The last thing Bonnie Bennett had anticipated when she had left her apartment that morning was that she would be sprinting down the stairs of the nearest subway station in hopes to make the train before it pulled away from the tracks. She had thought she had given herself enough time to stop and get a coffee on the way to work. Even going out of her way to go to the good coffee shop that was a couple blocks further. However, the line had been a little longer than she had originally thought it be, and the person in front of her just had to order like ten different drinks. It was okay though, at least she had thought it would be.

She still had a few minutes to spare to make the train and make it to work on time as she walked down the street when it happened. Some dark, tall, she wouldn't call him handsome stranger bumped right into her causing herself, the coffee, and her bag to hit the sidewalk. The contents of her bag spilling everywhere over the fairly decent street. The guy had stopped walking, looked down at her, shrugged his shoulders and went on his way, leaving Bonnie wide eyed and stunned. Had that just really happened?

After finally gathering all her belongings - which took far longer than she had thought it would, she was up and walking again. However, when she glanced down at her phone she realized how much time she had wasted and soon enough was rushing as fast as she could. She knew the train would be packed, but she really didn't have the time to waste to wait for the next once. Besides, she liked to think she was little enough to fit in with the sea of people. Granted, being stuck to someone for part of your ride was not ideal, but she was going to push that out of her head and just focus on making the train.

"Hold the door!" she yelled out just as she was about to make it, a guy was ahead keeping his arm out for the last few people trying to get on. Yet just as Bonnie got there, the arm was gone and the doors were closing. "Oh no!"

Looking up, she let out a defeated sigh and just as the train went to pull away she came eye to eye with the guy who pulled his arm back. It was the very guy who had knocked into her on the street. He hadn't helped or even bothered to say a simple sorry for sending her crashing to the ground. Her eyes widened and he gave her a little shrug and smile, "you!" she called out and couldn't but walk along the train as the train began to move for a moment and then came to a halt as she watched it disappear. This day couldn't get any better could it?

Pulling out her phone, she looked at the time and knew that she was going to be late, but all she could do was shake her head and wait for the next train. All the while she cursed that man, that somewhat handsome man who had caused all of this to happen. And she hadn't even been able to enjoy any of her coffee before it spilled all over the sidewalk.

They had to be joking? They had to be absolutely positively fucking joking! It was Sunday morning, and what did Sunday morning mean? Oh, it meant you slept the hell in and did not leave your apartment until after 10 am unless you absolutely had to or were crazy. So why was it 6 am and all Bonnie Bennett could hear was the sound of furniture being moved and arguing coming from the hallway of the four apartment brownstone that she lived in. Was someone actually moving in at 6 am on a Sunday morning? They had to be part of the crazy ones who would dare to be awake. Rolling over, she tried to bury her head under the pillow, but nothing seemed to be blocking out the sound. This really had to be some sick joke.

Throwing her pillow off her head and onto the ground, she rolled onto her back and groaned with annoyance. Kicking her feet against the mattress, she quickly shot up and climbed out of her bed. Heading out of her bedroom, she walked down the hallway and pushed open her roommate's bedroom door. She didn't even care about knocking right now, she was on a mission. With a quick glance towards his bed, she grumbled when she noticed he was passed out, and a little thankful that he seemed to be alone.

Making her way over to his nightstand, she pulled it open and began to dig through it. Pulling out his roll of condom and rolling her eyes as she tossed it over her shoulder and onto the ground. "Where the hell are they?" she said through gritted teeth as she continued to rummage through his drawer. "Ugh," turning towards him, she reached out and began to shake him. "Stefan," she said once, then twice, her voice growing louder with each repeat of his name until she finally had enough, "STEFAN!"

Shooting up, Stefan looked around in a panic before turning his head towards Bonnie and rubbing his eyes, "What the fuck, Bonnie?"

Crossing her arms, she looked down at him as she pursed her lips, "Where are your ear plugs?"

"Huh?" leaning forward, Stefan let out a yawn and ran his hand through his sleep ridden locks, "What? Oh, my ear plugs? I ran out of them a while back, haven't bought any to replace them." Noticing the rather unamused look plastered on her face he furrowed his eyebrows, "Why?"

"Why?" she glared at him as she leaned in and poked him on the shoulder, "WHY? Because of that!" she pointed towards his door hoping he understood as the sound of people in the hallway echoed through the apartment.

"I'm confused," he said hesitantly.

