I'm trying my best to update! Will try to add more Daroline/Klaroline, you guys hassle me so much to put them in, but it's really hard when they normally don't have anything to do with Elena[in this case, Caroline, since she's the main character] until later on. But please, do NOT ask for me to put them in. I already know, and have been told over and over again, the words are making me sick. I love you guys, thanks for all the follows, etc.

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Previously on Everything Changes...

He bobbed his head in agreement. "Does it bother you? Living with vampires? Knowing I'm a vampire?"

I furrowed my brows. "Sometimes, it scares me, but I don't think any of you will hurt me, without a reason."

I hope they won't hurt me, you mean. A voice whispered, but I ignored it.

He smirked to himself, and opened my door. "Good night, Caroline."

I shyly smiled back. "Good night."

"Sleep tight, don't let the vampires bite." he winked at me and shut my door, and he was gone.

~A Few Mornings Later, in the Salvatore Boarding House~

I was sitting in my room, drinking a big cup of coffee, when I heard a thump downstairs. Now, normally I wouldn't think much of it, but this was a house of vampires. And most vampires I knew, were quiet – like, creepy quiet.

So, that led me to get scared-curious, and I went down stairs. A book was on the floor, but I couldn't find Stefan – or Damon – anywhere. And that kind of bothered me.

As I headed back upstairs, I heard voices coming faintly from Stefan's room, which was down the hall from mine.

"I told you, her name is Elena." Stefan said to the other person.

"Let's hope she's better than the last girl you got all sprung over!" a girl's voice replied.

"You didn't even know Katherine." I heard him retort defensively.

The girl laughed. "Cause if I did, I'd kick her ass. Little bitch. Speaking of... where's Damon?"

"Stefan?" I called. "Are you up here?"

"Ooh!" I heard the same voice squeal. "Who's that? Elenaa?" she teased

I'm definitely not Elena...

"Yeah Caroline," he called back, then stuck his head outside the door. "Come here, I want you to meet someone."

I stared down the hallway, wondering who the squealer was. I decided to be polite and introduce myself, and I went inside.

"Oh my god..." I saw the girl, who was tall, curvy, and blonde, mouth at Stefan, obviously shocked at my appearance.

I narrowed my eyes, wondering what her deal was, but didn't say anything.

"Hi." I smiled. "I'm Caroline. Zach is my godfather."

She walked over to me, and hugged me. "Aw, Hi!" she pulled away, leaving me shocked. "I'm Lexi, Stefan's best friend!"

"Uh, hi." I forced another smile onto my face.

"Did you know it's Stefan's birthday?" she asked, her eyes sparkling.

My mouth dropped open, and I glared at Stefan. "No, I didn't."

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Surprise."

I shook my head at him. "What are you doing for your birthday?"

"Yeah, Stefan?" Lexi leaped onto Stefan's bed, landing with an oof. "What are we doing? It's not everyday a guy turns a hundred and sixty-two!"

He groaned. "Really?"

She smirked. "Oh yeah."

~ Later, at the Sheriff's department. ~

"Where did Vicki say she was going?" Sheriff Bennett asked me, studying my reaction.

"She didn't." I replied, just like my friends had.

We all had rehearsed the story. Vicki just left, for a fresh start, and told us not to worry about her.

"Did she tell Matt where she was going?"

I shook my head. "Matt told me she told Jeremy to tell him that she was leaving town." I shrugged.

The questions continued, who was with her, how was she acting, and so on.

Finally, I could leave, and I ran into Klaus outside of the police station.

"Hello, Caroline." he smiled, studying my face intently. "How are you?"

I shrugged and kept on walking. "I hate lying to Bonnie's dad." I mumbled, glancing over my shoulder.

He was following me, like I figured he would. "I don't think he suspected anything though, Jeremy had no memory at all. He knew what you wanted him to know." my face was blank. "Thank you for doing that for them."

He nodded once, silent. We continued walking down the sidewalk, not saying anything.

"I do believe Jeremy would not have taken her death very well. Not many people handle knowledge of vampires – or death – in a good way." he murmured.

"I know." sighing, I pulled out my car keys. "I'm going to head home. See you later."

~0~

When I arrived home, Damon was still no where to be found, but I found Lexi in the den, scribbling away on a notepad.

"Hi Lexi." I greeted. "What are you doing?"

She glanced up from the paper and smiled. "Hi Caroline." she flashed a mischevious smile, and pointed to the paper. She quickly wrote, 'I'm planning Stefan's party.'

