"Bye Mrs Lockwood!" Caroline shouted from the door. My mother shouted goodbye from a distant room. I smiled. I'd been smiling all evening. "Bye Tyler..." putting a one of her gorgeous silky curls behind her right ear, Caroline Forbes walked out and disappeared within the darkness of the night. I sighed as I shut the door. My mom, still in her day clothes was at the top of the stairs. Her smile was oh so mother like and caring. I returned the smile before retreating to the kitchen to get rid of the pizza box and empty soda cans. I finished clearing up and decided to watch TV.

"Sweetheart..." My mom said, wondering into the living room, sitting beside me on the big, ivory sofa. "I got a call from the school today. You and Matt got into a fight?" she asked, stunned. The school called my mom? how did the school know? no teachers where there... then I guess on their way out they saw Matt and got the news of another student. I shrugged at my mothers question.
"Yeah things kind of got... slightly out of hand..." I murmured staring at the TV remote I held in my hands.

I felt the dissapointment raidiate from her as she was shaking her head. "Darling when are you going to learn to control your temper?" she asked, but walked out of the room when I didn't give her an answer. I should really be in bed. I was tired and I had a football game tomorrow, so I kinda needed my rest. I finally got the energy to drag myself to my room. The moment my head hit the pillow I was out.

Caroline's POV.

It was 9:45pm and too avoid going home to a lifeless house I decided to go the grill, see if anyone was there. Unfortunately no one was. I guess I could just sit quietly with a glass of water or something. Walking over to a small table, tucked into a corner out of the way. I waited for a while until finally a waitress came over to see what I wanted. "um can I just have a class of water with ice please?" I asked. The waitress smiled as her pen scratched her small notepad. "Of course" and so she walked away.

Being alone gave me time to think. Think about Tyler mainly. Tyler and his gorgeous, twinkling brown eyes and his soft dark hair. I giggled to myself. Tonight we had a funny talk about hair. He was making fun of my blond curls, saying if I was a Simpson I would be bald. I didn't mind. I know he doesn't really mean it, I mean its just a kind of friendly banter we have.

"Hey Barbie" I heard a voice pulling me away from my thoughts. I looked up to see Damon, taking a seat on the oppisite side of the table.
"Hi Damon, what are you doing here?" I asked. Damon's eyes were hard. He was probably still annoyed at the new werewolf for biting Rose.
Finally he spoke. "I'm looking for a werewolf, that bitch Jules"

"Why are you looking for her?" I don't know why I ask these questions. I knew the answer would be along the lines of threatening, killing, using or compelling.
He shrugged. "I'm going to make her tell me how to cure a wolf bite"
"and if she doesn't?" I asked. He grinned. That grin that meant he was going to do something with pleasure.

He leaned closer towards me and whispered. "I'm going to do to her exactly what I did to Mason"

The waitress come with my water. I thanked her and was about to pay her but Damon stopped me and handed her a ten dollar bill.

"Keep the change" He winked at her and stood up of his chair. The waitress walked away in awe and Damon's eye were fully focused on something. The werewolf girl. She was quite beautiful. Her skin glowed beholding a lovely sun tan and she wore grey skinny jeans, with gorgeous black heels and a plain grey vest top that hung a little low showing off some of her black bra. Damon sighed.
"and that's my cue. Oh hey before I go, how's our werewolf number 1 situation?" He asked, eyes still focused on Jules. My mouth was open and I was about to tell him. But he cut me off "Actually tell me some other time... gotta run"

Damon strutted towards Jules and her expression was smug. She knew Rose meant something to Damon. But there wasn't another full moon until next month. Damon could kill her tonight if he wanted too, so if I were her I would be watching my back.

I took one sip of my ice cold water and didn't want it anymore but drank it anyway. Looking at a droplet of water stroll down the cup due to the coldness of the drink, my mind, once again drifted to thoughts about Tyler. I often thought about his first transformation. Watching him curled up against the rotten floor, sweat glistening of his tanned skin making his muscles look more impressive and making me see him as attractive. Something I hadn't realised for years because I thought he was a jackass. Tyler was... attractive. No he wasn't. He was so much more than attractive. He was beautiful. Sure he had his moment when he gets jealous, angry and just generally pissed off, and yeah he does insane things when he gets like that but, truth be told he was amaxing inside and out.

I blinked slowly coming out of my trance.

We were just friends! We could never be together... well maybe... no definitely not!

I sighed looking around in hope of some guidance. Then I realised it was 10:12pm and I was alone. Narrowing my eyes at my glass of water I put my bag over my shoulder and rushed out. I guess I needed an earlier sleep. I had the football game tomorrow. Did I want to go? no. Since I quit the cheer leading team I felt guilty going and watching the girls embarrass themselves with their new dumb ass captain. Then again, it's an excuse to see Tyler I guess...