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Half way through the next day at school and Stefan had finally came to the conclusion that his best friend was avoiding him. The three classes they did have together she had came to but had sat at least five seats away from him. It didn't take a genius to figure out something was going on between them and their friends were the first to take notice. Both Bonnie and Caroline had approached him and asked him what he had done to piss Elena off so much.

How was it always his fault? Sure he was the schools notorious playboy and known to have broken a few hearts.. but this time? This time his hands were clean. That's what I get for playing the good guy for a change I guess, he thought to himself. It was aggravating as hell to say the least.

It was the end of the day, the bell had rung and students started flooding out of school for the day. He'd had enough of being ignored though. Especially considering he felt like he wasn't in the wrong this time. Plus fighting with Elena just felt wrong.. he felt disconnected or something. Almost like his world felt upside down. Just because a girl was avoiding him. It was ridiculous. And it was about to end.

She was pulling books out of her locker so he didn't think she would see him when he approached her but not seconds after leaning against the locker next to hers she spoke sounding clearly irritated, "Stefan please. Give it rest. "

She looks around nervously to see if anyone was watching them before adding, "I don't feel like doing this with you right now."

"You can't avoid me forever, Elena."

"Oh yeah? Watch me.." she quirks an eyebrow before shutting her locker door and walking past him.

And that's exactly what she did. For five and a half days. Yeah he had counted. Elena hadn't come to her senses after taking some time to cool off and apologized like she always did. This time.. she had no choice in the matter. For the first time in his life Stefan was loving English class.


"Prom is in what.. a couple of days?" Mr. Henderson looks around his classroom with a raised brow.

"Two days and eight hours to be exact," Caroline Forbes pipes in flashing her biggest smile.

"Thank you Ms. Forbes. As I was saying prom is a big passage in one's life. Prom is the last big event before graduation and graduation is the first big stepping stone into the real world," he begins to pass out the class' nest assignment.

"I'm calling it My Un-Official Prom Date," he smiles before explaining the rest of the assignment by reading off the assignment he had just passed out.

"You will all be assigned an 'Un-Official Prom Date' who you will go to prom with un-officially of course and will share at least one dance with. But before all that you two will spend most of the next following days together. Get to know them and learn what they have planned after graduation. Doing so you will see.. will give you a little bit of insight on what you, your friends and classmates' future holds.." he pauses to glance around and sits down on the edge of his desk.

"I know prom is two days away and no one wants homework this week so I will be giving you until next Friday to write up a thousand word essay on it all," he laughs when he hears the groans in disapproval and grabs another piece of paper off his desk and starts reading off names from the list, pairing everyone off.

Stefan groans and slumps a bit in his chair, not really feeling the assignment himself. He was just thinking last night of skipping the whole thing all together and now it looks like he's not going to get that choice. But his thoughts on the subject change dramatically when he hears the next two names off his list.

"Stefan and.. Elena."

Smirking he turns his head to glance back at the brunette and he catches her rolling her eyes, clearly irritated with their new assignment.

It wasn't like she could avoid him, Stefan decided. She was after all stuck with him. It was obvious that she was planning on dodging him for as long as she could, and now it looked like that 'long as she could' was a bit shorter than she had probably hoped. Oh well. It wasn't like it was his fault the teacher paired them up together. But he was sure she would somehow find a way to blame him. He could take the yelling. Yelling was good. As long as she was yelling at him, she wasn't ignoring him, and pretending like he didn't exist.


He'd been reading the latest Steinback novel when he heard his phone go off. Furrowing his brow, he picks up his phone and reads her text, letting him know she's coming over to work on their assignment. Oh shit. This was it. This was his chance to win her friendship back. He wasn't about to screw it up.

He refused to lose his best friend. She was far too important him to him to not have in his life. Why he had just straightened up his room and jumped in the shower real quick before she got there, was beyond him. She was afterall just a friend, he reminded himself. It wasn't like she was his new 'flavor of the week'. He had heard the whispers around school of him being the new Casanova. Even though he wasn't too thrilled about always being gossiped about, he couldn't exactly say that a majority of the the things being said weren't true.

He's pretty sure he's never smiled so wide in his life as he does when he hears the door bell. It's annoying as hell to say the least.

He answers the door wearing nothing but a towel. Her sharp intake of breath along with the blush in her cheeks doesn't go unnoticed, and he can't help but smirk at her knowingly.

She rolls her eyes, pushes herself right past him and heads straight for his living room.

When he makes it into the living room he finds her already sitting on his couch, writing notes down into her notebook, no doubt about the assignment. She has always been all business type girl. And he realizes he kind of loves that about her.

"Could you like.. put some pants on or something. It's a little distracting."

"Ahh. She speaks.." he opens his mouth again to add something but before he gets the chance she interrupts him.

"I know that might be the attire for your normal study dates Salvatore, but I'm not like those other girls."

"Why do you always have to assume the worse of me?" he lifts an eyebrow curiously, "I'm not a horrible guy you know. We are actually best friends if I remember correctly."

"Were," she mumbles quietly but it doesn't go unheard.

Her words sting a little more than he wishes to admit. So he just shrugs and goes upstairs to his room to change. At this point, he's not really sure what can repair the damage, or even if their frienship is savagable at all. He's not really sure about anything anymore if he's being completely honest with himself.


Elena reads through their assignment. There's a worksheet to be filled out for every day spent with their 'prom date'. The first one is just a series of questions, it seems easy enough, so she begins to fill it out.

Describe your date using three words.

Insufferable, INFURIATING and persistent.

She almost underlines the second adjective twice just for good measure.

Name at least one redeeming quality (or something positive) your date has going for them.

He has good hair.

"What's so funny?"

She looks up from the piece of paper she's been jotting down things on and quickly shuts her folder on it, "Nothing."

The smile or smirk or whatever was there just seconds before is long gone and in it's place is a scowl he's growing quite accustom to.

"Oh come on it can't be that hard to smile and laugh when I'm in the same room. Is it?"

"Or maybe.. you're just trying to hide the fact that you still want me," he's smirking now. Big time.

She thinks about crossing out persistent and jotting in the word cocky instead. She almost does.

She stands up to leave but not before handing him a folder she had composed for him with their assignment in it, along with the worksheets he needs to fill out himself, "Fill out the first worksheet in the stack of papers, it's for today.."

She walks past him and heads for the door, but turns around before she actually leaves, "I'll see you at prom, Stefan."

And she smiles at him. She actually fucking smiles at him. A smile he's wanted to see for days. One he was beginning to think he would never see directed at him or for him. He's pretty sure that goofy grin of his that appears the second she closes his door.. it never leaves his face for the rest of the day.