CRASH. I bumped right into someone in a black tux . I mumbled a quick sorry and kept walking; not even looking at the man. Leave it to me and my two left feet self to mess up in front of, well- everyone.

I thought I was done with the clumsiness but then I felt something pulling me back and I almost fell over.

I turned around to see that a part of my angel wing sleeve had got stuck in the mans cuff link. He also stopped and we both turned around at almost the same time. The whole room quieted down to view the dramatic mess-up of mine unfold, but the cameras clicked away violently.

When he turned around I finally got a full view of him. He was almost a foot taller than me even in my heels. He had light brown hair, brown eyes and a sharp jawline. He was extremely hot. I know, I know I have a boyfriend I would never be unloyal I'm just describing him from a, uh, unbiased point of view.

He stopped and looked me up and down and his jaw fell open.

"Damn am I really that ugly?" I said. Either that or the brightness of my dress blinded him and in shock his mouth fell open. Probably a mix of both.

"I-I-I'm so sorry" he was severely stuttering but smiled at my remark. We were holding up the carpet flow but no one seemed to care. Everyone was just watching the drama unfold.

"Grayson?" A boy in a similar suit said a few feet ahead of us said as he turned around.

Now it was my turn for my jaw to fall open. They looked exactly the same.

"T-t-two? You look so alike what the fuck." They both gave an identical (of course) goofy grin and just nodded.

I was so embarrassed, what the heck had I gotten myself into? Grayson just stared down at me in awe as I was undoing the knot on his sleeve. I ran away from the carpet and tried to find my agent and put this behind me. So much for confidence. I hope I didn't come off as rude but at the same time I was way too embarrassed to care.

Grayson's POV:

My arm was around Ethan's as I gave a jubilant grin for the cameras. After a few clicks I put my hand down for a solo picture.

I went to find my agent so I could get a table. As I was walking I felt a shove, followed by a small mumble and then I felt myself being pulled forward and I almost fell. I turned around to see what was going on because the whole entire room went silent; except for the cameras.

My jaw fell open as I turned around, my eyes fell upon the prettiest girl. She looked like an angel and I'm not just saying that because of her dress. she had gorgeous huge gray eyes, long lashes, a perfect face, and golden dark brown skin that seemed to glow against her bright outfit. Her dark hair had wisps of silver in it and her decadent headdress made her look like an angel queen. It was like someone had stolen my tongue. I always got nervous in front of people and when the so-called people look like this girl, I think anyone would clam up. I stuttered my way through a sentence and then Ethan turned around.

She walked over to me gracefully to undo the knot. I was in shock to do anything. She smelled like roses and vanilla. I added this to my mental Wakeheart fragrance list. I just stared down at her like the fucking creep I was, too nervous to say anything. Her eyebrows were furrowed in concentration and she was biting her lip but the moment ended just as it started. In what seemed like a second, she took one last look at me with those huge eyes and ran away. Her face was flushed red and it was so adorable that I think mine turned rosy too. It always does. It's ugly on me but of course she made blushing look good too.

Ethan's POV:

Gray had his arm around me for a picture and then we got out of the position to go find our agent for our table. I kept walking for a few seconds until the room got eerily quiet. I realized Gray wasn't standing next to me anymore.

"Grayson?" I said. With no response I turned around and my mouth fell open at the same time as hers. She was gorgeous. She had long eyelashes with bright gray eyes and a silver-brown curtain of hair that draped her face.

She raised an eyebrow in confusion and then she said something. I had no idea what she was saying. But her voice sounded like velvet, with a smooth and soothing tone although she wasn't soothing anyone. Or at least I don't think she was...that would be kind of odd if so. Me and Gray just nodded as she came up to him to undo the knot. With her face flushed red she ran away into the night, her long dress trailing behind. It would have been ironic if she left a shoe behind...

Davina's POV:

I was still beet red from the encounter but I ran away to go find Luna, my agent, so I could go get my table, eat the expensive organic grass and leave. Finally I saw her.

"Hi Luna, do you have my seat?"

"Hi Ms. Mikaelson what a little debacle you pulled there. Here follow me." I was trying to forget that happened and she was not helping. I followed her and went to the table and took a seat on the plush chair. From the tables around me I heard quiet chatters and snickers and I looked up to see most people staring at me. I took out my phone and just opened up the screen to stare at it to avoid eye contact.

A few minutes later, two people sat at the table. The table was supposed to hold me, Damon and two others and I guess here they were. They sat down without a word. I didn't bother looking up. I kept spamming Damon with texts but he wasn't responding.

An announcer came up and thanked everyone for coming and proceeded to give a long ass speech no one cared for. Finally she said the blissful words "Your waiters are coming around to hand out appetizers."

That finally made me smile a little. I put my phone down and looked up to see who I was eating dinner with tonight, letting out an audible groan in the process. I quickly covered my mouth and mentally hit my palm on my forehead. Of all people I had to sit with them? Just my luck, and with Damon a no show I knew it was going to be an awkward night. As soon as I looked up they both gave sheepish grins.

It was the duplicates from before.

"Hi" one of them said.

"Hi nice to meet you" I said as my face resorted back to it's irritating beet red. I went back to my phone for a few minutes and they were silent. I snuck a glance up when I thought they weren't looking but they were both staring. Right at me. They both averted their eyes somewhere else when they saw me. I went back to my phone and rolled my eyes. What creeps.

