So it's been over a month since my last chapter. I'm sorry about that. I had a huge research paper due and then I got a really bad case of writer's block because I had to switch characters and then I had to catch up on Doctor Who for the 50 anniversary (which was brilliant!) and then it was Thanksgiving... it just got really out of hand and this chapter has been half written for a really long time. We finally get to see Sookie Forbes (sorry in advance if I call her Caroline at some point. I kept doing that while writing the chapter). I hope you enjoy! As usual I own nothing.

Sookie POV

My alarm clock broke the silence of the empty house, well nearly empty house. I was still there, of course, catching a few more vacation z's. Summer had just officially ended.

I rolled over with a groan and slammed my hand down on the snooze button.

Can I call in sick today? It wouldn't be too hard to call the office and pretend to be my mother saying that I'd gotten the flu or died.

I sighed. No, I couldn't skip school. Not on the first day at least. This was going to be MY year and I had to make the right impression right away. And that meant being there on the first day. You can't make an impression if you're not there! Not to mention the fact that skipping class was a totally irresponsible thing to do.

I forced myself to get out of bed before I could fall back asleep. Feeling the cold hardwood floor touch my bare feet helped to wake me up some more.

I sighed again fumbled for the off switch on my alarm. It was the first time I had used it since June.

I slid my feet into my favorite pair of slippers and made my way into the kitchen to get some breakfast.

I poured myself a bowl of cereal, turned on the TV, and switched on the news so that I would have a little company while I ate my breakfast. I was all alone in the house this morning, just like I had been practically all summer. My mom was practically married to her job as sheriff so she was only ever at home to sleep, eat dinner, and yell at me to do my chores.

A few years ago my dad had left my mom for someone else… a male someone else… I had been fine with it (him being gay, not the divorce) but my mom hadn't. She seemed to think that somehow it was her fault, that she had failed in some way as a wife and that's why he had left her for a man. And my mother did not deal well with failure. As compensation she threw herself into her work.

She was a wonderful sheriff but a pretty lousy mother if you asked me. The times I saw her for more than thirty seconds always ended in fights. She was never home and when she was she was always in a bad mood. I don't think she could stand to be in the house or around me because it brought back memories of my dad. Heck, I could barely stand it myself.

As a result my mornings, like this one, were lonely because she usually left for work about an hour before I woke up.

As much as it made me sad it had its advantages. I didn't get any "Now make sure the laundry is done before I get home from work" kind of instructions, I could wear whatever I wanted and she would never know, I could sleep in late (even if it meant be late to class), I could blast my music (which she hated), and I could generally be left alone to get ready my way

Something on the news caught my interest. A guy named Darren Malloy and his girlfriend Brooke Fenton had been found dead on the highway a few miles outside of Mystic Falls. It had been some kind of animal attack.

They better not cancel the bonfire because of this! I thought. I felt a little bad for the couple but honestly I had more important stuff to think about. Like what I was going to wear today. It had to be stellar but not knock out gorgeous. That had to be saved for the second week when everyone else had already worn their new clothes.

I finished my cereal, washed my bowl, and rushed upstairs to get ready.

About an hour later I was walking down the school hallway when I spotted Elena. She and I had been best friends since kindergarten and I hadn't seen her all summer. In fact practically no one had seen her all summer. Her parents had died the previous spring so all of us had given her space to grieve.

I rushed over to her and hugged her. I wanted desperately for her to be okay and to help her if she wasn't.

"Oh my gosh! Elena! How are you?" I gushed. "It's so good to see you!"

I turned to Bonnie before Elena could say anything. I knew that Elena would say she was fine even if she wasn't. That just who she was. "The silent martyr" and all that Twilight, Bella Swan, "Don't let them see me hurt" bull crap. Bonnie would give me the truth.

"Sookie, I'm right here…" Elena said annoyed. "And I'm fine, thank you."

I was not about to buy that. She was about as fine as my dad was straight.

"Really?" I said

"Yes." She replied, a little too quickly. "Much better."

"Oh you poor thing!" I said hugging her again.

Letting her go I took a step back. "Okay. See you guys later?"

They nodded and I quickly strode off.

My mood elevated as my sense of purpose took hold. This year was going to be amazing and I was going to make it that way. I was going to get Elena through her tough time (even if she went kicking and screaming), I was going to get straight A's, and I was going to become queen bee (Tiki watch out!). Like I said: this year was going to be MY year.

