Smells like teen spirit 2

'Ok Ruby, right hand on green.' Stefan called lazily from his position of leisure on the couch. The rather intense game of twister that was being played out on top of the coffee table in front of him had become quite twisted indeed, with many limbs entangled, and bodies curving over and around each other as the eight young girls, around collage age, were trying to stretch to the allotted circles. The one called Ruby wound her arm through someone else's leg, accidentally tripping a blonde girl in the process. 'Oh no, Annabelle fell down!' Stefan cried in mock horror. 'Your out Annabelle, you know what that means.' Annabelle hopped off the table and offered Stefan her wrist, her punishment for falling. 'Thank you sweetheart,' he took her wrist, grasping it as tight as a iron shackles would, then his fangs came out and his jaw clamped down on her skin. Annabelle winced a little at the pain as Stefan fed but otherwise remained motionless. Stefan's craving increased as he latched unto her arm with both hands and let his fangs dig deeper into her vein.

'Is this what Klaus had in mind when he compelled you to protect Elena?'The voice came suddenly as Stefan had been too consumed to notice the new figure enter the room, but as he tore himself away from his breakfast gasping for air, he found his brother pouring himself a glass of Bourbon behind the counter. 'Hello brother, you want a sip?' Stefan offered Annabelle's wrist to Damon who shook his head. Stefan dismissed Annabelle with the flick of his wrist and wiped the blood from his mouth.

'So, what's with the entourage?' Damon asked, indicating to the women crouched on the table.

'These ladies are helping me, be all that I can be.' Stefan explained, lounging back comfortably into the couch.

'Of course they are.' Damon looked at the women again and was taken aback when he recognised a brunette who was predominately situated on the yellow side of the mat. 'Is that Hazel?' He asked his brother as he took a swig from his glass.

'Oh good, you know each other. That means we can skip the awkward introductions.' Stefan replied. Damon was staring in disbelief from the helpless sorority girls, to his brother's bemused expression and lazy posture. What has happened to the Stefan Mystic Falls had grown to know and love? He wondered to himself. Granted it had taken Damon some time to understand Stefan's bizarre fondness for humanity, but he couldn't believe that he was actually missing his bunny eating brother.

'Don't you have anywhere else to be?' He demanded. Stefan checked his watch and gasped.

'You're right.' He jumped up from the couch pulling the same expression the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland had. 'I'm going to be late for school!' He skipped out of the parlour feeling Damon's curious gaze on his back as he jumped out of view. Damon had just turned his back when Stefan's head peeped back into view. 'Hey, could you do me a favour and get rid of the entourage; they were starting to get on my nerves, thank you.' Before Damon could argue Stefan was gone and running up the stairs to his attic of a room.

Stefan was almost finished changing his shirt for school when he sensed another presence in the room. 'I thought you left with Klaus.' He thought aloud. He turned around to face the beautiful blonde he had once loved who was sitting casually on the window sill looking into the room. Rebekah was wearing a sky blue halter neck top with denim shorts, her golden hair had been braided and was falling carefully down her spine.

'No.' Rebekah replied in her thick British accent. 'Klaus wanted me to stay behind and keep an eye on his Hybrid. I couldn't resist dropping by to see where you live' She gracefully slid off the window sill and started to shift through everything Stefan had collected on his desk.

'Why didn't Klaus just leave him with me?' Stefan asked.

'Because he still doesn't trust you, he's worried that you might kill Tyler. It's the same reason he doesn't trust me with your precious doppelganger. He knows if I was left to my own devices she'd be dead.' Announced Rebekah who had conveniently managed to find a picture of Elena under a pile of books, 'I really don't understand what you see in her, she's vermin.' She paused to glare at the picture, then continued her rant, apparently not noticing Stefan's complete lack of interest. 'You know she's not even that pretty.' She concluded and then added, 'Stefan are you listening to me?' When Stefan continued to ignore her.

Stefan looked up at the mention of his name. 'What? Er no I wasn't what were you saying?' He asked innocently.

'What are you packing for?' She demanded as she dropped the photo and walked over to him.

'School, it's the first day of senior year.' He informed her.

'Why are you going to school?'

'How else am I going to watch over Elena?'

Rebekah pouted. 'You don't need to stalk her 24/7 you know.'

'Still a little jealous are we?' A wide smile broke out unto Stefan's face then. Two girls were head over heels in love with him, how could life get better?

'Maybe.' Rebekah allowed, shrugging the comment off.

Stefan traced the shape of her face with his hand, whispering softly to her, 'You don't need to be Rebekah.' Rebekah loved the way his lips formed her name. For some reason it also sounded better from his voice then it did anyone else's. She closed her eyes to enjoy the tease, at least until he grabbed her by the throat and flung her into the bookshelf with a loud SMACK. 'I really couldn't give a damn about either of you.' He told her. She raised herself back up, tall and proud as she huffed.

'Fine be that way Stefan, you'll sarcome to my ways eventually.' She marched back over, her stiletto's thumping against the wood.

'Really? Why so?' Stefan inquired, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

'Because everybody always does.' She spoke the truth of course, nobody was able to hate her forever, not even Niklaus. Stefan chose to ignore the comment however, and was half way out the door when she added, 'If your going to that pointless hellhole they call a school then so am I.'

'I'll give you a ride.' Stefan offered.

'And while I'm here I'm going to need a place to stay. You don't happen to have a spare room in this big house do you?'

'We have six to be exact, you can take your pick.' He held the door open for her, gesturing for her to leave first. Rebekah beamed, dancing over to the doorway and actually throwing her arms around his neck as she practically squealed with excitement. 'We, are going to have so much fun living together!' She told him.

'Yippee can't wait.'