HaleyDewit 20in20 round 4 'Gossip Girl-Summer, kind of wonderful'

“What are you doing?” Derek asked curious at Damon who was sitting between the wooden planks in his bedroom.
“I’m trying to fix the bed” Damon said obvious.
“Can I help?” Derek asked excited. Without awaiting an answer he kneeled and picked up a nail and hammer. While he hammered he tried to make a subtle conversation. “So, you and your girlfriend, how long have you been together?”
“Two months and a half” Damon said. “Why?”
Derek shrugged. “Nothing. Just curious” he said. “And have you…you know?”
Damon looked at Derek, frowning. “No, and I wouldn’t tell...

Andy was leaning over his work table, checking the groundplan of a building plan. Some changes needed to be made. He had to give this building plan to his mentor. If he didn’t he could fail his internship and that was about the last thing he wanted.
The problem was that he couldn’t stop thinking about Shannen. God, she’d made him so angry. He was so deep in thought he didn’t hear the knocking on the open door.
“Hey, Andy”
Andy looked up and saw the assistant of the manager standing in the doorway.
“What’s up? Big man needs a one on one with me?” Andy asked.
“The cops are here”...

An hora later.
Cas was back home, washing Daphne’s bloody sheets in the sink when the door opened and Zoey and Alexia came in.
“The hospital called” Zoey said, before Cas could greet her.
“Is there something wrong with Daphne?” Cas asked concerned.
“No, they said she calmed down a little” Zoey reassured Cas. She paused for a minute. “I want to try and talk some sense into Daphne. She has to realize she needs help and that we can’t give it to her. The only problem is that I need someone to watch Alex while I’m there. Gerard’s gone working, but I called Shannen and she said...

For ten years, Dan put a face to the character of Harry Potter. Out of thousands of boys, he was the Chosen One, so to speak. So, how did this blue-eyed Brit become the face of Harry Potter? An artigo in a 2002 magazine, Movie Magic (a special edition of Life Story magazine) covered the making of Harry Potter.

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In explaining how he was cast, Radcliffe himself explains, "I went to go see a play with my mom and dad called Stones in the Pockets. In the row in front of us were David Heyman and Steve Kloves, the producer and writer of the films. David introduced himself to us during the break....

Liz was working at her office, when the phone rang.
“Sheriff Forbes” she said short when she answered.
“Sheriff Forbes, hi” Stefan replied. “I was wondering how it’s going with the murder on Gabe Lindy”
“I’m sorry, Stefan. I can’t give away such information” Liz answered.
“I’m going to take a wild guess and say the corpse is missing” Stefan said amused. A few segundos of complete silence followed. Stefan had asked Katherine to compel the sheriff to forget he knocked her down and took the body.
“What do you know about that?” Liz eventually asked.
“Doesn’t matter”...

Stefan looked around him. Rebekah had brought him to a party for which they weren’t invited. But she had used her charms to have the owner of the house to invite them in. “What are we doing here?”
“Doing groceries” Rebekah replied. She let her eyes glide over the guests as if she was comparing products.
“I have blood bags” Stefan said. Rebekah gave him a disgusted look. “I’m not eating deep fried food. I prefer it to be fresh. Sure you agree”
“Blood is blood” Stefan said.
“There” Rebekah pointed at the corner left from Stefan. “He looks yummy”
“Rebekah” Stefan...

Tyler parked his car on the parking lot of the Mystic Grill. He saw Caroline leaning against the mural outside drinking some Bourbon. He hoped she wouldn’t look up. But as he made his way to the entrance she looked up.
“Tyler?” she said surprised.
Just keep walking, Tyler thought.
“I know you can hear me, Tyler” Caroline said uncomprehending. “Why are you avoiding me?”
Tyler stopped and walked towards Caroline. “Caroline, hi” he forced himself to say. He scratch his hair, feeling uncomfortable. “Don’t you…don’t you have school to go to?”
“Lunch break” Caroline explained....

One week later.

Damon was only half dressed when he heard footsteps. Knowing better he hoped it was Elena. But it wasn’t, obviously.
“You’re an idiot” Caroline said reproachful.
“That doesn’t even come close to cover it” Damon said turning around. “You want some?” he asked waving his glass of Scottish Whisky.
“Please” Caroline nodded and Damon gave her his glass which he had already refilled.
“Yeah, just take it” Damon insisted when Caroline frowned. “I’ve been drinking way too much already”
Caroline accepted the glass and took a sip. “Well, like I said, you’re...

Covered in nothing but a towel Stefan opened the door of Alaric’s loft in which he lived for the time being. There were two women standing in the doorway, one being the selfish vampire slut that had changed him and his brother, the other being a blonde girl he had not seen before yet somehow she looked familiar, as if she belonged to a part of his past he had tried so hard to bury he had forgotten it.
“Good morning, Stefan” Katherine said. “Won’t you invite us in?”
“Give me a reason” Stefan smirked.
“Because you amor me” Katherine said obvious and a glare of annoyance flashed...

“So this is where Damon and I first met” Elena said standing in the entrance hall.
“Interesting” Caroline said. “Come on, let’s get outside” She grabbed Elena’s hand and dragged her outside.
While Caroline and Elena were having fun outside, Damon was in the cozinha slicing the cake. The cake had been another idea of Caroline. Both Damon and Elena thought it was a little too much, but Caroline was not easy to say no to.
Damon felt how someone was watching his back and he turned around seeing Alaric in the doorway. He turned around again and carried on with the cake.
“You need...