AN: Ah! Another Vampire Diaries story! This time, I'm doing a Rebekah/OC story. It does tie in a little with my other story, Weird (go check it out if you haven't) but it can be read without it. I should be updating regularly, so watch out! Dedicated to Jamesk19. Please enjoy! =D

Playing with Fire

"Oh come on! You said yourself you needed to get over Damon Salvatore, so why not with him?" Sarah asked, crossing her arms, raising an eyebrow at her friend. Rebekah frowned, glancing back at the boy walking away from them after being rejected by the cheerleader.

"Him? Eurgh, no way. He's nice and all, but so not my type." Rebekah explained, "I'd almost forgotten you're hopeless when it comes to boys and picking them right."

Sarah ignored the biting jab and the urge to ask her if Damon Salvatore was 'picked' right, and glanced around the canteen. "Alright then... What about him?" She asked, and the platinum blonde shook her head.

"Not in a thousand years."

"Fine then, who makes the very elite cut of Rebekah Mikaelson?" Sarah asked sarcastically.

"Next to no one in this dreadful armpit of civilisation." Sarah sighed at Rebekah's response, focusing back on her lunch. Well at least I tried...

The blonde smirked, watching Elena Gilbert storm away huffily. That was satisfying, Rebekah thought, and turned around, straight into something that was warm and that smelt good.

"God, I am so sorry." The warm thing replied, and bent down in front of her, and quickly she took a step back. The warm thing was a guy, currently on his knees, dragging sheets of paper and a broken folder off the floor. Rebekah cocked her head.

Brown hair bordering on ginger, nice jaw line, tall, casual but smart clothes... She didn't recognise him. The guy stood, looking down at her. Green eyes... nice, she thought happily, deciding exactly how she would play this.

"No, I should've looked. Silly me," She said, acting like a bimbo, and being a cheerleader, people found it easy to swallow. She looked at his folder, pretending to be worried. "Did I do that? I'm sorry; do you want me to pay you back?" She asked innocently enough. He would reject the idea entirely, she could tell.

He did. "No, it's cool." He paused for a moment, licking his lips. Those look good too, she remarked silently, a little plumper than most guys, but nice anyway. "Wanted a new one for a while anyway."

She gave him a lazy smile. "How about I pay you back this Saturday?" She asked coyly, fluttering her eyelashes for the full effect. The guy blushed, rubbing the back of his neck, his heart rate escalating rapidly, and it took everything in the vampire not to smile smugly at her effect. Humans.

"Yeah, err, thanks – I mean that's nice and all, but, err, I've got plans... next Saturday, sorry." He mumbled, gripping the broken folder and paper tighter, knuckles turning white. Rebekah frowned. It didn't take a vampire to know he was lying. He strode around her, leaving as quickly as humanely possible while Rebekah gritted her teeth, fighting off the snarl. It had been a long time since she'd been that openly rejected.

Sarah walked up from behind her, following the cheerleader's gaze. "So popular jocks who would give their right arm to date you don't make your cut, but Jake Martin does?" She demanded, and then quietened down, noticing a few people staring. "While I do approve of him more than any of those idiots, I didn't realise he was your type." She murmured and Rebekah turned to her.

"Yeah well, he's not. And I don't spend time with Jake Martin," she almost spat out his name, and Sarah blinked. "So get that idea out of your head." She flounced away, and again Sarah rolled her eyes, something she was doing increasingly more so around her friend, and trailed after her.

God, what have I done? Most guys don't reject girls like Rebekah Mikaelson like I just did. I'm flattered and all, but it was her. Rebekah Mikaelson – Original Vampire. And there was no way I would get more involved in this supernatural business than humanely possible. Ironic choice of words for this town. Rebekah Mikaelson was trouble, and I needed to stay clear of it and her. Otherwise I'm in hot water.