Who: Faye Chamberlain & Damon Salvatore thereforher Where: His home What: Having their own party When: Last night after her network post Rating: TBD Status: Ongoing
Faye was getting sick of this place. New Salem was small, but the Club pretty much had the run of it. Outsiders had a tendency to fear what they didn't understand and while they didn't actually know the members of the Club were witches, they did know that there was something different about them. Something to be afraid of. Here, she hadn't pinned down all of the supernatural types, but she knew there were a lot of them around. The Club--either version, apparently--didn't have any authority here. Especially when they were lacking a large majority.
Of course, all of the people Faye actually liked hanging out with weren't there. She had seen her cousin--who she was happier to see than she would admit, but Diana was and always would be the Princess of Purity. Cassie and Adam. Both worlds seemed to have them around here at least. She kept hoping that if she was going to be stuck here, Deborah, Suzan or Nick might show up but so far there had been no luck.
Still, there were some people here who weren't so bad. She had made a friend named Chase, though someone from his world had tried to warn her off him, he didn't seem so bad and it sounded like he needed a friend. And then there was Damon. Faye wasn't sure what he was yet, but he knew about witches, apparently pissed them off often. He hadn't pissed her off yet and he was attractive, so why not?
After he invited her over, she grabbed some music from her room--she had gotten a house of her own after Diana had suggested lying about their ages--and left the house. Damon lived in the ritzier area of town. Faye had been there for Chase's party a few weeks before, so from there it wasn't hard to find Damon's house. Once she arrived, she knocked on the door, waiting for him to answer.