While I ship Bamon in this fandom, I read a fic from HeronRainwater about these two and love the potential!

iPod Shuffle Challenge! Put your iPod on shuffle. Whatever song comes on, write a short story about it. You have as long as the song is to write the story. Once the song ends, no looking back, no changing anything, and no rewinding! Make as many as you want, most people do ten. Remember-no looking back, even after you're done. No rereading, even when you're done. Oh, and have fun!

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Title: Blossom
Pairing: Caroline/Jeremy
Rating: T (some language)
Genre: varies

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Song: You Are the Music in Me
Artist: HSM Soundtrack

Caroline and Elena sat on Elena's bed browsing the latest issue of Seventeen magazine for new hairstyles to try. It was their monthly sleepover ritual.

Bonnie entered the bedroom wrapped in a towel, fresh out of the shower. "All yours," the witch said to Caroline as she plopped down beside her friends.

"Don't start without me," Caroline warned Elena and Bonnie as she made her way into the bathroom.

"Wouldn't dream of it," Elena replied.

In the jack and jill bathroom that connected Elena and Jeremy's bedrooms, Caroline stripped off her clothes tossing them into a pile by the sink. She pulled up her blonde hair and held it in place with her hand while gazing at her reflection in the mirror.

It was hard to believe that she was immortal. That she was going to live forever. That she was going to look exactly like this for eternity or until someone drove a stake through her heart. Looking back she wished she would have known that she was going to be turned - pinching a tiny pudge of skin on her belly – she would have done a few extra sit-ups in gym class.

With her sensitive hearing she should have heard him coming a mile away, but Caroline was a little distracted by her self-critique of her body and so she didn't hear the door open until it was too late.

"S-s-sorry," Jeremy muttered as he stood there staring at her.

Caroline, unable to speak (for once) attempted to cover herself from the lustful gaze of her best friend's little brother. But just for a moment, until she remembered she was a vampire.

With lightening speed she was standing an inch in front of him.

"You're going to leave now and forget you ever saw me naked," she told him pupils growing large in compulsion.

"Trust me," the boy replied. "I'm never going to forget that."

Caroline scowled.

Stupid fucking vervain.

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Song: You Belong with Me
Artist: Taylor Swift

It was a full moon and Caroline Forbes sat on the crumbling stone stairs of the underground sanctuary where Tyler Lockwood became a werewolf for the first time. She looked around the surrounding woods for any sign of him, but he'd left Mystic Falls – just when they'd started to become friends or more than friends. It made Caroline's brain hurt it was so complicated. Tyler. Matt. Tyler. Matt. Tyler.

Clearing her head of all boy-related drama, Caroline decided to do a bit of hunting.

Using the skills Stefan had taught her, Caroline snagged an unlucky raccoon before it even knew what happened. As she sat with the dead carcass beside her, she sighed into the silent forest. This was the part of being a vampire that sucked. Yeah. Sucked. Ha. Ha. The puns weren't even funny anymore.

When she got back to her car, she was surprised to find Jeremy leaning against the bumper waiting for her.

"Hey," she greeted him, clicking the unlock button.

"Hey," he looked up meeting her eyes. "Can I hang out with you for awhile?"

"I was about to go home."

"Oh." His gaze dropped away and he started walking up the road.

"Jeremy. Wait." Caroline called after him. The tall boy stopped walking and turned around. "We can go to The Grill for coffee. Come on."

He took a few steps her way, then stopped and threw his arms her. Surprised by his actions, and a little uncertain how to respond she hugged him back. He squeezed her tighter and she realized he was crying.

"It's okay. It's okay," she told him trying her best to soothe him.

"I just miss them all so much," he choked through his tears. "My mom and Dad. And Jenna. Fuck I even miss Uncle John."

"Oh Jeremy," she pulled him close, gripping onto him as tightly as she could without hurting him. "I'm here."

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Song: My Life Would Suck Without You
Artist: Kelly Clarkson

"I have to work," Matt said stoically as he shut his locker.

