"So what? You're going to compel the bar tender? I don't want any trouble Damon, not after the last party we had here" I stomped my foot outside the grill and folded my arms. Sure it was childish but the grill was too local. Not exactly what I had in mind. He raised his eyebrows and scoffed.

"Please Caroline! This is just our starting point and besides the last party we had here wasn't ... that bad ..." His signature smile revealed on his face and I narrowed my eyes. He rolled his. "Do you want to know how bad you're acting and sounding? Bonnie. Okay, you sound like Bonnie!" I let my mouth mould into a pout. It was then he grabbed my shoulders gently. "Don't worry Caroline! And don't be such a downer. Tyler will probably be in here don't you want to make him jealous with the hottest guy in Mystic Falls...possibly the world?" I scoffed but couldn't help a smile. He released his hold on my shoulders and put his elbow on a slant. I assumed it was an invitation for me to cling to it. I rolled my eyes and sighed. I grabbed his arm with both hands and we began to walk into the grill.

"You are so cocky, and if you didn't have a very good point I would not be going along with this" I said, glaring back at the looks we were getting. I felt Damon roll his eyes.
"You make it sound like this was my idea" He spoke, then leaned down to my ear and whispered. "You're the one who wants to drown your sorrows and get over our werewolf..." He spoke the truth. Rare for Damon Salvatore. We approached the bar and sat on some stools. Gazes burned into my back. I turned around ready to snarl the lot of them, until I realized who was burning the biggest hole...

Tyler's POV.

I gorped at her. Had she really gotten over us that quickly. I kicked myself the minute that thought ran through my mind. There was never an us. Just a kiss. Besides who cares if she's with another guy that's not... me. Great. Answer your own question make yourself look stupid... to yourself. I thought. But the other Salvatore? Seriously? I couldn't help but stare. I didn't know what I was staring with. Disgust. Jealousy. Desire. Her blonde hair was facing the bar. She wore it straight tonight but I liked it better curled. She suddenly faced me. Her face was hard at first, as if she was going to kick someone's ass or something. Then when her eyes met mine, her features softened. Regret. Is that what I saw in her eyes? No. Because then she looked around and faced the other Salvatore. I didn't know his name.

A hand touched my arm. "Dude it's your turn" I shook my head. Matt looked confused but understood when he followed were I had been staring. His face scrunched up as if he'd just smelt something hideous.

"Is that Caroline? with Damon Salvatore?" Damon. That's his name. Matt continued. "That's odd. Apparently he treated her really badly when they were dating" I was intrigued. How had I not heard about this? Was Caroline ashamed? Or was I just too self obsessed with myself to care about other peoples problems? "treated her badly? in what way?" I asked whilst shooting at the white ball, not really bothered were it went. Well not now anyway.

"Well whenever I asked about it she wouldn't talk to me, but rumour had it that he hit her and stuff. She broke up with him at the founders ball though which was apparently the last time he struck his fist to her. I think that's why she so-"

"Insecure?" I finished his sentence looking down at the floor, twitching at what I was hearing. I fiddled with my thumbs. Why...the hell was Caroline with that bastard? But of course I couldn't jump to conclusions. For all I knew or Matt knew they could be friends. However, the way Caroline's hand was now placed on Damon's thigh made me question that. I narrowed my eyes at them and put my pool stick down. Randomly two girls came over to the table. One seemed to know Matt. Her name was Jenny. She was in his Maths class... apparently. She was pretty I guess. She had straight brown hair and big blue eyes, although she wore maybe 4 layers of make-up? I mean I don't know how that stuff works but I do know when a girl has to much of it on. Matt introduced me to her and I shook her hand. Her eyelashes fluttered at me and she smiled bashfully.