"But I thought-" Lexi, tapped her ear, and then held her finger to her lips. Stefan must be inside.

I sat next to her on the couch, and read what she had so far.

"Is Damon still not here?" I asked, after reading over the short list of booze, music, and venues.

"He was here, acting all Edward Cullen on me." she rolled her eyes. "He left though, thankfully." she smirked suddenly. "Why? Do you like him?"

My mouth dropped open, but my stomach flipped. "Ew!" I exclaimed. "No way!"

She raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

"So Elena stopped by earlier." she laughed to herself. "I went to the door in a towel."

I must have looked confused, because she clarified. "I had just gotten out of the shower, and Stefan was in the shower. She was confused, to say the least."

I laughed, picturing her face at another girl at 'her man's' house in a towel.

Third Person POV

"Are we any closer?" Damon asked, a little too curious.

Sheriff Bennett rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I think our facts are wrong...We've always believed that vampires can only come out in the dark...what if that's changed?" he looked fearful, and Damon had to hide an arrogant grin...oh, if only he knew.

"Is that even possible?" he mocked shock, but played his role well.

"We've exhausted every other option. We have to consider that maybe the bloodsucker will be walking around during the day...right in front of us."

"Hmmm." Damon mused, shifting in the chair. "What's the next step?"

The Sheriff shrugged. "We're now looking at anyone new to town, since the deaths began. The concil's hoping that will turn up a suspect or two."

"Of course, I'll do anything I can to help!" Damon offered, his smirk hidden still.

Caroline's POV

I was laying on my bed when Bonnie walked in, surprising me.

"Bonnie!" I exclaimed with a smile. "What are you doing here?"

"Why haven't you called me back?" she placed her hands on her hips, and sat on the corner of my bed.

"Sorry." I apologized. "I was being interrogated by your dad all morning."

She raised an eyebrow. "He was questioning you? Why?"

I shrugged. "I guess just branching out to everyone."

She nodded thoughtfully, smiling after a moment. "I have something to show you!"

"What?" I sat up, looking at her curiously.

"Okay so," she grabbed my pillow, clutching it to her chest. "I haven't show Elena this, because she's all pouty, and Stefan and her broke up."

My mouth dropped open a little. No wonder I hadn't seen Stefan hanging around with Lexi!

Bonnie ripped a hole into my pilow, and dumped all the feathers onto my bed.

"Hey!" I exclaimed. "That's my favorite pillow!"

"Be patient, Caroline." she commanded, and I sat back.

"Ok, fine."

"You have to swear to secrecy." she said, holding up her pinky.

"You should know I can keep a secret." I insisted, but locked my pinky around hers and said, "I swear."

"There's no open windows, right?" Bonnie asked, glancing at my window.

I nodded, confused. "Where are you going with this?"

~0~

Third Person POV

Lexi got up to go bother Stefan, who was pouting and writing in his room. As soon as she was up the stairs, Damon darted into the room, and looked at her notebook. She had circled Mystic Grill, Tonight, Booze, Music & Dancing.

Bingo. His plan just snapped into place with these small details. This would definitely play out like he wanted it to.

~0~

Caroline's POV

"Gram's just showed me this." Bonnie told her. "Don't freak, okay?"

I nodded, and suddenly, a feather levitated, inches from my face. "Oh my god." I gasped in shock. "No way." I reached out to touch it, and suddenly, all the feathers were floating in the air.

"It's true, Care." she smiled wide. "Everything my Grams told me – it's true!" she let the feathers fall, and then smiled. "I'm a witch."

"I know." I said, grinning.

"Wait." her eyes widened. "You know?"

My eyes widened, and I cursed inwardly. "I mean, I had a feeling your Grams wasn't crazy, you felt so many witchy vibes, it had to be true!"

"Oh!" she smiled, obviously believing my cover-up.

Damon's POV

"Heyy Elena!"I grinned widely at the girl, who was sitting on her front porch swing. "Wanna plan your man's birthday party?"

She raised an eyebrow at me and shook her head, sniffling. "No. We broke up."

"Awwww." I jutted out my bottom lip. "He's crazy about you girl! Be a doll and plan it!"

she thought for a moment, then shook her head again. "No."

'"Aw, come on. All you have to do," I smiled charmingly. "Is tell all your friends that there's a party at the Grill tonight, and they're invited. You're a popular girl, right? I'm sure you have tons of friends."

Elena groaned. "Fine."