Author's Note:

Hey lovelies,

Just quickly, I had to write this because there are not enough Forwood fics to read now that everyone ships Klaroline.

So this is an AU story:Caroline and Tyler are humans. Only Damon and Stefan are Vampires. Bonnie is still a witch. Oh and Caroline is still dating Mat...for now anyways.

Please leave me a review if you like it.

Chapter two coming soon!

Enjoy!

Paris xoxo

The first time that Tyler realises that he is in love with Caroline he is sitting in History class.

Mr. Saltzman is rambling on about some war that killed almost a million people and all he can think about is how beautiful she looks in that light blue dress.

He knows that he shouldn't be staring; Caroline is off-limits and dating his best friend Matt. But he can't seem to pull his eyes away from her. There's something about her that makes her different from the other blonde bimbos that has slept his way through at their school. He can never quite figure out what makes her stand out from the rest, but all he knows is that she is special.

He wonders how she manages to get her hair perfectly curled; not too curly like ringlets you would find on a little child, but just the right amount to keep her hair fun and sexy.

No other girl before has ever captivated his thoughts like this.

Usually when he sees someone he is attracted to, he likes to picture them naked. But he can't do this with her. She's one of his best friends and he respects her too much. He would never say that out loud, though, he has a reputation to uphold, after all.

"Tyler!" she whispers quietly, breaking him out of his thoughts suddenly.

"Hmmm."

"You're doing it again." She said sounding a little annoyed.

"What?" he asked quickly.

He honestly doesn't have the faintest idea about what she is going on about.

"You're staring!" She hissed irritably. "Stop it."

He rolls his eyes quickly when he realises that he has been caught in the act.

"You wish Forbes." He said, trying to sound as cocky and manly as possible. "Shouldn't you be paying attention, anyways? This is going to be in our test."

"Ugh." She groans, before turning her attention back to Mr Saltzman.

That was a close call, he thinks as he starts to copy down the work from the chalkboard into his book.

/

"Tyler, Caroline can I please see you guys before your next class." Mr Saltzman said over the ringing bell. "The rest of you may go. Don't forget to study for Friday's test. Class dismissed."

Caroline is still packing her things when he approaches his teacher's desk.

"What's up?" he asked Mr Saltzman who has started to rub out his work on the chalkboard.

"Tyler, I wanted to talk to you about your grades." He said putting down the easer and dusting his hands together to rid them of the chalk.

He already has an indication of what Mr Saltzman is going to say. He hates History class so much. In fact, he finds it so boring that the hour he spends in class feels just like watching The Notebook for the hundredth time.

He had developed a little social experiment a couple of years ago. Much to his surprise it seemed to work on all his dates and he had continued to the tradition to this day.

To seem more than the cocky, bad boy player that he was; he had incorporated watching the Notebook with his date after they ate dinner.

He absolutely hated that movie.

But it always helped him to get laid.

So essentially it was worth sitting through two hours of absolute torture and boredom for the end result.

History class, however was not worth it, and the one hour that he spent counting down the minutes till his next class were slow, torturous and agonising.

"Tyler." Mr Saltzman said quickly, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Did you hear what I said?"

"What?"

"You are coming last in the class, Tyler. If you fail this exam too, you will not be graduating this year with all your friends. I am going to have to hold you back."

"You can't do that." he said sneering angrily. "So what if I'm failing History…maybe if this class wasn't so boring I'd be doing better."

"Tyler, I've spoken to your other teachers and they have said the same thing. You are barely putting any effort in your classes and you are ranked very low in all of them. The final exams next week are your last chance at convincing us that you deserve to graduate."

"Tyler…." Caroline said stepping forward and rubbing his arm up and down to show her support.

"Why is she here?" he asked angrily, feeling the chunks start to rise in his throat. "Isn't she first in the class, or is she failing too?"

"I was going to see if Caroline would be interested in tutoring you."

"No." he said quickly.

"Actually, Tyler I wouldn't mind." She said smiling sweetly.

"Well too bad, because I don't need your help."

"Tyler, you're going to fail."

"So what?"

"You will have to repeat."

"Big deal." He snapped quickly. "Do you think I care?"

"Tyler, I can't stress how important your marks in your last exams are." Mr Saltzman said again.

"I don't need help." He said stubbornly, before walking out of the room without another word.

/

"Tyler, wait!" Caroline called out, catching up with him in the hall.

"Leave me alone Forbes."

"Tyler, I don't understand why you won't let me help you."

"Because, maybe I don't need your help."

"Actually, you do." she said, tugging on his arm.

Tyler turned around to face her. He could tell that she was really concerned about him, by the way that her face scrunched up painfully.

"Caroline, I don't know if you know this or not…but I really don't care about school or exams."

"Well you should, because you heard Mr Saltzman. If you fail, you will repeat."

"I don't care."

"Tyler, I don't get it. I mean, we are friends. Don't you want me to help you?"

"No."

"So you are just going to fail then?"

"Yes."

"Why? Just tell me why I can't help you?" she begged.

"I don't want to talk about it." he said quickly.

"Tyler, if you are worried that I will tell anyone, I promise that I won't. We can keep this a secret."

"It's not that, Care." he said softly.

He can see that she's hurt and fighting with her was not helping the situation any.

"Then what is it?" she asked begging him.