A few minutes later I was at my locker getting my books for my morning classes. I had been texting Sam, one of the girls on the dance committee with me, about the upcoming elections for committee president when out of the corner of my eye I saw someone come out of the office. I looked up and discovered that this someone was actually a new kid. And boy did he make an impression!

I don't know about tall but he is definitely dark and handsome!

My eyes took in everything from his leather jacket to the brooding expression on his face.

A little moody looking… not my usual type… but hey! New guy! And he's hot! Maybe I'll have better luck with him than the guys who saw me go through my awkward phase!

I now had a new goal to add to my list: land the new guy.

I started to follow him so that I could talk with him before any of the other girls, but he suddenly stopped, or rather, ran into someone. Someone who just happened to be none other than Elena Gilbert.

My thoughts became somewhat enraged and a little chaotic.

Of course! Now he's going to fall for her just like all of the other guys at this school! What the heck does she have that I don't? I'm just as pretty! Aren't I? I'm just as popular! (I think) I have better grades and am more involved with everything! But it's always Elena! Everyone always picks Elena! Ugh!

I forced myself to turn around before I cause a scene. Her parents had just died so I didn't want to cause her trouble by creating drama in the hallway. But she was not going to take the new guy off the market before I had had my shot at him. I was going to have to find a way to get to him without hurting her feelings. Hopefully blondes were more his type.

I gathered up my books and walked to my first class. The rest of my day was spent trying to gather as much information on this guy as I could, which wasn't hard. In this school gossip, especially about new kids, spread like wild fire.

"His name is Stefan Salvatore, he lives with his uncle up at the old Salvatore Boarding House, he hasn't lived here since he was a kid (military family so they moved around a lot), he's a Gemini, and his favorite color is blue." I gushed to Bonnie. We had met up for dinner at the Mystic Grill, which was sadly the only place in town worth hanging out at.

"You got all of that in one day?" Bonnie asked skeptically.

"Please! I got all that between third and fourth period! We're planning a June wedding." I joked as I walked away to go get us a table.

After about half an hour of waiting we finally sat down (the Grill was really busy that night). However, after another twenty minutes it seemed like Elena and our waitress, Vicki Donovan (my friend Matt's little sister), were never going to show.

"Ugh! Okay, it's been almost an hour after we were supposed to meet up! Let's just order our food already!" I complained.

"Sookie chill, okay! We're not eating without Elena. She just texted me and she's walking out the door right now. We can wait ten more minutes. Besides, we need a waitress to order our food and I haven't seen Vicki since we came in." Bonnie replied.

"Well, if I'm going to be forced to starve I am going to do it with a drink in my hand. Greg's bartending tonight and I can always convince him to make my virgin Cuba Libre a little slutty. You want anything while I'm up?" I asked.

"No thanks. Sookie, are you really sure you should be drinking right now? There's a lot of people here tonight. If you get caught…"

"Oh alright. I'll get a Shirley Temple. Happy Mom?"

We gave each other half exasperated, half amused looks. She was right and I knew it and she knew that I knew it. But I was not going to admit it.

Rolling my eyes I walked over to the bar and ordered my kiddy drink.

Elena was still nowhere to be found. Matt had sat down at our table and was talking with Bonnie. It didn't look like either of them was enjoying the conversation.

He's probably still upset about Elena breaking up with him. I am not getting in the middle of that.

I decided to talk to Tyler Lockwood instead. Apparently he and Matt had come here together and Matt had ditched him to go and find out his chances of rekindling something with Elena.

Both of us agreed that it wasn't likely. The breakup had been too ugly and had happened minutes before Elena's parents had died. Besides, Elena had never seemed that in to him. Which was a real shame. He was basically every girl's dream boyfriend. And he was really cute.

Speaking of cute, Tyler wasn't looking too bad tonight either. Over the summer he had gotten taller and his face had lost that "hey I'm twelve, wanna hold hands" roundness. He'd started working out and had some serious muscles going on. Too bad he was taken.

Vicki Donovan had claimed him as her boyfriend few months back (Which was probably why he and Matt were here tonight instead of at the Lockwood mansion playing Xbox and eating whatever gourmet meal Mrs. Lockwood had put together for dinner) and everyone except for Matt recognized it. So sadly, he was off the market. I may have been a little desperate for a guy to like me but I wasn't going to put the moves on somebody that was already taken. That was just wrong in every way. The thought of cheating made me sick.

Besides, Tyler was a jerk and everyone knew it. Even if he was single I wouldn't do more than flirt with him. He was the kind of guy that didn't see much in a girl besides her boobs and hooking up.

