.

Damon: Good luck today. Try not to trip and make of fool out of yourself.

"What are you smiling so big about?"

My eyes snapped up to Caroline, giving her a look. "No smiling here."

She turned around, putting a hand on her hip. "I'm not blind, nor am I dumb. I saw you smiling. So, who's the lucky guy that gets a smile like that out of you?"

I rolled my eyes, throwing my phone onto the bed, not even bothering to reply. "I'd hardly say Damon is a lucky guy."

"Damon was the one who texted you?" Caroline asked in surprise, her brows raising slightly. I nodded and she just hummed, staring at me for a moment before turning back towards the mirror.

At the mention of Damon, my thoughts traveled to the conversation with Isobel and her saying that Damon was in love with me. I had been doing the same thing for days, going back and forth in my head, debating if I should confront him, or if maybe-- just maybe, Isobel was right, or if I should just forget anything was ever mentioned.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

I pursed my lips before sticking my hand out, watching as she dug through her wallet and grabbed a penny, slapping it down onto my hand. I twirled the penny around in my hand as I thought of what to say. "What would you do if you found out someone loved you?"

"It depends. Do I like them too?" I knew what we were doing. We had done it before. One of us would ask a question and the other would put themselves in the situation to give them a better answer. Her question wasn't for herself, it was for me.