Elvira POV:

Ugh, I hated semi-formal dances. It wasn't just that people were making out in the middle of the dance floor, or the crappy DJ, or the fact that everyone was having more fun than I was. No. It was when my date ditched me to hook up with some girl I had never even seen before. And when I went in the hallway to calm down, what did I find? Vlad and Meredith kissing on the front steps of the school.

Thank God they didn't see me. I was having a breakdown, and since that so rarely happens, it was bad. I sprinted to the nearest darkened hallway and crumpled against some lockers to do some nice, old-fashioned wailing.

I had learned a few things today: one, never trust someone who changed their name from David to Kristoff. Second, boys suck, even the ones who aren't vampires.

But most importantly, I knew couldn't lie to myself any longer. I really, really liked Vlad. Not just the friendly, comfortable way. When I saw him kissing Meredith, I wanted to destroy her. I wanted to be her. I wanted to curl up and die, or something along those melodramatic lines. Long story short, I was blindingly jealous and heartbroken like only a teenage girl can be.

I didn't realize I wasn't alone until I heard Joss's voice. "Vi? Are you okay?"

I was tempted to snap at him, but I kept it under control. "No. Not at all."

"Join the club," he muttered, sitting down next to me. Then I remembered that Meredith ditched him for Vlad.

"I saw Meredith and Vlad. Guess both our dates took off on us."

"Oh, you too? Sucks, huh?"

"Yeah," I sighed, "It does."

We were quiet for a while, until Joss broke the silence. "Well, while we're here, I want to apologize for myself and my cousin. We didn't mean to offend you at lunch, we just didn't realize we upset you. We-I want you to sit with us again."

I shrugged. "You don't have to apologize, it's just…"

"What?" The concern in his eyes was touching.

"Well, after hearing about all these girls you kissed and left, I was afraid you were just going to do that to me, you know, after the Halloween party."

He grabbed my arms and turned me to face him. "No! I'd never do that! Not to you, Elvira, never to you. If I had the chance to kiss you," he paused and looked away, "I wouldn't let you go."

Needless to say, I was completely taken back. I felt the same way I had at the Halloween party, but this time, I couldn't help myself. I leaned toward him and, in a very un-Elvira-like move, I whispered, "If you had the chance? Why don't you take it?"

So he did. He leaned the rest of the way toward me, and pressed his lips against mine.

Well, I had never kissed anyone before. All I could think was Oh my God, what am I supposed to do? What did he say about tongue? It sounded kind of gross.

Luckily, Joss had more practice in that area. He wrapped his hand around my waist, and I twisted mine into his hair. We moved closer to each other.

You know that they say when you kiss someone, it feels like you're floating? Well, it didn't at all. It felt like my heart was a rocket shooting to the moon, then crash-landing back to earth. The scariest, greatest high I had ever experienced. And I didn't want it to end.

But, of course it had to. My phone rang, and we broke apart. We didn't take our eyes off each other as I answered it, my aunt, telling me she was here to pick me up. I closed the phone, and still did not break eye contact. Finally, Joss looked at his feet.

"You have to leave now?" I nodded. "Well, thank you, then. That was…"

"What we needed?" I breathed. He smiled.

"Yes. More actually."

I nodded, and took off toward the exit. Kendra's yellow punchbuggy was idling in front of the school, and I climbed in.

"Darling, you look so lovely," she gushed. "I bet some hearts were broken tonight."

I snorted. "Huh, I'll bet."

Then I paused. Sure, Vlad had kicked my heart into the ground, but couldn't I do the same to him? When he heard Joss and I kissed, he wouldn't be happy about it. So if Joss and I were actually together…Vlad would be jealous. Not that I wanted to use Joss, because, truthfully, I liked him. But if I got something else out of it, that wouldn't be terrible, would it? My mouth curled into a devilish smile.

Yes. That would be perfect.