"So uh what's your name?" one of them asked.

"Dav-" I was about to say my name when I got interrupted.

"Davina, Davina-Blair Mikaelson" the other one said. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"I'm a big fan of tennis, watched all your games. I'm Grayson Dolan by the way" he said extending his hand towards me, I shook it for a fraction of a second, it was soft like a baby's hand.

"And I'm Ethan" the other one said. 

We all made small talk about our outfits and the gala and the new art exhibit that was supposed to be showcased after dinner. Multiple times, I noticed Graysons face getting really red. I guess I wasn't the only one with this issue? Anyways, I hated small talk. Never liked it and never will. It always feels so forced and pointless, why waste time on it? To be honest I was plain old bored.

Finally the waiter came and two others came for Grayson and Ethan. All three put down a dish of caviar.

"I'm vegan." Grayson, Ethan, and I said at the exact time. We all looked at each other and laughed. A genuine, non small talk, non forced laugh. Graysons laugh was so high pitched compared to his voice, it was kind of endearing. Maybe they weren't so bad after all, I thought as the waiters took away our plates and gave us soup instead.

I was possibly the worst vegan of all time. I always tried to do it and I'd get a week through until I felt like eating ice cream. But here I was attempting again.

Halfway through my soup I was laughing with the twins whom I was actually beginning to warm up to. They were both funny and seemed to be good people. I found out they were originally from New Jersey and since I'm from the better state, New York, I was of course educating them the obvious facts as to why New York is a thousand percent better than New Jersey. They both kept shaking their heads in disagreement. Ethan was about to say something when Damon walked in with a confused look on his face.

"One second, sorry" I told the he twins hastily as I stood up and waved. Damon found me and smiled.

He walked briskly to me and he kissed me. Long and hard and passionate. He wanted to keep going but I stepped away and smiled at him. He twirled a silver wisp of my hair and put it behind my ear. I giggled.

"Hi baby" he said his voice a little raspy. He was definitely drunk.

"So babe meet Grayson and Ethan, my new friends" I said with a grin. Both siblings had a blank, almost angry stare, but then I heard a little shove and both of their features softened as they gave a warm, eerily unison smile.

By the time Damon came we were all mostly done with our food. We were the first table done. The meal was alright; it was soup, a salad, and pasta, I skipped the pasta though...too much carbs and I didn't deserve to eat that today.

"Do you guys want-want to go see the exhibit" I stuttered because all of a sudden Damon put his hand on my thigh. His hand was warm and I felt the warmth through the dress. He looked right at me but I ignored him.

The twins nodded and we all got up to see the new exhibit. They were showcasing Greek mythology art, to match the Greek mythology outfit theme. I was holding Damon's hand and as soon as we went into the exhibit, my jaw dropped in awe. Damon saw that and smiled. The ceiling was painted and looked like a sky, with puffy clouds and little angels. There was a grand fountain and Greek style pillars all around the room. It was a circular room and sort of looked like a Ancient Greek temple. There was pieces of intricate jewelry hanging from the ceiling over a little moat. There were pieces of artwork and other Greek statues sprinkled around the already gorgeous in itself room.

We all looked around in awe until finally it was time to go home. Damon went to the bathroom so he gave me a long kiss and left. The twins were near me talking to each other quietly and I was waiting for the limo when Luna approached me and said "Davina, your driver crashed and I'm afraid you will have to get a ride from someone."

"Oh my god is he alright?"

"He's fine, he's just stuck in insurance and cop business and the met gala traffic is not helping."

"Oh okay, I'll just text Damon. Thank you."

"No problem" Luna said and she left.

"Hey Davina we could give you a ride." Ethan said. Damon still hadn't responded to the text so I said yes and followed them out. I was about to step in the car when I felt a hand go around my wrist. I turned around in shock. Grayson and Ethan were already in the car so I knew it wasn't them. It was Damon.

"What?" I said trying to hide my annoyance. He could have just said my name there was no need for grabbing.

"Let her go." Grayson said as he got out of the car. He also looked annoyed. He crossed his arms and stood straight. Ethan was also getting out of the car. I pulled my hand out as Damon freed his grip.

"I'm her boyfriend. I'll take her home." Damon said motioning for me to follow him as he backed away.

"Oh guys he's just a little drunk you keep going I'll go home with him and make sure he's alright." I whispered to the twins. They both obliged but didn't look too happy.

When I got in the car I looked out of the window. Me and Damon were in the back row and I sat as far away from him as possible. I leaned my elbow on the side and stared out into the New York sky. I was in Damon's Porsche Cayenne. It was a pretty spacious sports car but it had a low ceiling and a cozy feeling to it. It had a really large sunroof so if you look up you could see all the lighted up skyscrapers. It had dark tinted windows and lush black leather seats. Usually I loved riding in his car, I found it cozy compared to the SUV's but today I felt trapped in here with Damon, the scent of the bourbon overwhelming me.

"I'm afraid we're stuck in traffic, it's going to take a while to get home" the driver said.

"It's alright we got all the time in the world" Damon said with a smirk as he reached for my hand. I held his hand and smiled. My mind drifted off as I stared out into the dark New York night...