*This story does not contain Vampires. This story contains minor spanking but not abuse! Not going to be in every chapter and not a lot of it. And if you comment, leave honest but nice comments and if they're rude I will delete them so it would be a waste of your time. I can take constructive criticism but you can do it nicely thanks!

*Stefan's POV*

I can't believe my daughter Carter. I hate to pick her up from school again! It's the 4th time in three weeks! I'm not sure what she did this time but the first time was for skipping bio, and the second time was for cursing. The school has zero tolerance for cursing. I can't imagine what she did now.

I arrived at Mystic Falls Jr. High School. I walked into the office and saw Carter sitting next to one of her older brothers Michael. They didn't mention anything about him. I walked up to the secretary.

"Hello again Mr. Salvatore." She greeted looking up from the desk.

"Hello." I smiled half-heartedly. It's kind of sad that the office secretary know your name before you address yourself.

"You may go back; the principle is ready for you." I nodded and led myself to his office.

"Ah, Mr. Salvatore take a seat." He directed me to one of the two mahogany leather chairs in front of his desk.

"Afternoon Mr. Kalajeta." The principle is pretty young. Young than most, probably his late twenties or early thirties, around the same age and me.

"Afternoon. The reason why I called you in today was because Carter thought it would be funny to 'pants' Michael in a crowded hallway." He explained.

How does Carter think of these things? I thought to myself.

"I'm sorry; I don't know what's coming over her." I apologized for my thirteen year old daughter who knows better than to do that.

"Me neither. It's not a huge deal but I did give her three detentions."

"I'm sure I will get to the bottom of her attitude lately." I said hoping it was true. I don't know why she's acting this way.

"I'm sure you will. Michael didn't do anything wrong but since it's the last period you may take him home as well, considering he only has a study hall."

"Okay thanks Mr. Kalajeta. Have a good day." I stood up from the chair and walked towards the door.

"Thanks you too."

"Thanks." With that I walked out of his office and to my kids.

"I gently grabbed Carter's arm and led her out of the office with Michael following behind. I wasn't extremely pissed as I was the last three times but I was still pretty mad.

I got into the driver's side of my dark blue BMW, Michael got in the passenger's side and Carter got in the back behind the passenger's seat.

"Carter why would you 'pants' Michael?" I asked breaking the silence that had filled the car for about five minutes.

"I just felt like it. Got a problem with that?" She snapped I felt my hands grip the steering wheel tighter.

*Carter's POV*

"As a matter of fact Carter I do. And I have a problem with that attitude of yours lately. And if you don't watch it, you're going to be finding yourself over my knee. Got it?" Man he was pissed.

And yes I get spanked and so do my brothers and my cousins. But my dad tries to avoid it as much as possible because he really hates doing it. And he doesn't do it a lot at one time. It's usually from like 1-10 smacks. He usually never goes over ten unless it's something really bad, then he would go to like twenty or something, it just depends on what the situation is. He only ever had to go over ten once and that was with my oldest brother Josh. My dad caught him drinking with some of his friends. That was about two to three years ago. I know it was shortly after my mom passed away.

"Got it?" He repeated again, louder.

"Yeah." I mumbled but he heard me.

"When we get home I want you to go to your room. And you will stay there until we're ready to go to your Uncle Damon's and Aunt Sam's."

"Fine." I mumbled again putting my head against the window of the car.

About ten minutes later we pulled in the driveway of our huge house.

Maybe I should tell you what my dad does.

My dad owns a recording studio and label called AMP Music. A lot of famous bands and musicians record for my dad like 30 Seconds to Mars, Avril Lavigne Simple Plan and more. The first person my dad signed was Kate Voegele. He also owns a record store called Rockpire Records.

Anyway... When I entered the house I stopped in the kitchen grabbed the bag of pizza flavored 'Gold Fish' and a can of Dr. Pepper out of the fridge, then without any words I walked passed my dad and brother and walked up the stairs towards my room.

Walking down the long hallway, I finally came to my bedroom. My room is huge! My bed is stationed in front of one of my big windows across the room. I jumped onto my blue covers that lay neatly on the bed and I grabbed my blue laptop from the shelf on my night stand.

I was logging on to my facebook when my door opened.

"Michael can't you knock?" I sat up on my knees.

"Why did you do that?" He still sounded really mad.

"Well the reason why is that I knew that you had a big test in social studies and you weren't ready for it, but you couldn't fail it because if you did you would be benched in soccer until you got your grades up. You're like one of the best players on the team and there is a huge game next Friday, and if you loose it will ruin the team's winning streak. I knew the principle would have you in the office too and sent home, and doing what I did was the only way I could think of to get you to miss the test. Now you have all weekend to study for it." I explained.

"Wow. Carter. Thanks. I wish there was another way instead of embarrassing me but I do appreciate it because you did get three detentions."

"No biggy. So you're not made at me anymore?" I gave him puppy dog eyes.

"Nah." He smiled I jumped up and hugged him.

"Carter what's this?" Michael turned serious as he flipped my arm over to reveal a cut.

"Oh, funny thing actually, I was reaching in my locker and I scratched myself." I lied but he bought it. I'm a pretty good liar most of the time and it comes in handy in moments like this one.

I did start cutting myself. I know, I know, it's stupid. But it seems like it's the only pain I can control. I guess I should start hiding it.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" I asked him.

"Sure. What movie do you wanna watch?" He answered.

"Umm, how about Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen?"

"Sure, let me get some popcorn and drinks. What do you want?" He asked walking towards my door.

"Umm a green Monster!" I exclaimed already getting excited. I'm obsessed with Monsters!

"I don't think you need it, but okay. I'll be right back." He smiled and left. I jumped back on my bed getting ready to watch the movie.

A/N: The first chapter is kind of dumb but the other ones will be better! Please review so I know how I'm doing and if you have any ideas let me know!