The next day I was back suffering in history class, yet this time I was suffering the after blows of a hangover. I don't even recall how I got into my bed last night. Fuck my head hurts.

"The battle of willow creek took place right at the end of the war right here in mystic falls. How many casualties resulted in this battle?" He asked, while walking to the front of the class.

As usually there was silence causing Mr Tanner to call people out.

"Miss Bennett." He began with, and I looked over at Bonnie seeing how unprepared she was.

"Um- alot." She answers, with a shrug. "I'm not sure like a whole lot." she adds, making me and a few others chuckle.

"Cute becomes dumb in a instant Miss Bennett." He warns her.

"Mr Donovan," Mr Tanner began in a sing song voice. "Would you like to take this opportunity to overcome your dumb jock stereotype."

"It's okay Mr Tanner, I'm cool with it." Matt jokes twirling a pen between his fingertips.

"Elena?" He asked moving on.

"Sorry, I don't know." She shrugs.

He sighs.

"Scarlet? Maybe you can enlighten us about one of the town's most historical events."

"Why don't you just tell us, I mean you are the teacher right?" I joke , making the class laugh.

"I was willing to be lenient last year for you and your sister, for obvious reasons. But the personal excuse ended over summer break." He points out, making me look down at my desk.

"There were three hundred and forty six casualties. Unless your counting the local civilians." Stefan answered, drawing the attention of the class to him.

Even I couldn't help but look at him.

"That's correct. Mr..."

"Salvatore." He answers, and I smile at him.

"Any relations to the original settlers here in mystic falls?" He asks, leaning back against his desk.

After a moment Stefan replies with a simple "Distant."

"Well very good. Except of course there were no civilian casualties in this battle," Mr Tanner says, beginning to walk behind his desk.

"Actually there were uh twenty seven Sir. Confederate soldiers, they fired on the church believing it to be housing weapons and they were wrong. It was a night of grave loss. The founders archives are uh stored in civil hall if you'd like to brush up on your facts." Stefan says, making everyone's jaws open as they couldn't believe what just happened.

I laughed turning in my chair to look at Stefan behind me and gave him a wink.

When we got out of class I was walking towards my locker when I saw a flyer for the cheer-leading tryouts coming up.

"Are you gonna try out?" I hear someone question behind me, making me jump slightly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Stefan apologies, as I turn to ace him.

"No it's fine," I breath, running a hand through my hair. "I don't know if I'll try out. I mean I love to dance, but me in a cheerleader's costume... I don't think that will work out." I chuckle.

"I think you should try out. You might like it." He smiles walking backwards.

"Whatever you say Salvatore." I reply , turning around and walking off to my lockers.

Later that night, I found myself with a red cup full of cheap beer, talking to Bonnie and Elena. People around us were making out, drunkenly dancing, and getting completely trashed around a large bonfire.

"Elena you so like Stefan." Bonnie teases her, and I smirk knowingly.

Of course she does.

"Okay, so he's a little pretty." She said.

"A little? The guys freaking hot." I jump in, making them laugh.

"He has that romance novel stare. Stefan's eyes were piercing her very soul." Bonnie jokes, I chuckle along with Elena, taking a large gulp of my beer.

"So where is he?" Bonnie asks while Elena looks around.

"Why don't you tell us your the psychic one." I tease her.

"Right, I forgot. Okay so give me a sec, grams said I have to concentrate." She says, closing her eyes.

"Wait you need a crystal ball," Elena said picking up a empty beer bottle. "Ta-da."

"Like that's going to work." I snort, crossing my arms over my chest and drinking some more.

I'm gonna need a refill soon.

Bonnie laughs touching the bottle in Elena hand, but shrugs.

"Nothing." She says.

"Because your not some vodoo witch, with magical powers. Your grams is just old and crazy." I exclaim, going to grab the bottle out of their hands when Bonnie gasps, freezing and looking off into the distance.

"What?" I ask her, as she releases the grip on the bottle.

"When I touched you I saw a crow." She tells me, and Elena looks at me with her mouth agape.

"What?" Elena questions.

"Are you sure it was a crow?" I ask her.