Just then the door opened and Elena walked in. But she wasn't alone. She had Stefan by the hand. My heart sank. I stole a quick look at Matt. He looked as if Elena had just had the whole "It's not you. It's me." conversation with him all over again.

Well, looks like Matt and I both just got our hopes dashed. Yet another victim has fallen to the effortless Gilbert charm. Well it's not over yet! You just watch me! I can be just as charming as her!

Matt was a perfect gentleman about the whole thing (as usual for him.) and he left after a chilly but perfectly pleasant hello to the guy holding his ex's hand. I made my way back over to the table and immediately started trying to get on good terms with Stefan.

Conversation with total strangers had always been a strong suit of mine. It wasn't long before we had moved beyond the initial small talk of things like the weather and classes.

Elena was strangely quiet the entire time. I wondered if there was something bugging her. I decided that now wasn't the right time to ask her. If she wanted to be quiet then I would let her. Neither of us needed this to turn into an "Elena conversation." Right now it was all about the hot new guy.

"So, you were born in Mystic Falls?" I asked, already knowing the answer from my.

He nodded and added "And moved when I was still young."

I smiled at him and he smiled politely back. He didn't seem interested in me at all. He kept glancing next to him at Elena as though she were a dream come true and would disappear at the stroke of midnight. I hadn't even tried to approach him in that way and I already felt rejected.

"Parents?" Bonnie asked.

His expression became dark. This was not something he wanted to talk about.

"My parents passed away." He stated with a perfectly blank face.

All of our eyes turned towards Elena for a split second to see how she would react. From his expression it seemed that Stefan already knew about what had happed and was trying to gauge how she was going to take this. Funny, no one had said anything about him asking around about her or her parents. Had they talked outside of school or something?

"I'm sorry." she said. I could see the pain in her eyes as well as the satisfaction of finding someone who understood how she felt. It looked like the pain was about to win out. I opened my mouth to change the subject but Elena beat me to it.

"Any siblings?" she asked, fighting to keep her voice from cracking.

"None that I talk to." He replied with a rueful smile. "I live with my uncle"

An awkward silence fell. He obviously wasn't going to say anything more about his family. I decided to break it. If I wanted any chance at him I had to keep the conversation going. I chose the topic of tomorrow's bonfire since I figured it would be a safe subject.

"So Stefan, if you're new then you don't know about the party tomorrow." I said.

This was a perfect chance to hang out with him again and maybe even engage in in some buzzed flirting. Plus it was "asking him out" without being too pushy about it.

He looked puzzled. I was right. He didn't know about the party.

"It's a back to school thing at the Falls." Bonnie explained.

"Are you going?" He asked looking at Elena.

Of course she's not. I thought. She hasn't been to anything since her parents died. She's going to go home and write in her diary just like she did every day after school last spring.

However, it seemed like Bonnie had other ideas.

"Of course she is." She said with a smile that clearly said "You are going and you will like it."

Elena didn't say anything. She didn't have any choice now. She had to go and she knew it.

The rest of the night passed by in a bit of a haze for me. It was clear that Stefan was into Elena big time and that I was pretty much beat before I started. All I could focus on was the impending rejection that was inevitably going to come from him. They always picked Elena. My mind kept returning to the phrase "Not good enough." They always picked her…

But that didn't mean I couldn't try. Maybe he wasn't showing interest in me because we hadn't really talked yet. I decided that that was my goal for the next night.

I was going to get Stefan Salvatore alone and I was going to try to show him that Elena wasn't the only one here worth attention.

I was talking to Sam at the bonfire about my plans to run for dance committee president when I saw Stefan arrive. I had spent all day and a good portion of the previous night planning this in my head. Now was the time to make my move.

He hadn't found Elena yet so there was still time for me to catch his attention. I knew if he got to her before I could get to him I might as well go home because I was going to get nowhere.

I stepped in front of him as he walked down the path to the party.

"Hey, you made it!" I said enthusiastically.

"I did." He said less enthusiastically. He didn't even smile. That was a bad sign. I decided to go for the Hail Mary and get him buzzed. Maybe then he'd loosen up and talk to me.

"Well let's get you a drink." I said with a flirty edge. If I was going for the desperate play I might as well go all out.

Before he could say more than "Well I…" I grabbed his hand and led him off to the pavillion that had all of the beer.

As I dug two bottles of beer out of one of the coolers I decided to get started on conversation.

