So, I'm Caroline?

Chapter 17 - Isobel

Mystic Falls High School

I walk into Alaric's classroom with Damon, Stefan and Elena are already there.

"I'm guessing your wifey is back?" I ask him curiously as I sit down on my desk (which is now right next to his, I'm such a naughty naughty student)

"Yeah, I uh, she wants to see Elena." He says with a shrug as if he honestly doesn't care. Which maybe he doesn't?

"Okay, so why are We here?" Damon asks gesturing to me and himself with annoyance.

"Because I wanted you both here." Alaric says with a roll of his eyes, ohh Ricky doesn't like Elena? Or is it Stefan he hates? It's a mystery I tell you!

I shrug "alright. So Elena goes. Meets precious mommy, blah blah. Anything else?" I ask him bored, maybe I wouldn't dislike Elena or Stefan so much if they hadn't tried to compel me into slavery. . . Nope, I'd still hate them, way to self righteous, it's annoying.

"We want you two to be there, or at least Damon to be." Stefan says sheepishly.

"Why would I want to be there? I hate Elena." Damon says with a roll of his eyes, causing Elena to visibly pout for a second.

"Because, you're stronger then me." Stefan says bluntly staring at his brother pleadingly.

Damon chuckles and then says bitterly "oh I know, you want me there because NOW I'm good enough because you and HER have a problem. Deal with it yourselves."

I move from my seat to slip Alaric a hug, his wife is such a bitch so I wrap my arms around his waist and give him a nice good hug. His arms wrap around me as well and he sighs.

Damon makes his way towards us and I tug on his sleeve, he glances at me and sighs too. He moves so that he's standing behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, his back flush against mine.

"But we need you." Elena whines at Damon with a gigantic pout.

"No" he snaps harshly at her "Do it yourselves. We won't be involved in this shit."

I'm so proud of him standing up for himself like that!

"Please Damon, it's important to Elena and no matter how much you deny it deep inside of you, you care about her." Stefan says beggingly.

"No" Damon firmly says as he backs out of the hug to glare at his brother. "I can't stand Elena, Stefan, no matter how much you want me to be into her as well."

Stefan splutters "I don't wa"

"Yes you do, otherwise you wouldn't be trying to convince yourself that I'm into her." Damon snaps suddenly in front of his brother, his fangs bared.

Stefan stares at Damon slack jawed "you're really not interested in Elena are you?"

"I'm not." He says firmly, glancing back at me and Alaric.

I can't stop the feeling of pride though! I'm so proud of him! They don't deserve him, not that he's perfect of course.

He's an asshole and sometimes I'd love to kick his teeth in BUT he's Damon. Sometimes you want to coo at him while hugging him and other times you just want to kill him. Kind of like Klaus really.
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Mystic Grill

I was at the Grill with Alaric and Damon, no we weren't there for Isobel. The boys were literally sitting there drinking bourbon while I'm sitting there playing with my glass of Sprite, what? I like to blow the bubbles.

So sue me for my childish tendencies, I have no issues sticking my tongue out at you.

"See, this is what I don't get, it's carbonated yea?" I sat looking at my sprite with a frown "is there anything other then say, Mentos that I can put in it to make it explode everywhere?"