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CHARLIE HAD NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY IN HER LIFE. That entire summer had been spent with her friends and Jeremy, doing anything and everything before the older people went off to college. They had picnics and parties all of the time. The only downside was that Bonnie had been traveling all summer with her dad, so they had not seen her. She did not even say goodbye.
She was currently lying on her bed as Jeremy paced back and forth in front of her, ranting about his sister's new relationship with Damon. He groaned, "The amount of times I have walked in on them having sex is insane."
"Well, at least she's happy," she reasoned with a shrug.
He glared at her, mad at her for being all nice and sweet and trying to guilt him into being happy with the relationship by using how much he wanted his sister to be happy. He argued, "Happy with Damon Salvatore."
Charlie thought about it for a moment, and she realized that she never would have guessed that Elena would fall in love with Damon. She and Stefan seemed so perfect for each other. They had not seen Stefan for a while either. He must not want to hang around the house with the happy couple. "That is a bit odd, isn't it?"
"It's more than odd," Jeremy argued, and he seemed to shudder at the thought. Seeing your sibling on top of someone that you're not the biggest fan of is pretty traumatizing. That was why the Lockwood girl made sure that she never entered Tyler's room without knocking. She even waited for him to come open the door for her.
"I mean, he is pretty hot," she told him, and he whipped around so fast that she was scared he was going to get whiplash. He stared at her with incredulous eyes, wondering how the hell she could say that to her own boyfriend. "What, I'm just speaking facts."
He raised his eyebrows at her in shock, still not believing what she had just said to him. If he said that about another girl to her, she probably would have smacked him. "By telling your boyfriend that his sister's boyfriend is hotter than him?"
"I never said that he was hotter than you," she defended, and her eyes scanned over his face and his body as she smiled. "He is definitely not hotter than you."
