edited again; January 8th, 2011.

uhhh, whatever problems were in here were fixed. thankyou, to the kind reviewer who pointed out the mistakes.

djaskldjslak i thought i edited it out. ;_; mybadmybad. okay, yeah. if there's any other errors, drop a PM or review or something. ..

Edit: December 27, 2010:

I'd like to point out that MOST of what's new in this chapter was written by Vanessa. jussayin'

[ aka she demanded credit ] ffff. 8D

Warnings: Language. 'Cause Vanessa curses like hell. (My bad.) And apparently Laycee does too. gg.

Yes, there are OCs. And I'll admit it right now, they ARE self-inserts. I'm sorry. But c'est la vie. I hope this doesn't dissuade any one from reading our story, silly humour and serious moments and all.

Note; Follows TV show ONLY

Disclaimer: We do not own Vampire Diaries. In any way, shape or form. (Vanessa's sad. Suck it up.)

And so we go fowards!

C'est la Vie: KBye.

Lunch came quickly enough. And by 4th period Elena had heard enough about the two new girls to last a couple of days. After English Bonnie had come over to her, apologetic; she had found out from a more reliable source, i.e. Laycee, that the girls were both stepsisters, not cousins. Elena quickly forgave her, telling her that it was Caroline's fault, not hers.

Speaking of Caroline, she was leaning against a wall outside of the cafeteria, arms crossed, head held high and back, chest out. When Elena passed by with Bonnie, she smirked, held Elena's gaze for a couple of second, and walked away.

Bonnie rolled her eyes at Caroline's back. "C'mon. Ignore her," she said and ushered Elena into the lunchroom.

Elena looked around, brown eyes searching for the new girls. She saw Jeremy towards the left side of the cafeteria; he was walking out the door. Elena figured that he was going to get his hourly drug dose. She sighed and then spotted Laycee. She walked towards the taller girl, intent on getting her to find her sister so that they could eat lunch already.

"Did your sister tell you?" She said, reaching the girl and smiling her Queen Bee smile.

Laycee stared at her, "Uh, no. Was she supposed to tell me something?"

Elena frowned, but quickly masked it up. "Yeah, I asked her to eat lunch with us today and she said she'd go tell you."

The raven haired girl shook her head, exasperated, "That's Vanessa alright. Sorry about this, she's forgetful sometimes."

Elena smiled again, "That's fine. Let's go sit down though, okay? I'm sure Vanessa will find us later."

She walked away to her usual table, scowling. Laycee raised an eyebrow at Elena's retreating back before she shrugged and followed the brunette girl to a large table in the center of the cafeteria.

Laycee could practically feel the envious glares of many people around the room as she sat down next to a red-haired girl that she remembered seeing in History at the table. She twitched slightly under the intense gaze of at least half the people in the lunch room. 'Dear lord,' she thought, 'If you want my spot so badly I'll gladly trade with you.'

Elena heard Laycee sigh heavily, but ignored her. She instead turned to Stefan, who had recently reached the table. As she chatted happily to him, she saw Vanessa walk through the Cafeteria out of the corner of her eye.

Laycee also saw and rolled her eyes. "Finally," she muttered.

Vanessa looked around for her sister and Elena, before she found them and walked over with a sheepish smile. She sat down next to Bonnie and a girl with blue highlights in her hair.

"Sorry," she said, sitting down across from Laycee and nearly slamming her Skelanimals lunchbox on the table. "I got lost."

Laycee shook her head and went back to her lunch.

Elena smiled at the brunette girl, "Glad you could finally join us."

Vanessa blushed, but her eye twitched once Elena's back was turned. Lunch passed by soon, and when everyone was shuffling out of the double doors to their 5th period class, Elena stopped Vanessa with a hand on her arm.

"So," she said, "the Christmas dance is coming up soon, and we really need more people on the Committee. I was wondering if you could help us."

"Uh, sure." She paused. "In my old school me and Laycee were on student council. So we like—."

"That's great I'll see you there." Elena cut in.

"Somebody needs an attitude change." Vanessa muttered after Elena had walked away. She shuffled down the hall, heading toward whatever her next class was. The day dragged on and it was soon time to leave. Scouring the parking lot for her sister, she headed towards the Smart Car.

"LAYCEEEEEEE." Vanessa launched herself on her sister, hugging/tackling her.

"Hey Ness," The taller girl detangled her from the short girl.

