Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries! I just own my OC, Juilet Jordan Gilbert, and any other characters I make up along the way!

Author's Note: Sorry for the lateness, MORE writer's block.

I am SO sorry for the shortness but I had no idea what to do with this chapter and I just wanted it out of the way so that I could start working on better episodes.

P.S. I switch to Third Person POV at a point in this chapter. If you can't tell, it's at the very end!

Enjoy!

"Listen Enzo, I know you're pissed, but you can't ignore me forever!" I protested into the phone. Enzo hadn't been answering any of my calls and all I wanted to do was apologize to him for defending Stefan. "Now, I never thought I'd say this and I'm only going to say it once and I'll deny it forever, but I miss you. I'm going to keep calling you until you pick up. We really gotta talk."

The door to my dorm opened, and Caroline walked in. "Hey, girly!" She greeted. "Guess what?"

"What?" I asked as I started sorting my laundry. My classes had been canceled for the day, so I invited Caroline over to spend the weekend with me.

"I got you a date!" She said happily.

I literally froze in my spot. I turned my head over to her. "You did what?"

She clapped her hands. "I know how bummed out you've been about Stefan lately, so obviously you need some cheering up!"

I rolled my eyes. "Caroline, I don't need to be going out with anybody right now. I'm sorry, but tell your friend I can't go."

"I can't!" She protested. "He's too excited about it. Please, just spend an hour having dinner with him. If you don't like him, you don't have to see him again. I don't like seeing you in this funk."

"Funk?" I repeated. "I am not in a funk."

"Oh, you are totally in a funk," Caroline retorted. "Please? For me?"

She made puppy eyes, and even curled her lips into a pout. I huffed. No fair! She knew that I always gave into her puppy eyes, even when we were kids!

"Fine," I said, throwing my shirt into my drawers. "What's the guy's name?"

"I think it'll be more of a surprise to not know!" She said gleefully. "It is a blind date, remember?"

"I feel so stupid," I huffed to myself as I put on my earrings.

"You know how Caroline can be when she doesn't get her way," Ivan said over speakerphone.

"I just can't believe I agreed to this stupid date," I complained as I slipped on a necklace.

"Who knows? It might just be fun," He argued.

"Aren't you supposed to ward boys away from me as my brother?"

"Well, I would, but Caroline told me that if I interfered with this plan, she'd kill me, and I want to become a teacher, thank you very much."

I pinned my hair up as Ivan asked, "What time are you supposed to be there?"

"At..." I checked the clock on my wall. "Now. Crap!"

"Better get going. Have fun, but not too much fun, okay? I don't want to be an uncle."

"And I'm not having this discussion with you," I said as I grabbed my purse. I snatched my phone off of my dressing table. "I'll talk to you later."

We both hung up, and I left my dorm. Caroline told me that the guy would meet me at the coffee shop on campus. Apparently, he was a Whitmore student. She met him last year at a study group, and thought that he'd be 'perfect' for me.

I just wasn't in the mood to be dating.

I huffed as I walked into the cafe. Caroline better love me, I thought to myself as I looked around for my date. Caroline said that he would be waiting at the table with a red flower in the middle...

I found it, but it was empty. I figured the guy wasn't here yet, so I just sat down at the table and pulled out my phone.

I sent another text to Enzo (I was going to resort to selfie bombing if he didn't answer his freaking phone) when I heard the chair across from me being pulled out. I lowered my phone from my face to see my mystery date, and gasped when saw who it was.

"Adam?" I asked.

He looked equally as confused. "Jules?" He asked as he sat down. "Are you my blind date that Caroline set up?"

"Yeah," I said in disbelief. Adam was the guy that Caroline thought I'd be perfect with?

"Oh my God," He laughed. "I can't believe her."

"I can't either," I said awkwardly. "So...are you saying you want to call off the date?"

"No! No," He immediately said. "I mean, do you want to call off the date?"

"No, no," I responded. "I just thought if it was too weird..."

"I think getting to know each other better is a good thing, don't you?" He asked.

I smiled a little. "Yeah, it is."

He smiled too. "Then let's get this thing started."

I had to admit: I was having fun. Adam was a really cool dude, even cooler than what I thought he'd be.

His Mom and Dad were split up, and he alternated between living with his Mom in Hawaii and his Dad by Whitmore. His Dad was, can you believe it, from Mystic Falls, and also attended Whitmore. It was like his Dad's dream for Adam to go to and graduate from the same college that he did. His Mom respected that, and now Adam only visits his Mom and Step-father every summer. We actually met a few days after he came back at the coffee shop.

He roomed with his best friend Alex, whom he had known since high school. He was majoring in forensic anthropology, and he actually had to explain to me that apparently it was nothing like Bones.

He has a little sister named Erica, and he used to have an older brother named Colin, but he died when Adam was young, which led to the split up of his parents.

"I'm sorry," I told him. "How old was he?"

"Not that much older than me," He revealed. "It was a car crash. The other guy was drunk and missed the red light."