"Nice to meet you Tyler..." She bit her lip and that's when I pulled my hand away, brows close together.
"You too" She seemed hurt but she was clearly attracted to me and I wasn't looking for... stopping my train of thought my eyes subconsciously drifted to Damon and Caroline. They were doing tequila shots together. I snarled silently. Her high pitch laugh echoed through my mind. Damon was grinning at her and this time his eyes drifted to me. He held out his shot glass and mimed the word "Cheers" and swung back another shot. I felt my nostrils flare. That infuriated me. My heart pounded against my chest but unlike previous times I did the mature thing. I turned my attention back Jenny and gave her my best smile. "So do you go to our school... Jenny?"

She bit her tongue obviously thrilled that I somehow just suddenly seemed intrested in her. Of course I wasn't, but if Caroline's gonna play with fire she might just get hurt.

Caroline's POV.

"Oh my god this stuff is disgusting!" I yelled, giggling in between my moan with a trail of tequila dripping down my chin. Damon laughed at my tipsiness. I breathed. I felt so...awake. It was amazing. Damon ordered a large whiskey and some kind of unknown drink for me before promising that this was our last drink, then we would explore I don't know... the whole state? I laughed at my thought. I was about to sip my funny looking drink before something caught my eye. Tyler. Who else? He was sitting on a table with some familiar looking girl. I think she was from my Maths class. There she was looking all clean cut and pretty, with her hand on his chest whispering something into his ear.

He smiled. A smile that I owned. A smile that was only meant for me. Jealousy overwhelmed me as I threw back my drink. "You know, we should stay here! maybe take things up a notch" I tempted Damon. He gave me his approving eyes as I jumped of my stool and bounced to the jukebox. I put 'Vogue' on by Madonna. When the music started blasting through the virgin speakers everyone knew tonight was a night for letting loose. Just as I'de hoped people got up and started dancing, and unexpectedly a line was forming at the jukebox. Pleased with myself I clapped my hands like a baby and bolted back to Damon, demanding him to dance with me. He laughed. "Why not?" He shouted.

Creating our own dance floor wherever the heck we wanted to with about 20 other people was electrifying. What felt even better is that there was no sign of Tyler dancing with that geek, and too my satisfaction he was starring at me with anger in his eyes. I smiled at him and waved. He bared his teeth just enough for me to notice. I shrugged at him and closed the short amount of space between me and Damon. Damon was more than happy to go along with anything. I bet if I kissed him he wouldn't mind. I shook my head. I needed something more to drink. I excused myself from Damon's presence and stumbled to the bar. "Hey um can I have your strongest alcoholic beverage please?" I asked the bar tender. He gave me a look as if he thought I was stupid. Damn. This was a fresh minded, different bar tender. I rolled my eyes. I starred into his pupils and focussed, closing off the rest of the world. I waited until his expression was gormless.

"You're a bar tender. You will get me whatever I ask for... and it'll be on the house" I spoke.
"I'm a bar tender. I will get you whatever you ask for and it'll be on the house" He repeated.

I broke the compulsion.

"Wow. I've never actually seen you do that before" The familiar voice spoke. I knew exactly who it was. I spun round, mine and Tyler's faces inches from each others. I just looked at him, a light smile curving on my face at his sudden interest in me. "Well hello Tyler" I scrolled my eyes up and down him. "now... what do you want with me?" I lightly poked his chest. "don't you have someone else to keep you company?" I heard my glass softly brush against the wooden bar and grabbed it. Taking a sip I waited for Tyler's reply. "That's um... actually what I came over to talk about" I raised my eyebrows and waited for him to elaborate.

"I'm calling it quits okay Caroline? Enough with this stupid game" He snatched the drink out of my hand. I laughed once and snatched it back. He sighed frustratedly. I leaned against the bar pointing my hip out. "I don't know what game you're talking about!" I said slurring on my last word. Damn, had I really drunk that much?

"What the hell is wrong with you? you were fine this afternoon!" He whispered with concern in his words. I looked at him. His gleaming eyes so desperately wanted me to say something he would like. But seriously what could I say, that I was acting out because he didn't want me? of course not! Instead I just rolled my eyes and flipped my hair over my shoulder.