"So Stefan, how are you liking Mystic Falls?"

When I didn't receive an answer I looked up. He had vanished.

Where the heck did he go? He was just here a second ago. I should have heard him leave. Am I really that repellant? Okay Sookie, stop that. He just had to go to the bathroom. That's it. He had to go to the bathroom, so he ran off to find the porta potty.

The thoughts felt like a lie but I had to hold on to hope. In my buzzed state my emotions were on hyper drive, especially my negative ones. I had had a crappy day too. Mom had stayed home from work today and screamed at me for various things, then I'd failed a pop quiz in history (thanks for being a jerk and testing us on the syllabus Mr. Tanner), and I had had to listen to my mom fight with my dad over the phone for the umpteenth time because he and his boyfriend wanted to take me to Mexico for Christmas.

I felt like if I could just get Stefan to like me even for just tonight then it would all be okay. I needed someone to smile at me and tell me I was pretty and make me feel good about myself. And I wanted that someone to be Stefan. The problem was I couldn't find him.

I began searching the party, looking like an idiot carrying two bottles of beer and having no one to drink them with.

At some point I ran into Bonnie and Matt. Matt looked like he wanted to kill someone. They were both staring at the bridge that spanned the river at the base on the water falls that give the town its name. I could only think of one thing they could be looking at.

Sure enough, Elena and Stefan were up on the bridge having a heart to heart. My heart sank into my shoes.

Well, I've lost. He's clearly crushing on her. I might as well drown my sorrows. I thought.

I handed the extra beer to Matt pretending that I'd seen him without one and had meant to give it to him. I then proceeded to down my beer while pointlessly gossiping with Bonnie about what might be going on up there between the two love birds.

As we were watching Stefan got all stiff and awkward. He then made a hasty retreat away from Elena. Had something gone wrong? Was there still hope for me?

Had I been sober at the time I would have said "probably not" but I was starting to approach drunk and I saw this moment as an opportunity to try my luck again.

I quietly slipped away from Bonnie and Matt, who were still talking, and made my way toward Stefan. But before I could reach him he seemed to disappear into the crowd. One moment he was there and the next he was nowhere in sight.

Sighing I decided to just head back to the pavilion and get another beer. He had had Elena's cup in his hand when he had stormed off so he was probably going to get a refill for her. With any luck I would run into him there.

I made it to the pavilion and he wasn't there. I figured he had probably gotten lost trying to find it. I sat down and had another beer while I waited. I was really starting to feel the alcohol at this point.

I'd always been a bit of a light weight when it came to drinking (my first time drinking I wound up lying on a couch screaming out "If You Like Piña Coladas" with the completely wrong lyrics) so I knew that the extra beer was most definitely a bad idea. But at that point I really didn't care. Bring on the drunk crying and the hangover and the bad decisions. I was past the point of caring.

Eventually he did turn back up. It barely even registered in my drunk mind that he had come from the completely wrong direction and out of the woods near the pavilion. I was just so happy to see him without Elena that I didn't care.

I hurried over to him.

"Hey! There you are! Have you been down to the falls yet? Because they are really cool at night and I can show you if you want." I said in my most suggestive voice. I figured if I got him down to the falls I could at least make out with him before he ran off to be soul mates with Elena. Drunk reasoning, isn't wonderful?

"I think you've had too much to drink." He said politely.

"Well of course I have!" I said giggling. "So…"

"Sookie." He said, stopping my sentence short.

Oh no, here it comes. You knew this would happen. Why did you even try? I thought.

"You and me… It's not going to happen. I'm sorry."

There it was. The rejection that I had been so desperate to avoid. Whatever had happened up on that bridge obviously hadn't shaken his interest in Elena. And I was an idiot for believing it had.

He left me there, standing next to the pavilion like I'd gotten stood up on a date. I froze like that for a few seconds trying to keep my composure. It was one thing to be ignored. It was entirely different to actually be straight up rejected.

I grabbed another beer and headed back into the heart of the party with a huge fake smile plastered on my face. I was silently cursing Elena for being the world's most perfect girl. My anger at her was definitely unjustified but I still felt like it was all her fault.

A minute or so later I heard Elena scream for help. Angry or not I immediately stumbled towards her in an attempt to help. Fortunately Elena wasn't hurt. Unfortunately Vicki Donovan was.