Bonnie groaned and shook her head, she was usually a very calm and collective person, but she had fallen asleep so late last night the last thing she wanted or needed was to be woken up at 6 am on a Sunday from a consistent noise coming from outside their apartment. While she was aware New York was referred to as the city that never slept – this was a little ridiculous. "Could you go and tell them to shut up?"

"Me?" Stefan just stared at her, all he wanted to do was go back to sleep. Was it his fault that she was a light sleeper and he wasn't? "Why can't you go tell them to shut up?"

"Because you're a dude," she waved her hands towards him to make her point. When she noticed he wasn't budging, she groaned, "Well fine, then I am going to tell them you are going to kick their asses if they don't shut up." Bonnie turned on her heel and started to head to the front door.

"What? Bonnie!" Scurrying out of bed, Stefan didn't even bother to put a pair of pants on over his boxers as he ran to catch up with Bonnie. He did not need her to threaten the new neighbors by using him. He had caught up just in time to see Bonnie swing open the door and the two were presented with the scene in front of them.

"Damon, you are going to scratch my dresser!" The Blonde with what seemed like incredibly bouncy hair screeched, her hands coming up to push her hair out of her face as she screamed at one of the two men holding the dresser, "That is an antique!"

"Well no one told you to get an antique dresser, now did they, Barbie?" Damon replied and found himself quickly looking away from the blonde girl and to the girl and guy standing in the doorway of the apartment across the hall. Pretty much ignoring the guy, he looked the girl up and down and smirked, "Why hello there."

Bonnie eyes widened as she saw the man in front of her - the very man who had bumped into her on the street days prior and hadn't even said sorry. Who let the door close when she had tried to jump onto the train to make it to work on time. Someone was playing a sick trick on her, "Do you people even know what time it is?"

"It's 6 am!" the blonde girl said happily, her eyes falling on the two, but seeming to focus on the guy in the white t-shirt and boxers. A smile blush appearing on her face, "I'm Caroline, looks like we're going to be neighbors!"

Just as Bonnie opened her mouth to speak, Stefan stepped in front of her and held his hand out to Caroline, "I'm Stefan, and this is my roommate Bonnie. Sorry for disturbing you guys in the middle of moving, it's just kind of early."

"Told you," the other male said rolling her eyes.

Caroline quickly turned to him and narrowed her eyes, "I wanted to get things done early so we could be all unpacked by tonight, Tyler."

"Why did I even offer to help you two move?" Tyler grumbled as he looked to Damon and made a face, "Think we can put this in the apartment before my arms fall off."

After Damon and Tyler disappeared into the apartment with the dresser, Caroline quickly turned back to Stefan and Bonnie, "I am really sorry, I didn't even think about the noise we must have been making!"

Smiling, Stefan shook his head, "Oh it's totally fine!" Hearing Bonnie scoff behind him, he slowly began to back into the apartment taking her with him, "We'll see you around!" After sharing a wave with Caroline, he closed the door and started to head back to his room.

"And what exactly was that?" Bonnie crossed her arms and stared at Stefan as he walked away.

Sighing, he turned around on his heel and looked at her sweetly, "I was just trying to be nice. Bon, we don't want to make trouble with our new neighbors."

"But!" Bonnie waved her arms at the front door, "It's 6 am!"

"Caroline apologized."

Bonnie grumbled, "Yeah because she probably thought you were hot."

"I am not even going to respond to that," he started to walk backwards towards his bedroom door, "I'm going back to bed. Maybe I'll make breakfast when I wake up."

"No you don't!" Bonnie followed after him as he turned and tried to hightail it out of there, "We need to get them kicked out."

Her words stopped him just as he was about to walk into his room. Turning on his heel, he looked at her utterly and totally confused, "What? For making noise? Bonnie, that's a little ridiculous. Mr. and Mrs. Brighton didn't get us kicked out even though we had that huge party before Lexi moved out."

"Not because of that," she huffed, "Because of that man!"

"What man?"

"The tall one! He's the guy from the subway and that bumped into me in the street," Bonnie tried to refresh his memory of the events she had told him that night when she had gotten home.

"What are you talking about?" His brain was on overload with everything that was going on and he had only just woken up. "What guy on—oh! Well, I mean—I don't know, Bon."

She stared at him for a few moments, "I'm going back to bed. However, if I hear them make a noise I am going over there with your baseball bat."