"I can't tell you. I'm sorry. But I don't need your help. Besides, I really don't-"

"Look, Tyler." Caroline snapped cutting him off suddenly. "Don't act like you don't care, because I know that you do. If you want to fail your exams then fine, but don't come to me later when the rest of your year has graduated to seniors and you are still in the tenth grade, okay?"

And with that she was gone. Tyler watched as she walked swiftly down the hall without another word or glance back at him.

He honestly felt like the biggest jerk right now.

/

It took sitting in Mathematics for him to realise that he had no clue about what he was copying off the board.

He needed her help.

The truth was, having Caroline tutor him would have been an excellent idea, had he not been in love with her.

He couldn't exactly tell her why he was being so stubborn. Telling the girlfriend of his best friend that he was in love with her was wrong on so many levels. Especially when the feelings were not reciprocated. He did not want to ruin their friendship or the one he had with Matt. He also did not want to be rejected, which always seemed to hurt his ego.

Knowing that spending time with her would only deepen his feelings, he had decided to push her away. But she was right. He did care about his schooling and there was no way in hell that he was going to fail and be held back. He had way too much pride to allow that to ever happen.

At lunch time he found her in their usual hang out spot. Of course, she had to be making out with Matt, he thought miserably.

He sighed heavily, mentally counting to ten and walked over to them.

"Hey guys." He said to the whole group.

"Hi." Matt said, when he had managed to pull himself away from his girlfriend's face. "Where have you been man? Lunch is almost over."

"I had some things to do." he said, looking at Caroline who was choosing to ignore him. "Hey Care."

"Tyler." She said civilly with a hint of hostility in her voice.

"Hey, Ty are you still having a party at yours, after our final exam on Friday night?" Elena asked.

"Yes."

"Great! That's the only thing getting me through this stupid exams." She said groaning a little.

"You mean, other than deciding which Salvatore brother to date." Bonnie said nudging her a little. "Just chose Damon, already! I mean you dated Stefan and you still fell for his brother. Stefan will understand, you guys have been broken up for six months now."

"It's complicated Bonnie." Elena said quickly. "I want to be with Damon, but I think I might still have feelings for Stefan."

"You can't keep stringing them both on, Elena." Bonnie said shaking her head in disappointment. "You are becoming like Katherine."

"Ugh. I hate her."

Tyler shook his head. He was over listening to this conversation. He needed to speak to Caroline. The only problem was she was still ignoring him and flirting with Matt.

"Caroline, can I, uh, speak to you for a second?" he asked, running a hand through his hair nervously.

"What is it, Lockwood?"

"I have a favour to ask…it's kind of private… please?"

Caroline sighed and stood up quickly.

"I'll be right back." She said pecking Matt quickly on the lips.

They walked to the Oval together. It was still close enough for their friends to see where they went, but too far for any of them to eavesdrop.

"So?" Caroline asked impatiently. "What is it? And I swear to God Tyler, if this is you asking me to plan your party for Friday...I will kill you!"

"Yes."

"Tyler!" she snapped angrily, throwing her hands up in the air. "We are meant to be studying, not planning-"

"Yes, you can tutor me." He said cutting her off, by grabbing onto her shoulders.

"What?" she asked quietly.

"Caroline, I need your help. I don't know anything. I don't want to fail or repeat. Can you please help me?"

"Yes." She said quickly, throwing her hands around him in a tight hug.

Tyler closed his eyes for a spilt second and took in all her different exotic smells.

The hair smelled like strawberries, he really loved it whenever she washed her hair with that shampoo. She also had a pear and grape variety as well, but the strawberry one was by far his favourite.

Today, she was wearing Britney's Fantasy. He recognised that scent immediately. She wore it all through the eighth grade. He had brought her a bottle for her sixteenth birthday.

"Tyler!" Caroline said pulling away from him quickly and blushing a little. "Did you hear what I said?"

"No, sorry."

"I'm happy to tutor you, as long as you don't tell Matt what we are doing, okay?"

Tyler frowned a little. "Okay. Why?"

"It's just, he gets a little jealous, you know." she said shifting her feet on the ground nervously and avoiding eye contact.

"Really?" he asked. "He doesn't seem like the type to be jealous of you with other guys."

Caroline blushed a little more. "Not other guys," she said, finally looking up at him. "Just you."

Tyler bit down onto his bottom lip to stop himself from smiling. He had no idea why this was giving him so much satisfaction right now.

"Okay, we can keep it to ourselves, Forbes."

"Awesome." She said smiling. "Well, we better get back to them or they will wonder what we are talking about."

"Care." Tyler asked, pulling her arm gently. "Why did you offer to help me? I mean, you have to study yourself and you probably don't have time to help a lost cause like me."

"You're not a lost cause." She said avoiding the question.

"No, seriously. Why did you say yes?"

"Because Mr Saltzman suggested it." she said lying quickly.

"Is that all?"

"What else is there to say, Tyler?" she asked frowning a little. "I don't want you to fail because it's important to Matt. You're his best friend and I don't want him to go onto the senior years without you."

"So you are doing this…for Matt?"

"Not just Matt." She said softly. "He is not the onlyone that cares about you, Tyler."

Tyler smiled. He could tell that what she had said had been a lot for her say and he didn't want to make her anymore uncomfortable. He had gotten the answer he had wanted out of her anyways.

"So mine at four?" he asked, as they walked towards the group.

"I'll bring my books." She said smiling before walking back into Matt's waiting arms.

xx

Reviews? xx