"If it makes you feel better, my parents are dead," I offered. "Biological and adoptive."

"That sucks," He said. "It doesn't really make me feel better, though. Just kind of makes me sad for you."

"Yeah, yeah, bring on the pity," I said jokingly. "I've already dealt with so many variations of sorry than I can count."

He gave a half hearted laugh. "People just don't get it, do they? You can say you're sorry as many times as you want, you can make as many casseroles as your heart desires, but that doesn't distract from the fact that someone you love is dead, nor does it bring them back."

"Exactly," I agreed. I smiled a little, and leaned back in my chair. "You know, I didn't exactly think that we would be talking about death on our date, did you?"

He laughed. "No, I didn't, actually. What does that say about us?"

We talked and laughed a lot more, and I found myself completely forget about you know who.

That is, until he showed up.

He just strolled right up to our table, grabbed another chair and scooted it right into the table. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" Stefan asked as he sat down.

"Actually-" Adam started, but Stefan cut him off.

"Great!" He said. He grabbed the menu. "What's good here?"

"You leaving," I bit. "Stefan, you're interrupting our date."

"Oh, you're on a date?" He asked. "Huh. I would have never guessed."

"You guys know each other?" Adam asked, gesturing between the two of us.

"Unfortunately," I answered. "Adam, meet the complicated ex-boyfriend. This is Stefan."

Adam's face dropped. "Oh."

I nodded. "Yup, but don't worry, I'll handle this." I turned to Stefan. "Stefan, book it."

"I actually think I should get to know your date," He said, putting down the menu.

"Stefan, a date is between two people, not three," I said, gritting my teeth. "Leave. Adam and I are having a good time, and it'd be going even better if you left."

"But I'm doing the ex-boyfriend thing," He retorted. "You know, invading on their ex's dates."

I growled, trying to keep my magic under control. I had gotten a lot better at controlling it, but I was seriously getting angry. "Stefan, go."

"Actually," Adam interrupted, checking his watch. "It's kind of late, and I have a study session earlier tomorrow. I have a killer test on Monday."

"But-" I protested, but he stood up and walked over to me.

"Goodnight, Jules," He said, pressing a tenative kiss to my cheek. He gave Stefan a nod, who just glared at him in response. Adam grabbed his coat, gave me one final wave, and walked out the door.

Stefan sighed. "Finally, I thought he'd never leave."

I turned around, grabbed my glass, and chucked the water right in Stefan's face. "That's for being an arrogant asshat. What happened to living your life? You made it very clear that you didn't want me to be a part of it."

"Well, I kind of need a favour," He explained as he wiped off his face.

My jaw dropped. "On what planet, in what universe, in what existence would I help you? All you've done is stomp on my heart."

"I know, but-"

"No; no buts. You don't get it, Stefan. I'm trying to move on with my life too. Move on from you. I know that I said I hate you, but the truth is, I still have feelings for you. I mean, I've been in love with you for over two years. I'm trying to get over those feelings and you being here certainly doesn't help."

"Just help me with this, and I'll leave you alone," He said. "I promise."

I considered his offer, and sighed. "What is it?"

Adam opened the door to his dorm, and had to avoid the pillow that came sailing towards his head. He groaned. "Do you have to do that every time I come into the room?"

"I need target practice," His roommate and best friend, Alex answered from his bed.

"Does that target have to be my head?" He asked as he pulled off his jacket and threw it on the chair they had in their room.

Alex ignored the question. "How'd it go?"

"It was going great until her ex-boyfriend showed up," Adam grumbled. He really felt like he and Juliet were getting somewhere until Stefan interrupted.

"That sucks, dude," Alex grimaced. "I have an idea on how to get back at him. I can turn him into a toad."

Adam's senses became invaded by the candles that were glowing in his dorm as he sat down on Alex's bed. "Though I'm sure she'd have no problem with it, don't. Besides," Adam flicked at his friend's grimoire that was in front of him. "I don't think there's a spell in that book of yours that can turn Stefan into a toad."

"I can look," Alex offered as he focused on keeping the candles glowing.

"Nah," Adam dismissed. "I'm not the type of person that uses their witch friends to do their bidding."

"Warlock," Alex corrected.

"What, is there a difference?" Adam asked.

"Uh, yeah," Alex said. "Warlocks are guys. Witches are girls."

Adam held his hands up. "Whatever. All I know is that you using your magic won't help me. I don't want to involve Juliet in your magic business. She's normal, and I want to keep it that way."

"You're normal, too," Alex defended as he turned a page in the grimoire without breaking his hold on the candle.

"Uh, I don't know about you, but being a vampire-slayer-in-training isn't normal," Adam argued. "And trying to get revenge for your brother's vampire murder isn't normal either," Adam said. "Besides, you're not normal, too. We're a package deal."

Alex rolled his eyes. "Fine, but don't come complaining to me that it's my fault you never get laid."

TBC...

To be honest I didn't want to deal with Stefan and Elena's drama and stuff this episode.

So to make up for the shortness, a surprise!

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