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Putting my anti-Elena feelings to the side I focused on Damon.

"Is there a hotel or bed & breakfast around here somewhere?" I assumed that since this fictional town was now real it had to have all the amenities. I noticed the three look at each other before Damon spoke.

"No bed & breakfast but we got a boarding house." Damon said. My head began to spin. He actually just asked me to stay at the Salvatore boarding house. I honestly could not breathe but I pulled it together.

"How much is it a night?" I asked knowing that free should be his answer, because they let any and everything stay in that damn place.

"How about $100, a night." Damon said.

"How about no!" I answered. There was no way I was paying that much to stay in a place with no housekeeping, no turn down service and no on-site restaurant. "Boarding houses are notoriously sketchy. And run by either old women who incessantly mother or skeevy old dudes trying to scheme on coeds. I'll pass. My car would be better than some flea infested boarding house." I said. I was pretty sure I had gotten myself a free stay but it remains to be seen.

"You drive a hard bargain. You can stay for free. I have an in with the owner. He's not scheming on coeds they usually come to him." he said raising his eyebrows on his forehead.

"I'm sure." I said sarcastically. I knew he was right though. "Thanks for the free stay. Where is this place?" While I knew what the boarding house looked like I had no idea how to get there. They don't pass out driving instructions during TV shows.

"Um, Jeremy will show you." Damon said pointing at the younger Gilbert. I turned in my seat to follow his pointing hand. When I laid eyes on Jeremy Gilbert I tried hard not to roll my eyes. I don't have much time for him other than to stare at how insanely attractive he is. Damon must have seen the look in my eyes. "No, no hands off. He's taken and you're not the kind of girl he cheats with. You have a pulse." he said the last part under his breath but I heard him probably because I was thinking the same thing. "Jeremy, come here." Damon beckoned him.

"What Damon? I'm working." he asked annoyed. It's too bad I hate him, he is hot. Oh well Bonnie's too good for him.

"This is Claudette. She's staying at the boarding house. Show her where it is. I'll smooth things over with your boss." Damon said in that quasi authoritative voice that's slightly patronizing and completely douchy. Jeremy rolled his eyes at him but turned to me.

"I'm Jeremy Gilbert. I guess we'll be roomies for awhile." he said holding his hand out to me. I shook it because there was no need to be mean to him just because I hated that he was with Bonnie. Who I can't wait to meet. Is it wrong that I just want to be her friend? I don't think it's wrong.

"Hi, I'm Claudette. Do you pay $100, a night or is that just something he charges strangers?" I asked.

"It's just something he said to be a dick." Jeremy reassured me. He turned to Damon then, "what are you even doing here? I thought you and my sister were working things out." he inquired. His tone reminded me that Jeremy wasn't that big a fan of Dullena either. I have a few things in common with Jeremy Gilbert. I tend to forget them because of his relationship status with Bonnie. One he thinks the whole Damon/Elena dynamic is played, two he loves and appreciates Matt Donovan and three when he's not cheating on her he thinks Bonnie is the best thing walking.

"Your sister and I have decided to take a break. I had two options. Come here and enlist the sympathetic ear of my neighborhood
bartender or find something to eat. Lucky for you (this he said looking at me) I chose the bartender." Damon told Jeremy. Jeremy helped me off my bar stool and led me outside.

"Where's your car?" he asked. I pointed and he opened my car door. Once he was inside he told me to go through town and make a left.

"Is everything ok? I didn't mean to cause a problem." I said.

"You didn't. Damon's just a dick." he said. We didn't say anything else for the entire ride. We're here." he said.
I looked out my window and was awestruck. The boarding house is massive and beautiful and breathtaking. I followed Jeremy inside not quite ready for the luxury. Something really does get lost through the TV even in HD. Another thing that gets lost through the TV is how absolutely gorgeous Stefan Salvatore is. He is, I can't even describe!

"Hello, I'm Stefan." he said offering his hand. I shook it and forget to speak.

"Hi, I'm Claudette." I said stammering like a fool. I really need to get it together.

"It's nice to meet you. Are you a friend of Jeremy's?" he inquired.

"Oh, no. I'm new in town. Damon told me I could stay here." I told him honestly.

"Why?" he asked and he did that broody eyebrow thing and I almost died but I held it together.

"I don't know. This town doesn't have a hotel so he said I could stay here instead of sleeping in my car." I tried to act annoyed. But it was hard because I knew he was trying to protect me. Me a stranger he never met. Damon maybe close to the mark when he calls him St. Stefan.

"I apologize. I'm Damon's brother and I can't ever remember him being so helpful. Come on I'll show you to your room." Stefan said as he carried my bag upstairs. I followed him upstairs and into the room. I cast my eyes around the room landing on the huge bed. So every room in this house has a bed made for, I should probably get my mind out of the gutter. Let me know if I can get you anything." Stefan said before shutting the door behind him.

I fell back on the bed and it was like sinking into a cloud. I checked out the bathroom, it was awesome. The tub wasn't as big as Damon's but it was still all kinds of awesome. I pulled out my phone again and scanned the contacts. It was strange. I didn't recognize any of the names. But my strange contact list was clearly not my biggest worry. I needed to figure out how I got to Mystic Falls when last Thursday I'd watched it on TV. I wasn't sure how I was going to figure it out but I knew I had to try.