Jeremy, Elena's little brother, was carrying Vicki as best he could. She was clearly unconscious and had massive amounts of blood all over her torso. Her throat looked like it had been partially ripped open. Matt went into big brother mode and practically threw people out of his way to get to her. Tyler was there too trying to make sure everyone kept their distance from her. The clearing erupted into chaos.

It was too much for me to handle. I rushed over to some bushes at the side of the clearing and immediately heaved up everything in my stomach. I wanted to be there for my friends but it just wasn't possible. I collapsed on the ground dry heaving.

After a while the ambulance and the police arrived. Vicki was loaded into the ambulance and it took off for the hospital with her and Matt inside. The chaos began to die down as they sent people home. None of us would get in trouble for drinking tonight. The cops were too busy trying to figure out what happened to Vicki.

I heard footsteps approach me and lifted my head to see who it was.

"Sookie? Is that you? Are you all right?" I heard Bonnie call out.

"I fine. I just… I saw the blood and I… I couldn't… I think I've had too much to drink…" I said weakly.

Bonnie knelt down next to me and gave me a once over.

"You look like hell" she said. "You're right. I think you had too much. You need to get something to eat. You wanna go get coffee and doughnuts and sober up a little before you go home?"

I nodded my head.

"You get yourself straightened up as best you can. I'll go find Elena and tell her where we're going. I think she has to stay for questioning since…" Bonnie trailed off, not wanting to actually say it out loud that Elena and Jeremy had just found Vicki dying in the woods.

I picked myself up and shakily began trying to straighten my hair and remove the dirt from my clothes.

A long walk, several curious stares, a doughnut, three coffees, and what seemed like an eternity later I was sitting with my head in my hands in Mystic Falls' only twenty four hour business, the coffee shop. I could still feel the alcohol but since I had some food in my stomach I was a little steadier.

"Are you sober yet?" Bonnie asked.

I lifted my head up only to feel the world spinning around it.

"Nope." I answered with a sigh. I was tired, I was drunk, and now that the excitement over Vicki had died down I was depressed over what had happened with Stefan. My mind began going around and around thinking the same thoughts over and over again.

He doesn't like me. No one likes me. They always go for Elena. Everyone likes her. Why don't they like me? What don't I have? Or is it something about me they can't stand?

"Well keep drinking." Bonnie ordered. "I gotta get you home. I gotta get me home."

At that point all of it came bubbling to the surface. I had to tell someone. I had to let it out or I would go crazy.

"I didn't he go for me?" I blurted out. Bonnie stared at me astonished. "How come the guys I want never want me?'

"I'm not touching that." She said shaking her head.

"I'm inappropriate, I always say the wrong thing, and… Elena always says the right thing." I said, my self-pity filling my voice. I began crying freely now. I was past the point of dignity tonight "Gah! She doesn't even try! And he just picks her! And she always the one everyone picks! For everything! And I try so hard! And… I'm never the one…"

"It's not a competition, Sookie." Bonnie said gently.

I looked at her for a moment and thought about what she had said.

She had a point. I shouldn't be comparing myself to Elena. We were two very different people.

But she was wrong. It was a competition. Everything was a competition. The smartest people got into the best colleges and got the best jobs, the people with the most talent got famous and made the most money, and the prettiest, nicest people found love. The best were always picked for special things. And in this town "the best" usually meant Elena.

"Yeah it is…" I whispered sadly.

"Sookie… I think this is the alcohol talking but just in case it's not… I think one day it's going to be you. One day you're going to be the one… so, just hang in there okay?" She said giving my hand a gentle reassuring squeeze. "So what people don't always pick you. That doesn't mean you're worthless. You know how my grams is always saying I have psychic powers?"

I nodded, not seeing where she was going with this.

"Well I predict that someday you're going to have guys fighting over you just like they do with Elena. You just have to give it time."

I didn't respond. In my present state of mind all of it was going right over my head. I would have to wait until my pity party was over to think about her words and let them help me. Bonnie must have realized that I would need time to process my emotions because she let the subject drop.

"I'm gonna go pay for us and then use the restroom." She said. "I'll take you home after that."

She gave my hand a parting squeeze before getting up and making her way toward the counter with the bill.

As I sat there I began to calm down and think about what I had said and what Bonnie had said. She had a point. Maybe one day it would be my turn. One day I would be the one.

Suddenly I felt someone watching me. I looked around and my eyes landed on a man at a table on the other side of the coffee shop.

He was very handsome, probably a few years older than me (but not many), dark hair, beautiful blue eyes, a face that looked like it belonged on a statue in some museum, the whole package. And he was looking right at me.