It would take most people days, sometimes even weeks to unpack after moving into a new place. Actually, there were people out there that were still living other of boxes after months, and some that just never bothered unpacking everything. This was not the case for Caroline Forbes. After the little run in with the new neighbors (one who happened to be very cute), she made a hustle to try and get everything unpacked. First she hit her room, the most important place since she was going to be spending the most time in there. Then she moved onto her bathroom because she could not deal with an unpacked bathroom at all. Eventually she made her way into the kitchen and even decided to make a batch of cookies when she was done. While they cooked she dusted, and did her best with the living room. It had the least amount of furniture, and she just hoped their couch would be here by Tuesday like the store said it would be,otherwise they would have been getting a very angry phone call from her.

Damon on the other hand, well Damon, he didn't bother unpacking. Once his bed was in his room and set up, he made it his plan to lay down and catch some z's. In his eyes they had days to unpack, right? He hadn't been sure how long he had been sleeping when the knock (quickly followed by the entrance) came at his bedroom door.

"I made cooki-," Caroline stopped mid-sentence as she looked around horrified holding a plate of cookies, "Why haven't you unpacked?!"

Cracking open one eye, Damon just stared at her for a good moment before answering, "Because I'm tired?" he noticed the cookies and sat up, his hand reaching out to go grab one, but then Caroline quickly slapped it away. "What the hell, Barbie?" he shook his hand and then proceeded to rub it from having been slapped; "I was moving furniture all day and wanted to get a nap."

"Well, I have unpacked and clean basically every inch of this apartment already!" she pursed her lips together as she continued to scan his room, "Do you want me to do yours too? I was hoping to change into pajamas and watch some Netflix, but I guess I could-,"

"No way!" he shook his head and stood open, "This is my domain and I will do it when I please." He reached out for a cookie once again, and once again was met by a smack on the hand, "What the fuck! Why do you keep doing this?"

She pulled the plate away and shook her head, "because they aren't for you!"

"Who the heck are they for?" he crossed his arms and looked at his annoying roommate and usually best friend.

"Our neighbors," she beamed happily, "I felt really bad about this morning and wanted to bring them something to apologize."

"Isn't it customary for the old neighbors to bring the new neighbors a sweet not the other way around? Besides, it was your fault we were awake so early and moving," he pointed out, but not before a smirk appeared on his face and he tilted his head to the side. "Are those chocolate chip cookies? Your famous chocolate chip cookies?"

Nervously biting her lip, Caroline looked at the cookies and nodded before turning her attention back to Damon, "Uh—yes."

"Ah ha!" he let out a chuckle before finally snatching one before she could stop him, "You think boxer boy is cute."

Caroline just rolled her eyes at his remark, "I do not. Find someone cute? What are we fifteen?"

"Uh huh," Damon took a bite of the cookie and chewed before speaking again, "You totally do."

"I don't know why I bother to talk to you," she rolled her eyes, "Well, I am going to go deliver these cookies and-," she paused for a moment to give another look around his room, "You should really unpack this. We will not be living in an unkempt apartment!"

As she turned on her heel and began to retreat from the room, Damon just rolled his eyes and went about eating the rest of the cookie. "Why did I agree to move in with her again?" he asked himself before playing down and trying to check a couple more hours of sleep.

Knock knock. Stefan looked up from the papers in front of him as he sat at the kitchen counter he had just been mulling over. Pushing himself back and off of the stool, he headed to the door wondering who it could be. As far as he knew both him and Bonnie had decided today was their lazy day. Okay, so it was Bonnie's lazy day, and his day to go over papers he had to deal with before school. He had a little bit of a problem when it came to relaxing sometimes, Bonnie and Lexi often teasing him over this. It wasn't that Stefan didn't know how to relax or have fun, but he just sometimes preferred to actually be doing something.

As the door swung up, he was met with the blonde hair and blue eyes of his new neighbor. His new neighbor standing there with her hair up a messy bun, a dap of what he assumed was flour on her cheek given the plate of cookies she held up. "A peace offering after disturbing you and your-," she paused for a moment, instantly beginning to chew on her bottom lip before she continued her train of thought, "girlfriend?"

"Roommate," Stefan quickly corrected her – the response a little too fast out leaving his mouth if you asked him, which caused him to shake his head for a moment. It wasn't the first time someone assumed that Bonnie was his girlfriend since they lived together, but he rarely corrected them. Not that he had some underlying love for his roommate and friend, but he didn't bother to care what those people thought.