"Yes. There was fog, and a man-" I stare at her in disbelief. "I'm drunk, it's the drinking, there's nothing psychic about it. Yeah, okay. I'm gonna get a refill." She tells us quickly walking away.

"Did you tell her what happened yesterday?" I question Elena.

"No. You?"

"No. How the hell did she know that?" I ask, my mouth still wide open in shock.

"Know what?" Someone asks behind me making me jump.

I turn around to see Stefan standing there smiling at me.

"I'm sorry. I did it again didn't I?" He winces, referring to scarring me.

"Yeah." I laugh.

"You two seem upset about something?" he observes, looking at the two of us.

"No it's just- Bonnie she- never mind." Elena chuckles running a hand through her hair.

I roll my eyes at my sisters smitten smile. She is having such a teenagers crush right now. It's embarrassing to watch.

"You're here." Elena says.

"I'm here." Stefan nods, smiling.

"And I'm going." I add in, before removing myself from there lovey dovey eyes.

Just make out already.

"Scar! Hey! Scar!" Kevin calls out, weaving his way through the crowd to get to me.

"Go away" I shout back to him, as I get to the beer cooler.

"Scar can we just-"

"I'm busy." I lie, looking over his shoulder and seeing Jeremy storming off into the woods.

God Kevin is useful to get booze from, but man is he clingy.

"Scar, just one kiss." He pleads, blocking me from moving around him.

"Sure." I put of a sweet smile, before punching him in the stomach.

I leave Kevin groaning in pain on the floor, as I go the same path Jeremy did. I hear raised voice getting louder and louder, the further I go.

"No your worse, you want to talk to me, get to know me and see into my soul then screw and screw and screw until your done with me." Viki shouts.

"Is that what you think?" I hear Jeremy ask softly.

"That's what I know." Viki says, before I walk out to where they were and see her walking off.

"Jer, you okay?" I ask him, walking over to where he is.

"I don't understand why she doesn't believe me. Why does she go for someone like Tyler and not me?" He questions, looking distressed.

I pull Jer in for a hug and shake my head against his chest.

"Because Tyler doesn't care and that's what she wants. No feelings, no strings, no commitment to lose." I tell him, and sigh.

Viki is not to different from me in that sense.

Suddenly, we both turn at hearing Viki's high pitched scream, coming from not to far in the distance.

"Oh my God." I mumble.

"Viki!" Jeremy screamed running to her.

"Jer!" I shout at him, but he ignores me running after her.

Worried for my brothers safety, I follow along behind him jumping over uprooted roots, and rocks all over the ground. As we break through the trees we see Vikis lifeless body on the ground, blood spilling out of her neck.

"Oh no, Viki." Jeremy cries out kneeling down to her, and brushing her hair out of her face.

I get down on my knees, breathing heavily as I press my fingers to her neck. A pulse...she has a pulse.

"She has a pulse but it's weak." I tell him, taking a deep breath. "Quick Jeremy, pick her up, we need to get out of here."

As Jeremy scoops Viki up, I'm running back through the woods to get back to the party. I think I hit my arm on a branch, but I just didn't care, I just ran.

"Someone call an ambulance, we need an ambulance here now." I shout out as I break through the woods.

"Scar what happened?" Stefan asked worried, as he comes over to me.

"Viki got attacked,"I say, just as Jeremy comes out holding her in his arms.

"Oh my god."

"Viki!"

"What happened?"

"Is that blood?"

"Call 911."

"Elena!" I shout seeing her trying to get through the commotion of people.

"What happened?" Elena asks, then gasps seeing Vikis bloody body in Jeremy's hands.

"Something bit her, she's losing a lot of blood. It's really bad." I tell them as Matt rushes to his sister's side.

"Viki, no." Matt cries out holding her hand.

I stood by Jer as Viki was taken onto the back of the ambulance. Matt getting inside to go with her to the hospital. As the doors shut, the party atmosphere seems to be over and everyone just want to leave.

"Did you see where Stefan went?" Elena questions worried as she looks around at the see of commotion.

"No, sorry sis." I tell her, picking up a full bottle of beer that was abandoned on the floor. "Here." I said handing it to Jeremy.