He noticed that I was looking back and he gave me a small smile, almost a smirk. I suddenly had the feeling that he had just heard everything that Bonnie and I had said.

But he couldn't have heard us. The music in this place was almost annoyingly loud and he was across the room. Regardless, I felt one hundred percent sure that he had heard what I had said… and on some level… he understood. Why did I feel that way?

I decided to go for it. If he was going to flirt with me across the room I was going to flirt back. I felt like I deserved it. I flashed him a smile. His half smirk crept closer to a real smile and I felt my heart start beating a little faster. He really was good looking.

He nodded his head slightly in a gesture that made me think of those time in movies where a gentleman removes his hat for a lady.

I was about ready to get up and say hello to him when Bonnie came back.

"You ready to go?" she said. I looked up at her.

"Sure, there's just something I want to do first." I said standing up and mentally preparing myself to give mystery guy my number.

I turned to walk to the guy's table only to discover that he'd disappeared.

That's weird. He was just there a second ago.

"What do you want to do Sook?" Bonnie asked confused.

Stumbling over my words I tried to explain myself.

"Well… ah… there was this… this guy who was sitting over there. I was going to give him my number but I guess he left…"

"Really? I don't remember there being a guy there." She said. "Maybe it's better that he left before you could give him your number… with you being drunk and all…"

"Yeah I guess you're right." I said, not really believing it.

We walked back to her car and she drove me home. The whole way I felt as though someone were watching me… following me…

I shook off the feeling as soon as got inside my house. It was ridiculous. No one was following me. I didn't have a supernatural stalker that could melt into the shadows. It was just the alcohol messing with me. I had obviously had too much to drink and was on emotional overload from the crappy day I had had.

Luckily my mom was out helping with the investigation of what happened to Vicki. I didn't have to deal with her lecturing me on underage drinking. I took a shower, bushed my teeth, crawled in to bed, and prayed that my hang over wouldn't be too horrible tomorrow.

So now we've seen Sookie. If you're thinking that Sookie is acting a lot like Caroline and not very much like Sookie then you're right.

It's because in my opinion Sookie's life sucks more than Caroline's at the point in their timelines where I had the switch happen.

Caroline is still getting to carry on with her life, she has her friends and her mother, and even though some terrible things have happened to her she's getting to continue her life in a relatively normal fashion (thanks to the fact that relatively few people know about vampires and it's pretty easy for them to blend in). She has a support network of friends there to help her. She's adapted to being a vampire and is basically owning it. She's found power within herself and has grown as a person. She went from being the baby vamp that was worried she would accidentally kill someone to being the one that everyone turns to for advice on how to deal with things.

Sookie, on the other hand, has basically had her entire life uprooted and she can't even keep up the pretense of a normal life anymore. She's lost basically every friend, lover, and family member she's had (mostly through getting in pointless arguments with them or having them betray her) and she honestly doesn't know who she can and can't trust in her life with the exception of a select few people that really can't help her with her issues because they have major problems of their own. She went from being a kind girl trying to make the world a better place to being a woman just trying to survive the night by any means necessary. And she desperately wants to go back to the time when she wore sun dresses to Fangtasia and got hit on by Eric while hanging on to Bill's arm and thinking that Eric's the most evil vampire out there. She has her powers, but she can lose them easily and let's face it: she's basically the most vulnerable of all of the supernatural creatures in the series.

And now Sookie's being forced to make a choice that Caroline didn't have to make. Caroline wasn't given the choice to become a vampire. It just happened and she had to deal with it. Sookie has to choose between becoming a vampire and letting her friends die (at least from her point of view because she doesn't know what Eric is about to pull). She has to choose to basically give up her own life or let her friends die. And then there's Bill being an asshat and Warlow being sketchy as all get out and Tara hating her and basically a new direct threat to her life moving in to town every other week.

Caroline may hate her life but it's not exactly hell like Sookie's has become.

In short: The magic that switched them worked better on Sookie and made her switch more seamless because she actually wanted an entirely different life. Caroline just wanted an escape from reality. Her wish for another life wasn't as heartfelt (kind of like when a little kid says they're going to run away). Caroline still has a lot to hang on to that she loves in her real life so she was less willing to let it go. Sookie had very little from her real life that she would want to hang on to so she was more willing to give up her old life.

Holy shit that rant lasted longer than it was supposed to. Oops, Sorry!

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(PS. I finally figured out how to make the lines to separate chapters! Took me long enough!)