"and I'm fine now" He narrowed his eyes at my lie. I ignorantly turned back around to the bar and sipped my drink until I was drinking air. I still felt his presence. "Your hair is different" He whispered, his breath tingling my ear due to his closeness. I acted as though his change of movement didn't phase me but secretly my frozen heart was dying to break into a fast rhythm. "I wanted a change" in more than just my hair. I added mentally. His hand fidgeted with the bottom of my tank top.

"I don't like it..." He breathed. I smacked his hands away from me and flung around.

"Well unfortunately for you Tyler you don't control me! I can have my hair however I want and I am not just going to have it one way because Tyler Lockwood likes it better that way" I fumed and stormed away from him. Why couldn't he keep his seductive, heart throbbing, annoying, cocky little comments to himself? I was suddenly infuriated. Whether it was just the drink or because of Tyler I didn't really know. I got in between Damon and some random girl who was dancing with him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Whoa easy there blondie!" he said but responded by placing his hands on my waist. I tilted my head and giggled. After about an hour of...well dancing I was getting bored and honestly wanted to go home and sleep.

"Maybe we... should..." I stopped. My eyes drifted to the far corner of the room behind Damon. My arms dropped from his neck and I stood there helplessly. There he was. Tyler and the girl from before. She was kissing his neck and had him against the wall. Tyler was grinning. He didn't see me. The hurt within me soon turned revengeful. But he would see me now. I thought. "Make out" I finished my sentence and without giving Damon time to reply I smacked my lips onto his. He was shocked at first but went along with it. I felt eyes on us and I didn't care. My hands ruffled in his jet black hair and his hands daringly moved down to my ass. I pulled back and bit my lip. We continued dancing, Damon with a wary expression on his face.

"I'm all for the fake date thing but kissing was not part of the deal" He said jokingly. "I mean you could have at least warned me" he was closer to my face this time and was slightly more serious, but I wasn't really listening to him. I was enjoying Tyler's face too much. I sighed. Now I definitely wanted to go home. My feet hurt from these stupid heels and I was tired. I wanted to get some rest before the hangover tomorrow. "Come on let's get out of here" I said drowsily. Damon shrugged and so I pulled him out by the hand.

Tyler's POV.

I watched as she left. I was unamused at her little show earlier on and was ready to confront her. To tell her to stop with this immature game and that I love her and that I knew she loved me to otherwise she wouldn't have done this tonight. I shook my head. Had I really just said I love her? I excused myself from Matt and whats-her-face. I scurried outside into the darkness. Caroline was on the floor by he car picking up her things that had fallen out of her bag. I stopped walking over when I noticed Damon with her, helping her. "I am never taking you out again!" Damon laughed as he said this. Caroline laughed to. "You say that now but face it, I'm to good to resist"

Yes you are. She shrugged and stood up. She was now against the car facing me, Damon facing her. Her eyes flickered and made contact with mine for a split second. She sighed. "So..." She said, in a voice that I had never heard before. It wasn't sweat or child-like. It was seductive and sexy. She out her hand on Damon's chest. "Your place or mine?"

I froze and felt Damon's hesitation. Finally he spoke. "Caroline" He shook his head. "Are you sure you want to do this?" again her eyes flickered to me. She nodded and smiled. Damon seemed uncertain. He left Caroline and retreated to the drivers seat in her car. I saw Damon drink tonight but he wasn't over the limit, unlike Caroline, and she could probably do that creepy compulsion thing to make the cops forget they were driving drunk or whatever. Damon was now out of the scene and it was just me and her.

I reconsidered my confession and just looked at her. I laughed. A humourless laugh. I then pulled out my car keys from my back pocket and decided to go home. Caroline's eyes were sad. After standing there like an idiot holding my car keys I finally remembered how to walk. I turned my back on her and dragged my feet to my car...