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Post by Damon Salvatore on Jun 6, 2013 20:43:14 GMT -8
The security at this school is surprisingly lax, Damon thinks, as he presses himself up against a locker in the Mystic Falls high school. He had been hanging out here for a while, and yet none of the staff had said anything to him. Hopefully it was because he had a little brother at this school, not cause they were stupid or something. Humans. They ought to pay attention to security threats, considering how much damage Damon himself could cause if he just decided to indulge himself a little.
But he was trying to behave himself. Mainly not to draw attention to Klaus and Alina and whatever the hell they were planning. Come to think of it, Klaus's precious hybrid might not even know what her sire was planning. Sad, the control freak couldn't even trust the girl who he had forced to a life that she didn't want. Damon rolled his eyes.
The bell rang, and of course, the hall way was crowded with hundreds of hormonal teenagers, but when he glanced over their heads, he didn't see the two he would have normally come here to see. Mainly because one of them was dead.
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