Fair warning to those who... look down upon swearing and cussing, I use them in stories as casual conversation. Thats why the T rating. Also this is my first fanfic so I'd love it if you didn't completely make me want to crawl into a corner, post review. If you even want to review it. Im a spazz. Enjoy the story it will get longer, unless it is that bad. Oh God, insecurities; a girl's worst nightmare. -k.

(Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries, just my own character, Levy)

Chapter One:

She got off the bus in the dead of night. It was improper for a teenage girl to be traveling alone, but Levy knew that this town would be different. Mystic Falls was a special place and for now it was a safe haven. Her safe haven, Levy sighed.

It had been a long time since she felt this relieved. The other people exiting the bus shivered as they pulled on their jackets and Levy took notice that her wearing nothing but a purple tank top and shorts was odd.

She pulled her leather jacket over her shoulders and stalked down the street with her black duffle bag in hand. The wind whipped her hair around her head and the clenching of her stomach made her grimace in pain. God, was she hungry.

She hadn't eaten for days because of that stupid bus ride and her last meal had been less than satisfactory. She took a few more steps before the pain in her stomach made her hand grip the skin there, instinctively.

With her jaw set she dropped the duffle bag and had her eyes search the streets. All of the passengers on that bus had disappeared by now and it made her feel lonely. Especially since she came to this town without a good idea of where she was staying tonight. "Good going, Levy," she muttered to herself.

The sound of shallow breathing behind her made Levy snap back to reality. She whipped around to see nothing, but when a dark figure hidden behind the leaves in a tree caught her eye, she couldn't focus her eyes in time before it was gone.

Levy was about to pursue the figure, but she heard the crunching of gravel underneath a car's wheel beside her. She thought nothing of it until a gentle voice addressed her.

"Hey uh, do you need a ride or something?" a young boy no older than eighteen years old asked her. She smirked seeing his baby blue eyes first nearly melting in them. Hot, she thought. Then she saw his beat up pickup truck. An honest soul was offering her a ride.

"I'd love a ride, but the thing is that I don't really know where I'm going," she chuckled darkly.

Levy picked up her duffle bag and started walking down the street again unknowingly having the boy follow her slowing his car to her pace. "Well I mean I can drop you off at the Grill if you need to call someone."

Levy rolled her eyes. Not only did people here offer some good ole hospitality, but also they went out of their way to do it. This kid was too nice and she was going to break him too easily if he hung around her. In good faith she held up her cell phone in perfect working condition shaking her head.

"It was a nice offer though, thank you," Levy said genuinely.

"So you're just going to walk to wherever you're going dressed like that in the middle of the night?" he asked. You just don't give up do you, Levy thought. She turned to him stopping herself mid-stride.

She looked down at her outfit. She really did look like some lost hooker, no wonder this boy felt obligated to help her out. She grinned cheekily at him seeing that there was no getting rid of him now.

"I guess I could use that ride then."

She opened his passenger side door dropping her duffle bag in, then plopping herself down into the seat. "I'm Matt. Matt Donovan," he said extending a large muscular hand towards her. She shook it trying to keep herself from grinning at the stupidity of this boy to just trust her. "Levy," she smiled.

Matt started the car as Levy sat back playing with the lapis lazuli ring on her index finger.
Matt figured that if Levy were new to town then she would want something to eat. In all honesty, she felt starved and held her stomach in pain trying her damnedest to hide it from Matt.

He was the first friend that she had made since coming here and didn't need to give him a reason to come after her with torches and pitchforks.

The Grill, as Matt had called it, wasn't like any bar that she had been to before. It was surrounded with teenagers and an open bar wasn't very normal.

"A bar in the middle of a restaurant?" Levy asked.

"Mystic Falls isn't your average place," Matt chuckled opening the door for her.

She could tell. Levy shrugged off her jacket and held her duffle bag. A hum of conversation went around when Levy walked in with Matt. She focused on a group of three girls huddled together heads close talking. She listened to their conversation when she heard the blonde say Matt's name.

"I mean who dresses like that? It's not even her color," the blonde said snippy. She could already tell that they weren't going to get along.

The other two girls looked over catching Levy's glare that soon softened into a small smile. No need to make enemies.

"Maybe she's new here, Care. I mean we don't even know anything about her," the girl sitting across from the blonde defended. Now we are definitely going to get along. Levy felt a smirk pull at her lips from hearing them converse so openly.

The two continued to argue as the third girl with fair olive toned skin looked over to the bar. Her eyes were longing and Levy couldn't figure out what the hell she was looking at until she spotted him herself.

A lone man who was sitting at the bar drinking his problems away. A noticeable age difference between the two made her grin devilishly. She's been in this town all of five minutes and she already knows the juiciest gossip. Still considering herself young at heart, she grabbed Matt's arm lightly making the blonde barely voice her opinion of them at a normal volume before her friend shot her a look.

"So are we going to grab a table or what?" she whispered in his ear. She could almost feel the shivers that she sent down his spine, but all in good fun. Matt nodded grinning at her as he went straight for the trio's table.

The girl who was looking at the man in the bar stool, stood up making both of her friends look at her and pay less attention to the two approaching their table. "I'm going to go talk to him," she said briskly walking away before either friend could object.

"Matt this table looks taken," Levy coughed awkwardly trying to get their attention. The blonde looks up to her then to Levy's hand on his arm. Her glare is unmistakable even though it was too quick for Matt to catch. The other one, however, looked to Levy and smiled warmly.

"Oh," Matt said quietly," Well we can go sit somewhere else if you want." She smiled at his offer feeling a little guilty. He was such a nice guy and Levy felt horrible that she was putting him in an awkward situation with his friends... if that's what they were. "No, please. Sit," the blonde offered, her eyes staying on her.

Matt went to another table to grab Levy a chair and the blonde smiled at her for the first time since she stepped through the door.

"I'm Caroline Forbes," she introduced herself holding her hand out.

Levy took it shaking her hand feeling her arm tense, but she let go easily. She had a power behind her that wasn't fitting for a girl her size. Levy's nose twitched as she smirked unfazed by her. "Levy," she introduced confidently.

"I'm Bonnie," the blonde's friend spoke up from the other side of Levy still smiling. Levy turned and returned her smile. Matt came up behind her and pushed her into her chair.

She grinned a 'thank you' to him causing the blonde to look at her with more distaste from before. Levy smiled at her, already feeling that she was making an enemy as she dropped her duffle bag to the ground by her chair.

"Is the food good here? Cause I'm starving."