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"So what's going on with you and the history teacher?" I asked Jenna. Unfortunately, I hadn't taken the time to get to know him and see if I approved of him before they started dating.

That's right. All the guys have to get the approval from ME.

At least, in my mind that's how it works.

"His name is Alaric." Elena informed me as she came into the kitchen, sending a wink my way. The corners of my mouth turned up in a smirk as I raised an eyebrow at Jenna.

"Have you guys done the dirty?" I questioned, popping a piece of candy into my mouth.

"Veena!" Elena scolded.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"You can't just ask someone that!"

"Oh, I can't?" I raised an eyebrow.

"No!"

Watch me, dear sister.

"Have you and Stefan done it yet?"

"Okay, that's enough." Jenna cut in before Elena could attempt to kill me. "The answer," she looked over at Elena. "to both of those questions, hopefully," she looked back to me. "is no."

Elena looked up at the ceiling, then down, then back up again.

The corners of my lips pulled up into a smirk at Elena's reaction. "Whatever you say, Aunt Jenna. They've totally done it."

"We have not!"

"Oh, give it a rest, 'Lena."

"We haven't, I swear! Jenna, you believe me, right?" Elena asked.

"I choose to be indifferent." Jenna answered, holding her hands up as if she was surrendering before exiting the kitchen.

A single beep was released from my pocket. I pulled out my phone to check the text.

[text from: Damon Sexatore ;)]: How's my favorite Gilbert today?

You have GOT to be kidding me. When did he get a hold of my phone? And why would he put himself in my phone?

[text to: Damon Sexatore ;)]: Give me a sec, I'll go ask Elena.

"You look mad." Elena observed. "Is that Tyler texting you?"

I scoffed. "I wish."

"What? Who could be worse than..." Elena sighed, coming to realize the only person worse than Tyler. "Damon?"

"You betcha!" I said with fake enthusiasm.

My phone beeped again and I checked the text.

[text from: Damon Sexatore ;)]: Oh, come on. Don't be like that. You know you're the only one for me. ;)

I let out an unamused laugh.

[text to: Damon Sexatore ;)]: Ha ha ha. You're hilarious. Oh, BTW; I still don't like you.

"How did he get your phone number?" Elena asked, moving behind me to look at my phone screen.

"I guess he managed to grab my phone when I wasn't looking."

"Damon Sexatore?" She questioned.

"Well, now we know there's no shortage to his oversized ego."

My phone lit up again with Damon's text.

[text from: Damon Sexatore ;)]: Ouch. You really hurt me there, V.

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