Caroline couldn't help but smile when he said the girl was his roommate, but then again why did it matter? She had told Damon she hadn't thought that he was cute and that was the truth, right? "Well, cookies for you and your roommate."

Realizing she was still standing out in the hallway, Stefan shook his head, "Why don't you come in?" He moved out the way and motioned for her to come inside before taking the cookies from her hand. "Did you and-,"

"My roommate Damon," She smiled as she glanced at him before looking around his place. Aside from the layout being reversed it was almost identical to her new apartment. "Listen, I am really sorry about this morning," she began to chew on her bottom lip again as she tugged on her fingers, "I just really wanted to get in moved early and unpacked as quick as possible."

Stefan nodded as he walked over to put the cookies down on the kitchen counter, "No it's totally fine! Honestly I didn't even know anyone was moving in until Bonnie woke me up," he chuckled before plucking one of the cookies off the plate and taking a bite of it. Humming in appreciation he smiled at her, "These are pretty good."

Her smiled widened when he stated they were good, "Yeah? I was a little worried since brand new oven and all that!"

"Stefan, who the hell are you talking to-," Bonnie walked down the hallway and stopped when she saw the new neighbor standing in the middle of their kitchen as Stefan munched away on some cookies she hadn't known they had.

"Caroline came to bring us cookies as an apology for the noise this morning," he held up the cookie before taking another bite and swallowing, "Isn't that nice of her?"

She narrowed her eyes at him, Stefan was being unusually nice and she wondered for a moment if she was in some bad episode of the twilight zone. Turning towards Caroline, she had an urge to make a remark about the noise once again, but then she stopped herself. "Thank you," she did like cookies after all, but she'd have to taste it first before she made her true decision on her feeling for the new blonde that lived next door. Stefan must have been reading her mind, because he picked up the plate and held it out for her to grab.

"They are really good."

"I guess I could have just one," Bonnie walked over and hesitated before taking a cookie. It wasn't like this girl was about to poison them. She found herself looking back at Caroline before finally taking a bite into the cookie. Then she took another bite, and a chuckle escaped Stefan's mouth as soon as she finished it and reached for another one, "These are fucking delicious!"

Caroline smiled proudly, "Thank you! Baking is one of hobbies."

Bonnie just nodded as she ate the second cookie, not unable to stop herself from grabbing a third. This wasn't going to make it easy to dislike this girl and she so wanted to dislike anyone who was associated with that man. Swallowing what was in her mouth, she leaned against the counter, "Are you and your boyfriend moving in okay? Or is it just you?" Not that she wanted to live next to that man's girlfriend, but it would be better than him living there as well.

"Well Damon is just my roommate, but it's the two of us," she smiled with a shrug, "And we've moving in quite well. Everything is pretty much unpacked and set up."

"Already?" Stefan was pretty impressed, when he and the girls had moved into the apartment it had taken them forever to unpack.

"Well Damon's room is not done and we are still waiting on a couple thing, but otherwise all packed and ready to live!" she smiled at them and fidgeted a little with her hands, "I just wanted to drop off the cookies and apologize, so I'll totally get out of your guys way."

"You don't have to go," Stefan told her, ignoring the glare he was getting from Bonnie, which he really hoped Caroline could not see.

The fact that he had said she didn't have to go caused Caroline to smile even wider, but she didn't want to overstay her welcome when she barely knew them, "I'm pretty tired, but I'll totally see you guys around! Maybe I'll drop off some more baked goods in the future."

"It was really nice meeting you, right Bonnie?" he shot her a look before turning back to Caroline and leading her to the door and opening it. "Thank you again for the cookies. I can return the plate when we're finished with it," he realized he sounded excited and he immediately wanted to kick himself. He wasn't blind, he knew this girl was gorgeous, but she was his neighbor. After Caroline said goodbye, Stefan closed the door and leaned against it. It took him a moment to notice Bonnie staring at him, "What?"

Pointing her finger at him she narrowed her eyes, "Do not sleep with her, Stefan Salvatore! We will not mingle with the enemy!"

Author's Note: So sadly I had fallen off the planet with writing for a while there due to real life. Work, moving, computer crashing causing me to lose my other stories and that just put me in a funk. I've been slowly working on this one for a bit and decided I would post the first chapter finally! I'd love to get some feedback! I'll probably be putting together a playlist on tumblr at some point. Which will be linked in my profile! Thanks for reading xox