"How was your day? Did you have any classes with the bitch? Ugh, some girls were comparing her looks to mine in Spanish class. Like, are we the only brunette/brown eyed tan skinned girls here? Ugh, whatever, how was your day?" By the time Vanessa's rant was over they were already halfway out of the parking lot.

"My day was fine, Mystic High is boring. OH, AND THEN THE EXTREME lack of Asians, pisses me off. But, the place seems okay. V, you spot any fuckable guys?" Laycee sent the brunette a side-ways wink.

"Not really, no. No Asians ANYWHERE. But there were a few guys with some high potential. Do you think I should go for a boyfriend this year?" The short girl's head bopped up and down to the Kesha CD that was playing. (i.e: danced and jumped up and down)

"Uhh, why not? Better than secretely lusting after a guy. I mean, the entire hide your feelings thing that's been going on for the last few years hasn't really worked out, so…" Laycee paused. "What did Elena tell you after lunch?"

Vanessa wasn't even going to question how/why she had known that she and Elena had talked. It was Laycee we're talking about… "Something with student council, I think, we're roped into helping out with something. Meh." Sigh.

When they arrived at the Salvatore Mansion, Vanessa grumbled.

"You don't think Elena will be in there, do you?" She frantically searched for any extra cars, when she was assured that no unwanted guests were around, she ran to catch up with her sister.

Once in the mansion, the sisters went their separate ways. Vanessa skipped to her room to blast some music, Kesha, undoubtedly. While dearest Laycee shuffled to the couch with her laptop to read some FanFiction, yaoi, you see?

The rest of the day dragged on and soon Vanessa found herself wandering the halls aimlessly. Thoughts of doing her homework floating around her head, but obviously they were shot down. Yeah, homework, it wasn't happening. Try again in a few hours.

The mansion was pretty big. .. Then again, it was a mansion. It had to be big. She remembered something Laycee had said about not wandering around. She said Zack's good will wouldn't apply anymore if she broke some priceless artifact. After all, Zack was only letting them stay at the Salvatore estate because of connections with her aunt and uncle; at least, until the school year ended or the two sisters somehow managed to scrounge up the money to rent their own apartment. … Like that was ever going to happen. Speaking of Zack, where was that guy, anyway? Vanessa hadn't seen him since the day he had given her the key to the house. Her best bet was that he was too busy working out at her aunt's gym. He was looking a little flubby the last time she had seen him. Vanessa snorted, and it was a very undignified snort. But hey, who could blame her.

At that second she heard a voice behind her, she turned her head towards the noise. When she looked forward she bumped into something hard. Her eyes registered a black fabric in front of her bleary vision. She took a shaky step back and slowly looked up. Her face felt so hot she felt sure it could burn hotter than Venus. She was stunned; he was godlike with perfect blackish brown hair with a wild bad boy look to his whole stature. He had a curious look on his face and his head was slightly tilted to the left side. Vanessa's immediate reaction when seeing a good looking guy was to freeze up and stare. At the most inconvenient times too, goddamn.

There was silence. .. Obviously, the guy was waiting for her to say something.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled. Her mind cursed her for forgetting. He glowered at her, apparently irritated. Vanessa felt her mind go blank when he pushed her slightly and walked away.

She stood still for a couple of seconds, in shock, until her brain started working again. Once it did she turned around on the spot and planted her hands on her hips. She glared at the other's retreating back and shouted, "HEY! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"

Apparently, being an asshole reduced your hotness level by like, a billion, in Vanessa's mind. Maybe that's why she rarely got hitched. Still, the guy was attractive enough for her breath to catch in her throat.

The man stopped and looked over his shoulder at her, an eyebrow raised. When he saw her furious flush he turned around fully and smirked at her. (+1 Attractiveness) This only caused Vanessa to get angrier and she scowled at him.

"Oh I'm sorry," he said sarcastically, "But I thought that you were the one who bumped into me." With that he resumed walking away from the brunette girl. (-482304832048392084 for Asshole-ism)

Vanessa's eye twitched. "I SAID I WAS SORRY DIDN'T I? YOU ASSHOLE!" she screamed at his retreating back.

Swiveling back around, she stalked back to her room, muttering angrily about damn rude strangers.

Heyyguysss, yeah, we're majorly editing this. I don't think either of us was happy with the direction our story was going.. or .. not going.

uhm. idk. ANYWAY.

uhmdsjakdajd. MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR.

i'm done.

Laycee out -