So far Stefan knows that I want to be a writer, I have a little brother going through a drug phase, that my favorite book is Harry Potter, and that I have a diary that I keep hidden behind a hideous ceramic mermaid.

Stefan has told me that he wants to be a doctor and is currently studying to become one at Whitmore University, he has a big brother with a bourbon issue, his favorite book is The Great Gatsby, and he keeps a "journal" because "diaries are for girls".

"OK" he said, trying to think of another question, "favorite song. Go."

"I'm sorry Salvatore, I don't have a favorite song, there's too many. "

He gave me a shocked face, "That's bullshit and you know it. Your favorite song is probably embarrassing and girly, just like your diary." He replied, laughing at his own cleverness.

"You know what. You're right. My song is embarrassing and very girly, I'm not telling you," I said triumphantly as I saw the puppy lip forming on his face.

"You know what. I'll trade you. My favorite song for your favorite song. No way in hell yours is worse than mine."

I bit my bottom lip and thought about it. He could already see me coming around as the smile on his face came back. "You promise yours is more embarrassing."

"Definitely. By far. No contest." He exclaimed with a smug smile on his face.

"Fine. It's A Thousand Miles by Vanessa Carlton," I said hiding my face from his scrutinizing glare.

When he didn't say anything I looked up and saw him battling with his face to keep himself from laughing.

"That's literally the most cliché answer you could've given!" he yelled.

"Shut up! Now you have to tell me your song." I said with blush attacking my face.

His face immediately stopped. I knew this was going to be good.

"Patseh in usha" he mumbled.

"What?"

"Partish in the usha" he mumbled again.

"Stefan Salvatore I swear to everything. Tell me now!"

"Party in the USA" he whispered just barely loud enough for me to hear him as he lowered his head.

I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at him waiting for him to say 'gotcha' or 'just kidding!' He didn't.

Now it was my turn to laugh. And I did so loudly and strongly I had to hold onto him for support.

"Easy…" he said with his face full of blush, finally looking up at me.

"I didn't say anything," I replied still giggling.

"Yeah, well your face said something" he answered as we locked eyes. He gave me a small smile.

Geez, he has really beautiful eyes. They're like huge grasslands encased in those little orbs. He turned forward again and continued hiking. We eventually got to the bottom of the mountain and I didn't even realize I had been staring at his profile the whole time we hiked.

By the time the hike ended it was almost dark even though it was only 6 o'clock and we were all starving. Stefan announced to everyone to get changed and come to the dining hall for dinner ASAP.

We all dispersed when Stefan grabbed my arm. "So I'll see you later Elena?" he asked.

I nodded just when Bonnie and Caroline both came by next to me and looped their arms through mine. We walked back to the Girl's wing quickly and got changed.

"So I'll see you later, Elena?" Bonnie tried to mimic Stefan's deep and seductive voice.

"Shut-up, we were just talking."

"Mhmm sure, Elena…" Caroline said, wiggling her eyebrows in my direction.

Bonnie chimed in, "Caroline gave you guys a couple name already. Ready? Stelena."

I gave Caroline a confused face.

"Get it? Stefan and Elena. Stelena. Hello? Am I the only person here with cute nickname experience! " Caroline said, exasperated.

"Well Care, I don't think a gorgeous twenty-year-old guy wants to be with me, an eighteen-year-old girl who barely got into college."

"Elena, Whitmore is a great college, your dad went there!"

"So does Stefan." I mumbled to myself.

"What!" Bonnie and Caroline screamed at the same time.

"Yes, he goes to Whitmore, no I haven't told him I was accepted. It looks too weird." I sighed.

"Elena Gilbert its not weird its perfect! And then you can fall in love, go to college, he'll be a doctor and you'll be a writer so you can stay at home with your kids!" she squealed and clapped her hands. "And then after you have your first kid you'll publish your second book and it'll be all about the married life. And then after your second kid you guys will settle down and get a nice big house from his fat doctor paychecks!"

"You know what Care? As good as that sounds, I think it may be a little too early to start planning our lives out."

"Its never too early"

We walked to the dining hall where there were abundances of fresh fish, salads and the ever-popular chicken strips.

Stefan was sitting at one of the long red lunch tables when it happened. Katherine made eye contact with me right before sitting next to him, very closely next to him, if I might add.

Ugh she's over there with the hottest guy in the room, while I'm contemplating whether or not I want chicken strips. I knew Bonnie and Caroline saw me staring when they offered to split dessert. If there's one thing Caroline Forbes doesn't do: it's dessert. Unless it's a lonely Saturday night and she thinks se can watch The Notebook without crying.

"I'm fine, guys, really. He belongs to nobody, not me, and not Katherine and her fake boobs." I said jokingly.

"Maybe not yet, but if we let Katherine spin him in her web, then she'll just spin him into her bed, and he belongs in Elena's bed not hers." Caroline was getting worked up and Bonnie had to calm her down with some fat free yogurt.

I looked over and saw Katherine bending over and basically sticking her boobs out in the open trying to get Stefan's attention, when he seemed extremely interested in his chicken strips.

I found myself staring at him when I caught Katherine's eye. She whispered something into Stefan's ear and he looked straight at me.

Great, she probably told him I was staring at him while he was eating.

But then a smile came to his face and he waved me over. Me. Over. To sit with him and Katherine? I put on my best fake smile and walked over to them.

He stood up still smiling: "Hey Elena, care to join?" He motioned at the seat directly across from him.

I bit my lip pretending to weigh my options, when we all knew I would have said yes in a heartbeat. "Hmm"

He chuckled at me while Katherine was still seated, staring at us.

"I guess so. I mean its not like I have anywhere better to be." My voice was dripping with sarcasm. He smirked at my answer and I chuckled sarcastically.

Oh joy, just Stefan and me. And Katherine. This lunch was going to be just great.

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So sorry for not updating in about a week! I was in the hospital and couldn't get any writing done but I'm ok now! Sorry for the lack of Damon. This was kind of a filler chapter.