He's gonna need it.

THIRD PERSON POV

As soon as Stefan saw what happened, he was running at vamp-speed back to the brooding house. He ran up to the front door and burst in disturbing Zack who was quietly working.

"Whats wrong?" Zack questions with a frown.

"There was another attack. And it wasn't me." Stefan answered before running up the nearby staircase.

Yanking open his bedroom door he closes, it walking into the room before noticing the open balcony door. He watches as a crow flies in landing on-top of his wooden roof structure. When he turns back to the balcony, he is frightened to see exactly who he thought it would be.

"Damon." Stefan says.

"Hello brother." Damon smirks.

The raven haired man stalked into the room, while the crow flew outside onto the balcony. He looked at some of the books and papers scattered on his brothers table.

"The crows a bit much don't you think?" Stefan questions him, his jaw tight.

"Wait until you see what I can do with the fog." Damon smirks, knowing he was annoying his brother.

"When did you get here?" Stefan asks him, while watching his brother with caution.

"Well I couldn't miss your first day at school."He teased wondering around the room. "Your hair's different. I like it." he adds.

"It's been fifteen years Damon,"

"Thank God. I couldn't take another day in the nineties. The whole grunge look, did not suit you. Remember Stefan its important to stay away from fads." He jokes, still walking around the room.

"Why are you here?" Stefan finally gets to the point, his anger levels rising.

"I missed my little brother." Damon tells him.

"You hate small towns. It's bring there's nothing for you to do." Stefan calls him out.

"I've been keeping myself busy."

"You know you left that girl alive tonight. Hmm, that's very clumsy of you." Stefan pointed out.

"Agh! that's gonna be a problem, for you." Damon smirked, loving the idea of making Stefan's life a living hell.

"Why are you here now?" Stefan asks him, his eyebrows drawing tightly together, creating a worry line on his face.

"I could ask you the same question-" He retorts as a answer. "However I'm guessing your answer can be summed up into three simple words. Elena and Scar." Damon smirks, watching as Stefan's face drops.

"Elena, she's a dead ringer for Katherine. And Scar she's got those same luscious lips that Elizabeth had. I'm sure you remember those Stefan." Damon teases. "Is it working Stefan. Being around them. Does it make you feel alive?" He continues.

"They are nothing like Katherine and Elizabeth." Stefan defends the two girls.

"Well let's hope not. We both know what happens then." Damon winks at his brother knowingly.

"So tell me when was the last time you had something stronger than a squirrel?"

"I know what your doing Damon, and its not going to work." Stefan tell him turning away.

"Hey come on-" Damon hits Stefan shoulder hard. "Don't you crave it a little?" He hits him again.

"Stop it." Stefan warns him.

"I saw a couple girls back there, we can have." He hits him again, angering the vampire further. "Or why don't we just cut right to the chase, go straight for Elena or better yet Scar, I mean it wouldn't be the first time we shared the same girl."

"STOP IT!" Stefan shouts shoving his brother back.

"Imagine what her blood tastes like. I can." The older Salvatore smirks.

Stefan doesn't try to control the monster the rages inside him, as veins make the way to the surface of his skin, and fangs grow out his gums.

"I said stop!" Stefan shouts turning towards his brother in rage.

Stefan growls at his smirking brother before running at him head on. Damon let his brother tackle him, as they feel through the window, and onto the front lawn. Before Damon could hit the floor however he was gone, safely standing up as he watched his brother helpless on the ground, surrounded by shattered glass.

"I was impressed," Damon says leaning against a bush, as his brother stands weekly to his feet. "I'd give it a six, you missed on style, but I was pleasantly surprised. Very good with the whole face awwwww! thing." He teases.

"it's all fun and games Damon huh, but wherever you go people die." Stefan said as he walked towards his brother.

"That's a given." He shrugs .

"Not here, I won't allow it."

"I take that as an invitation-"

"Damon please, after all of these years can't we just give it a rest?"

"I promised you an eternity of misery, so I'm just keeping my word." Damon points out walking over to his brother.

"Just stay away from Elena and Scar." Stefan warns him, worried for Scar if Damon were to ever meet her.

