"Great we are lost!" I sighed.

"Of course we are lost, it's snowing so much I can't even see the road, although if someone had asked for directions we probably wouldn't be here!" Damon snapped.

"Oh, so now this is my fault?!" Caroline popped in from the back seat. Caroline had just broken up with Tyler so I had made Damon drive us to Vegas, but apparently we had gone off track and where now in the middle of no where.

"Of course it is you fault!"

"You know why don't you shove your opinion up your..."

"Caroline!" I snapped.

"I'm sorry but if he wasn't such an asshole maybe I wouldn't have to be such a bitch!"

"See even you admit you are a bitch!"

"Damon!"

"Well she said it"

"Ughhh, both of you stop it!" I screamed.

"Stop!" Caroline yelled. Damon stopped the car making it rock forwards.

"What!" he scoffed

"I see a motel" Caroline said

"I am not staying on a motel!" he whined.

"Fine you can sleep in the car, now park" he muttered something about how he wished she was dead under his breath but parked nonetheless. The reception guy said there was only one room left and was all the way at the back of the motel. We walked in the snow for about 10 minutes until we reached it. He said the water would be shut off at midnight and it was 11:40. He also said that the power might not work because of the storm. Just great. Damon turned on the lights, and as he scanned the room, his eyes grew wide.

"There's only one bed!" Damon screamed.

"I am not sleeping next to that" they both chorused.

"Then I'll take the bed and you two can sleep on the floor" I joked, neither of them thought it was funny though.

"Dibs on the shower!" Damon suddenly yelled.

"What! No! Ladies first!" Caroline whined.

"Okay, Elena would you like to join me?" I smiled at their childishness.

"Neither of you, I'll take the shower" I giggled.

"Who made you boss?" Caroline said.

"Me, while you two were fighting. Now I'll hurry up I swear" I said, I removed my soaked clothes from the now melted snow and hopped into the shower which was icy cold. I reached for a towel, just to realize there was none. I wasn't about to ask Damon for one, and Caroline had gone to find something to eat. I used my shirt, and then realized I now had nothing to sneak out with.

"Um, Damon?" I called.

"Yeah?"

"Well, um? Can you give me my bag? Please!"

"Um, yeah about that, I only grabbed my bags" he said.

"You selfish asshole. Go get my bag!"

"No way in hell. It's freezing out there"

"Damon I need something to sleep in. I can't sleep naked!" I saw the smirk on his face grow.

"Well I don't mind"

"Well I do!" I yelled. He rolled his eyes.

"Here" he said throwing one of his shirts at me. I thanked the gods that my underwear was still dry and could be worn. Damon's shirt reached about mid-thigh which wasn't enough if I was going to share a bed with Damon. I walked out, Caroline hadn't found anything and they were now complaining about it.

"I call the shower!" Caroline said instantly running and locking herself inside.

"Do you have any pants I can wear?" I asked.

"Unless you want to wear my boxers to sleep, I suggest you stick with my shirt"

"You only brought one change for pajamas. Eww"

"What?"

"We were supposed to be in Vegas for 2 weeks and you only brought one change of clothes to sleep in. Talk about sleeping in your own filth"

"Easy there judgy. I planned on washing it, since the hotel we were supposed to be staying in had a laundry room"

"What!" Caroline shrieked. "Elena why is there no towels!" she screamed. She opened the door. "Can you give me my bag?" she asked.

"Yeah, Damon being Damon. Only brought his bag" I said.

"What! I am going to kill you!"

"Chill! Here" Damon said throwing another shirt at her.

"This cannot be happening" she muttered angrily. She got out of the bathroom, wearing Damon's shirt. I tried to hold in my laughter as I saw her face.

"Oh and that is an actual shirt, so don't ruin it" Damon said with a smirk. I'm sure that Caroline was trying to find a way to murder him with her eyes.

Next part was the worst, sleeping order.