A/N: I decided to give this put yourself into TVD thing a go. It's an easy way to give my commentary on the show without getting ranty.
Enjoy! REVIEWS=LOVE!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own The Vampire Diaries, Jack Daniels, Wild Turkey or Beyoncè.

Cellphone, check. Purse, check. Luggage in the trunk, check. Car full of gas and big ass cup of coffee, check and check. I had everything I needed to start my trip so it was time to hit the road. I had made the decision to get out of my small ass town and see where the road took me. I really didn't have a destination in mind but I was looking for adventure and I knew I wasn't going to find it at home.

I decided to drive North, a direction that would eventually take me to New York; a perfect place for adventure. So I turned my radio up and started for parts unknown with Beyonce as the soundtrack to my new life.

I stopped a couple times along the way to sleep if I got tired. I wasn't on a time table so I wasn't concerned.

By the time I had been driving for two days I crossed into the state of Virginia. I wondered if Mystic Falls was a real place but I remembered hearing that it was fictional; which was too bad because with the way things went in that town I'd need to look no further for adventure. I rolled my eyes at my silliness and continued to sing Drunk in Love along with Queen B.

A little while later I saw a sign that said Wyckery Bridge. No way. I figured my mind was playing tricks on me because of my earlier thoughts. I kept driving and the next thing I know is I'm passing a sign that says Welcome to Mystic Falls.

I drove slowly through town. People waved like they knew me and I waved back not wanting to be rude. When I saw the Mystic Grill I stopped my car and parked. I looked at my phone and I didn't recognize any of the contacts so I couldn't call anyone for help. I got out of the car and entered the Grill and low and behold there stood Matty Blue Eyes pouring drinks. I sat down at the bar and waited.

"Hi, what can I get you?" he asked.

"A Jack and Coke." I ordered. I figured I needed a drink. He moved away to make my drink. I looked around certain that I was going crazy.

"Where am I?" I asked. He looked at me quizzically and looked at his t-shirt.

"The Mystic Grill." he answered.

"What town?" I asked.

"Should I take this?" he asked reaching for my glass. "Cause I think you might be drunk."

"No, I need it. And you didn't answer my question." I said taking a sip.

"Mystic Falls." he said looking at me.

"Right." I said taking a huge drink. It was official I was crazy. That notion was confirmed when Tyler Lockwood sat down at the bar. He looked my way and I smiled but he didn't return my smile. "Douche." I thought.

"Hey Matt, line 'em up!" Tyler said.

"As much as I love watching you get day drunk and I hate to say it you need a hobby." Matt said joking but I could tell he was worried about his friend.

"I have a hobby. Getting day drunk." he said as he threw back a shot of Wild Turkey.
I rolled my eyes at Tyler's self pity. I really couldn't deal with his constant whining about how Klaus ruined his life. I just wanted to say 'hey Tyler, sorry about your mom but being a bitch boy isn't helping anything.' But of course had I done that I have no idea what the inebriated hybrid would've done to me. I am still human so I couldn't fight him off.

And I should probably figure out a way to get on vervain, couldn't hurt. I was thinking of ways to get my hands on some of the vampire toxin when Damon Salvatore sat down.

"Pour me a tumbler of your best bourbon and leave the bottle." the elder Salvatore said Matt poured the drink and left the bottle. "Boys, I got pain." he said taking a swig.

"We all got pain." I said. I didn't mean to say it out loud but I was not about to sit at this bar and listen to Damon whine about his break up with that Gilbert girl. I for one thought he could do better. Much better, like Bonnie Bennett better.

"Who are you?" Damon asked.

"She's probably not going to remember her name. I think she's drunk." Matt said looking my way.

"I'm not drunk. I just didn't see a sign on my way into town. My name is Claudette." I said waiting for him to reply, "And you are?" I asked.

"Damon Salvatore." he smirked. I wanted to be annoyed but I couldn't. And I kind of understand the pull but there are some lines you don't cross. Like dating your ex-boyfriend's brother that is unless you are a bitch who has no morals. Ok I need to not be so hostile toward Elena. I know what they do to threats to Elena in this town.

They would toss me into a shallow grave in a heartbeat for Elena.