Damon, narrows his eyes at his younger brother, before looking smugly down at his brothers bare hand.

"Wheres your ring?" Damon questions.

Stefan looks down in worry, looking down at his ring finger to see it not there.

"Oh yeah, the sun's coming up in a couple of hours and poof ashes to ashes," Damon points out with fake sincerity. Then he lets out a little laugh. "Relax, its right here."

Stefan looks at his brother, knowing he is looking at a stranger. As he holds out his hand, his daylight ring resting on top of it. Slowly, Stefan reaches for the ring, taking it and sliding it onto his finger again. He had a feeling the gesture wasn't without a reason, and he was right.

Suddenly, Damon's face turned into one that belonged to a monster, as he grabbed Stefan tightly by the neck, growling at him. He throws Stefan across the front yard until he hits a wooden fence and falls to the ground groaning. Damon vamp-sped over to him, looking down at his brother with a snarl.

"You should know better then to think your stronger then me. you lost that fight when you stopped feeding on people. I wouldn't try it again." He warns his younger brother.

The brothers here a commotion coming from inside the house, making Damon look up and smirk.

"I think we woke Zack up. It's alright Zack," Damon calls out to him, while walking towards the boarding house whistling.

SCARS POV

"Here she comes." I mutter under my breath.

Jeremy groans seeing Elena approaching us with her usual worried look.

"Are you okay?" She asks Jer, but when she goes to hug him he pushes her arm away. "I called Jenna she's on her way." She adds.

"Great." I grit out taking the bottle from Jer's hand and taking a gulp.

"Those people in uniforms last time I checked they were the police." Elena says, reminding me that I am still underage.

I shrug necking the rest of the bottle back and throwing it into a nearby bush.

"People are going to stop giving you breaks guys. They just don't care anymore. They don't remember that our parents are dead, they've got their own lives to deal with. They've moved on you should try too." Elena encourages us.

"What you always going to the cemetery, and writing in your diary. Is that you moving on?" I snap at her.

"Scar-"

"No Elena, you can give out advice when you listen to it yourself," I point out angrily, walking away to the nearby road to wait for Jenna to pick us up.

Later that night I was in my bedroom trying to sleep, but the memories stopped me as they flooded my mind. I needed a distraction and alcohol gave me it. It made me numb, unable to think, it made me feel better.

Elena could never understand that.

I get out of bed, not bothering to put on some trousers, and just wander off downstairs in my underwear and tank top. I run a hand through my hair, as i make my way into the kitchen surprised to see Stefan standing at the island a cup of coffee in his hands.

"Um, hi?" I say confused, making him look up at me.

He seems surprised to see me, before his eyes wander down to my bare legs, his eyes lingering a little longer then they should.

He coughs, looking away. "I thought you were asleep." He says, while I walk over towards the sink and bend down.

"Hmm. I'm guessing your here to talk to Elena, so where is she?" I ask him, dodging his question,a s I pull out Jenna's poorly hidden bottle of vodka.

"She went to the bathroom." He answers me, looking down at the bottle in my hands with judgment. "Why-"

"Don't, I've already got Elena and my aunt nagging me to stop drinking," I cut in, walking towards him, as he glances back down at my bare legs.

I smirk."Do you like my sister?"

"Um, I do." He says, looking stiff as I walk towards him.

"Then why do you keep looking at me like that? Do I turn you on? Do you want me Stefan?" I smirk, trailing my finger down from his neck to the waistband on his jeans.

Stefan can't help but stare into my eyes, leaning in closer to me, like hes in a daze.

"Scar?" Elena calls out, coming down the stairs.

I groan, rolling my eyes, pulling away and hiding the bottle behind my back.

"I'm in here." I tell her, as she walks into view, looking down at my clothes with wide eyes.

"Oh my God, Scar put some clothes on. Stefan's here." She shrieks, taking a step towards me.

"Calm down. I going to bed." I reassure her with one hand.

"Goodnight Elena." I tell her, as I walk past her, clutching the bottle in my hands. "Goodnight Stefan." I say turning to send him a quick wink.

I'm honestly loving just writing this book.

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