Just another pretty piece, I was difficult to see, but you picked me
Caroline Forbes/Matt Donovan
All she was was just a small town beauty queen, headed for a quiet future as a housewife, organising societal events for the small knit country town that she had called home since birth; that she'd probably call home until her death.
The high school's cheerleading captain, student council vice president, head of the prom committee, she was the one that could be counted on to lead anything, it was what she did; but no one saw her for more than just a pretty face.
She could single-handedly organise the town's clean-up campaign, but she was still the insecure, neurotic control freak that she'd always been.
She could smile and flirt her way through the junior (and senior) class of Mystic Falls High School, but all the horny teenage boys saw was a pretty smile and long blonde hair. All their girlfriends would see was another threat.
The first night that Matt stayed with her, after she had drunk way too much at the Grill after talking to Damon and he had to carry her home, was the first time she realised in her drunken stupor that maybe everything wasn't completely hopeless after all.
That maybe there was someone out there who could see past the superficial and would actually stay around long enough to learn more about her; to learn that she wasn't 'kiddie pool' shallow.
She didn't know what their relationship was going to turn into. He still wasn't completely over Elena, even she could see that. He wouldn't define their relationship in any certain terms or labels, no matter how many times she tried to talk to him about it.
But he was hers. Even when he didn't want to talk about them, he was hers. She'd smile and laugh and cuddle up against him while they watched a movie on his couch; or in her bed late at night after her mother had fallen asleep.
He'd sling his arm around her and pull her close and she felt safe and wanted.
"Even though, today, I wanted to throttle you, I'm pretty sure that I'm in love with you."
He climbs through her bedroom window, startling her, after they'd spent the day arguing. She had been prepared for a weekend curled up underneath the covers of her bed with a pint of Ben and Jerry's and the complete first season of Jersey Shore.
She was ready to shut her mind down to everything and forget about the world that existed outside her bedroom because boys were too frustrating and impossible to work out.
She hadn't been ready for Matt to climb through her window.
Then for the first time in her life, someone was picking her. She wasn't second best, she wasn't just a pretty smile; he had seen past all that and he was loving her.
