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Cellphone, check. Purse, check. Luggage in the trunk, check. Car full of gas and big ass cup of coffee, check and check. I had everything I needed to start my trip so it was time to hit the road. I had made the decision to get out of my small ass town and see where the road took me. I really didn't have a destination in mind but I was looking for adventure and I knew I wasn't going to find it at home.
I decided to drive North, a direction that would eventually take me to New York; a perfect place for adventure. So I turned my radio up and started for parts unknown with Beyonce as the soundtrack to my new life.
I stopped a couple times along the way to sleep if I got tired. I wasn't on a time table so I wasn't concerned.
By the time I had been driving for two days I crossed into the state of Virginia. I wondered if Mystic Falls was a real place but I remembered hearing that it was fictional; which was too bad because with the way things went in that town I'd need to look no further for adventure. I rolled my eyes at my silliness and continued to sing Drunk in Love along with Queen B.
A little while later I saw a sign that said Wyckery Bridge. No way. I figured my mind was playing tricks on me because of my earlier thoughts. I kept driving and the next thing I know is I'm passing a sign that says Welcome to Mystic Falls.
I drove slowly through town. People waved like they knew me and I waved back not wanting to be rude. When I saw the Mystic Grill I stopped my car and parked. I looked at my phone and I didn't recognize any of the contacts so I couldn't call anyone for help. I got out of the car and entered the Grill and low and behold there stood Matty Blue Eyes pouring drinks. I sat down at the bar and waited.
"Hi, what can I get you?" he asked.
"A Jack and Coke." I ordered. I figured I needed a drink. He moved away to make my drink. I looked around certain that I was going crazy.
"Where am I?" I asked. He looked at me quizzically and looked at his t-shirt.
"The Mystic Grill." he answered.
"What town?" I asked.
"Should I take this?" he asked reaching for my glass. "Cause I think you might be drunk."
"No, I need it. And you didn't answer my question." I said taking a sip.
"Mystic Falls." he said looking at me.
"Right." I said taking a huge drink. It was official I was crazy. That notion was confirmed when Tyler Lockwood sat down at the bar. He looked my way and I smiled but he didn't return my smile. "Douche." I thought.
"Hey Matt, line 'em up!" Tyler said.
"As much as I love watching you get day drunk and I hate to say it you need a hobby." Matt said joking but I could tell he was worried about his friend.
"I have a hobby. Getting day drunk." he said as he threw back a shot of Wild Turkey.
I rolled my eyes at Tyler's self pity. I really couldn't deal with his constant whining about how Klaus ruined his life. I just wanted to say 'hey Tyler, sorry about your mom but being a bitch boy isn't helping anything.' But of course had I done that I have no idea what the inebriated hybrid would've done to me. I am still human so I couldn't fight him off.
And I should probably figure out a way to get on vervain, couldn't hurt. I was thinking of ways to get my hands on some of the vampire toxin when Damon Salvatore sat down.
"Pour me a tumbler of your best bourbon and leave the bottle." the elder Salvatore said Matt poured the drink and left the bottle. "Boys, I got pain." he said taking a swig.
"We all got pain." I said. I didn't mean to say it out loud but I was not about to sit at this bar and listen to Damon whine about his break up with that Gilbert girl. I for one thought he could do better. Much better, like Bonnie Bennett better.
"Who are you?" Damon asked.
"She's probably not going to remember her name. I think she's drunk." Matt said looking my way.
"I'm not drunk. I just didn't see a sign on my way into town. My name is Claudette." I said waiting for him to reply, "And you are?" I asked.
"Damon Salvatore." he smirked. I wanted to be annoyed but I couldn't. And I kind of understand the pull but there are some lines you don't cross. Like dating your ex-boyfriend's brother that is unless you are a bitch who has no morals. Ok I need to not be so hostile toward Elena. I know what they do to threats to Elena in this town.
They would toss me into a shallow grave in a heartbeat for Elena.