Rosalind POV

"What about Bonnie?" I suddenly asked, still trying to find a book to read on his bookshelf. There was still about half a day to go until it was actually dark out and I could be able to go outside without the worry of burning to death.

"What about her?" Jeremy asked. The two of us had been asking each other questions, and sharing some personal information ever since he admitted to finally being the one to change me.

"I thought you two were going to date or something," I said.

"I guess we are," He said hesitantly. I angled my head so I could see him.

"You guess?" I asked. Jeremy looked up at me from his magazine.

"I sometimes feel like we don't actually.." He paused. His eyebrows creased together as he thought for a moment.

"Connect to one another. That it's more of an...expected thing," I suggested. Jeremy nodded, his dark eyes meeting mine.

"How'd you know?" He asked puzzled. I took in a deep breathe and stared up at his ceiling. In truth, I had felt that way with someone then we both realized it and moved on.

"I've experienced it," I answered, then turned back to the books. Everything on this shelf seemed to fit into the category of of boring so I moved onto the next shelf.

"It's weird to feel this way. Sometimes I wonder if I would be better with someone else, but at the same time I know I like Bonnie more than a friend," Jeremy stated. I pursed my lips together, knowing I could say either of two things.

1. I could tell him to keep on trying with Bonnie, that things will get better in the relationship.

Or...

2. I could tell him to just give up on her. She isn't worth the time of something more than a friendship, and he should try finding someone new.

I knew which one I should do, but I also knew which one would help with my mission. The one Elijah gave me, the one where I had to be close to Jeremy.

"I think," I said, stopping. I didn't know the exact thing to say seeing as the two things to say will end my mission and cause Elijah to torture me for the rest of my life or have me in a relationship with Jeremy that will most likely end badly for him.

"I think you should do what you feel is right," I said. Jeremy snorted from his spot on the bed, and I knew I had said something completely stupid.

"Oh, I'm sorry for not being able to be the amazing guru of advice," I snapped, giving him a playful glare. Jeremy put his hands up in a defensive way, but he grinned.

"You can't blame-" But before he was able to finish his sentence, a familiar voice called out, cutting Jeremy off.

"Hey, Jer, have you seen those blue, pajama shorts and gray, MSU sweatshirt of mine?" Elena's voice called. Before anyone could move, Elena began to make her way over to Jeremy's room. I looked over to Jeremy just as Elena was about to come into the doorway, but he seemed too worried about getting caught with me to actually think. Before I even had a chance to come up with a plan, I went to the darkest corner I could find and smashed myself against it.

Elena appeared in the doorway with her usual look of maturity. I held my breathe as her eyes wondered around the room, finally landing on the window.

"I haven't seem them," Jeremy said, also noticing where Elena's eyes were staring.

"Well, it's probably because there's no light in the room," Elena said, and slowly began to make her over to the window across the room from me. My eyes widened as she just passed me and made her to the window. If she opens that window, then there was no way I was going to be able to stay out of it. The burn would be heard and slow me down, and Elena would see me.

She made her way to the blinds, her hands were on them. She was getting ready to pull them open when Jeremy suddenly yanked her away from them.

"What was that?" Elena asked shocked. From behind, I could tell she wasn't too happy with Jeremy ripping her away like that.

"I was just thinking, and I prefer to do that in the dark," Jeremy lied. His eyes flickered over to me then back to Elena as the words left his mouth.

"Well alright, but if you see that stuff will you please tell me," Elena said then made her way out of the room with one more worried look. I waited until I heard her door close before I took a step out from the shadows.

"So you really haven't seen blue, pajama shorts, or a gray, MSU sweatshirt?" I asked teasingly, and looked down at my body where the sweatshirt and shorts were now at.