AN: Dedicated to Valkyrie-ShapeShifter666 for suggesting this perspective. This one is from Tina Fell, AKA the girl in the pagent whose name ws called before Caroline's. She was there, she saw the dance. And even if she doesn't know Elena or Damon or Stefan she can still see their dance.

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Jealous

Oh wow. That's not Stefan Salvatore. It's Damon. I mean, I don't really know either of them, but the town has been awash with rumors since they came to town. I mean they're both absolutely gorgeous, so of course everybody's talking about them.

Stefan had become a bit a football star from word of mouth, people who had seen him practice regaled the the student body with stories of his apparently amazing catches, dodges, and runs. And Damon is a different kind of star: tales of his cool sexiness and incredible sexual prowess had run rampant after his tryst with Caroline. These were Mystic Falls newest, hottest catches. And, apparently, they both had a thing for Elena Gilbert.

Bitch.

I don't mean that. It's just. She had Matt by the mouth from diapers. Then Stefan only had eyes for her, ignoring the rest of Mystic Falls High's female population. And now, it would seem, she's snagged Damon too. It's not fair. How come Elena gets all the good guys? Though, from what I've heard Damon is only a good guy for her.

And looking at him now, with her. I can believe it. There is just the slightest air of "I could kill you if I wanted to" swirling around him. Just the slightest darkness hidden in surprisingly beautiful icy blue eyes. I can believe that he is not a good person. I can believe the horror stories circulating about the multitude of girls leaving the Salvatore boarding house with dark bleeding bruises and smilely grins. Funny how Stefan was never considered suspect.

But watching Damon dance with Elena in Stefan's stead (where is he anyway?), the ominous yet playful quality of the older Salvatore has mysteriously disappeared. In it's place is this soft, almost vulnerable look. A gentle smile on his face. Pure unadulterated love shinning in his blue depths. I look into the eyes of my own boyfriend. He's not looking at me like that.

And I'm jealous. I want someone to look at me like he's looking at her. Like his world would end if I wasn't in it. I want to look at someone like she's looking at him. Like the sky could be falling down around our heads and it wouldn't matter because I was with him.

I want what Elena has.

But, then, I probably don't. Because she's still dating Stefan. The school would have exploded with news if they had broken up. And I saw the way she was with him at practice yesterday. They're still together, still in love. Even if it's blatantly obvious she's absolutely in love with his brother too. And that's a situation I don't envy. A love triangle of the messiest order.