A/N - So basically, this is a Steroline AU idea I got that I had to give a try. It's based on the movie Starstruck from Disney channel which I thought was a really cute idea and I could immediately see Stefan and Caroline in those positions.

I'm not sure if I will continue this story, so let me know what you think!

Disclaimer - I don't own the rights to the characters or anything I use from the movie Starstruck, this is purely for entertainment purposes.

Stefan walked into his living room, about to grab a quick breakfast when he noticed his brother sitting on the couch, entranced by the TV. Blasting from the speakers was the latest song by Caroline Forbes, massive popstar, teenage sensation, and his brother's biggest obsession since he discovered PB&J sandwiches in 2nd grade.

Tyler prided himself on being Caroline's number one fan. Stefan didn't understand that. It was just ridiculous. Knowing what someone's sign was, was not the same as knowing them. It was a total waste of time and completely abnormal. Unless you counted Tyler's best friend Matt, who was also "In love with" the popstar.

He rolled his eyes at the sound of his brother singing along to the bridge. The music itself wasn't bad, but Stefan couldn't stand his brother's addition to it. He grabbed his bowl of cereal from the table and walked over to the couch where Tyler was sitting.

However, instead of sitting on the couch, he decided to sit on the coffee table, right in his brother's line of sight to the TV.

"Hey!" Tyler exclaimed, punching Stefan in the arm. "Come on man, move over. I'm trying to see."

"Yeah, I can see that." Stefan replied, scooping a spoonful of cereal into his mouth.

Tyler sighed and glared at his brother. "You have no taste. How do you not love Caroline Forbes?"

Stefan shrugged. "I've never said I don't like her. I just don't spend every waking moment trying to get her attention on social media and mapping out her every move on."

Tyler rolled his eyes before scooting over so he could see the TV again and turning the volume up a couple more notches.

"Tyler, Stefan, are you two packed yet?" Their mother asked, dragging a large bag of who knows what behind her towards the car.

Tyler just waved an absentminded hand at her. "Yeah, yeah." He answered, his eyes never leaving the screen.

Stefan stood up and walked back to the kitchen table to finish up his breakfast. "Not yet, but I'll be ready by tomorrow."

"Good." His mother said. "I think we are going to have a lot of fun in LA this week. I want you both to be ready to go as soon as school is over tomorrow."

"I can't believe I'm actually going to the city where she lives." Tyler said, still somewhat entranced by the TV.

Stefan shook his head again before turning back towards his mom. "We'll be ready."

Caroline stepped out of the limo, her best friend, Elena, by her side. Immediately, the cameras flashed, blinding her. She blinked a few times, trying to get her bearings, as she made her way into the club.

"Caroline!" Someone called.

She turned around at the door, the photographers still snapping shots and shoving mics in her face. "Hey, Damon." She said as enthusiastically as she could.

Damon jogged towards her, smiling and waving at the paparazzi. She let him greet her with a hug and kiss. "Hey baby." He said.

Caroline didn't know how Damon felt about all this, but she, for one, was tired of all the acting for the cameras she was doing, and she hadn't even gotten a movie deal yet. Their entire relationship was for the cameras, for the media, even for the fans. Caroline was a popular singer and Damon was a movie star. Being together gave them a lot of good press.

But Caroline was tired of pretending. She put a hand out to try and fend off the photographers. "Please leave me alone." She said, despite the fact that she knew it would be no use.

"Come on." Damon said. He put his arm around her waist and ushered her into the club. Inside wasn't any quieter, but at least people weren't bombarding her.

"So . . ." Damon began awkwardly. "You're still able to do the thing tomorrow night?"

She turned to him, furrowing her eyebrows. "What thing?"

Damon sighed. "The opening event at my new club. I was hoping you could sing to help bring in a larger crowd. You'd only have to do one song."

"Look, Damon, you know I'd love to, but I have a party I have to be at at my house tomorrow night. It's important."

Damon turned his head to the side and begged her with his eyes. "Please? You told me you could do it."

She sighed and cursed herself for letting herself for being gullible. It would probably backfire on her someday. "Okay fine, I'll do the song. But only one song."

Damon pumped his fist in the air. "That's all I need."