Caroline nodded blankly. The distance had grown between them, so much so that she doubted whether or not they were even friends. She walked down the hallway to her next class, hugging her books against her and counting the tiles on the floor. That's when she bumped into Jeremy. He dropped his phone. She dropped her books. As they both bent down to retrieve their respective belongings there was a solid crack as their heads bashed together.

"Ugh, fuck." Jeremy cupped his temple and sank further down until he was sitting on the floor.

"Sorry," Caroline reached out to rub his head. While she barely felt anything, she knew it probably hurt him.

"I think you fractured my skull," he told her.

"Don't be so dramatic," she offered her hand to help him to his feet. "I'm sure you're fine."

"I might have a concussion."

"Then don't fall asleep in class."

"Am I bleeding?" he asked.

"No."

"Bruised?"

"No."

"What about swelling?"

Caroline rolled her eyes.

"I should probably put ice on it."

"Fine. I'll walk you to the nurse."

"Can you carry my books, too?"

With a smirk on her face, Caroline took Jeremy's backpack from him. "You're such a hypochondriac."

"And you love me for it."

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Song: The Edge of Glory
Artist: Lady Gaga

"Love sucks," Jeremy Gilbert proclaimed to Caroline Forbes as they each downed another beer. There were about twenty of them in the woods behind the cemetery, drinking and getting high. It was something Caroline never imagined herself doing but here she was sharing a thirty pack with some of Mystic Falls finest. If her mother knew about this…

"Guys suck," Caroline offered up another toast. Jeremy feigned a hurt look.

"So I suck now?" he asked.

"Yes. You and all your gender. SUCK." Caroline clarified, draining the last bit of her beer. After Tyler and Matt – she was done with relationships – at least for awhile.

"Yeah well," Jeremy leaned close to her. "You suck too. Literally," he whispered in her ear.

"And I'm quite good at it," she told him. "Matt said I was better than Elena."

Jeremy's aghast expression let her know she'd shared a little too much information.

"Don't look at me like that," Caroline punched him in the shoulder. "I know you're no stranger to getting a blow…"

"That's not what I was talking about," Jeremy cut her off. "I meant you being a…," he paused looking around to make sure no one was listening. "Vampire."

"So I suck because I'm a vampire," Caroline laughed drunkenly.

"Shhhh," Jeremy warned, casing the individuals nearby to see if they were listening to the conversation. No one was. When he looked back at Caroline, she'd vamped out. Thin black veins trailed down her cheeks and fangs jutted from her intoxicated grin.

"What are you doing?" Jeremy hissed, moving in front of her lest someone see her face.

"I wish I was human again," Caroline whispered, tracing a finger along the groove in his throat.

"I wish I was a vampire," Jeremy said softly, brushing his thumb against the blackness beneath her pale skin.

"Be careful what you wish for Jeremy, you just might get it."

Deep down he knew she was right.

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Song: Ass Like That
Artist: Eminem

Jeremy's phone buzzed with a message from Damon.

Ass-tronomy Lesson

Knowing Damon this was going to be interesting to say the least. A series of pictures flooded his phone. All of a girl's butts, some wearing underwear, some in thongs – others were bare.

One is from Mystic Falls

Jeremy scrolled through about twenty or so pictures before he recognized one of the photos. The girl's underwear was red and had "Matt's Tight End" written in black cursive on it. His gaze lingered on the picture. Caroline Forbes was definitely hot.

Later that day he met Bonnie at The Grille for a game of pool. As they were playing, Caroline and Damon arrived. While Damon made his way to the bar, Caroline came over to say 'Hi' to Bonnie. Jeremy tucked his phone deep inside his pocket, taking no chances that someone might see the picture he'd saved.

Everything was going fine until Damon joined them.

"So what did you think of those pictures I sent you?"

Jeremy cringed. Leave it to Damon to mention that in front of Bonnie and Caroline.

"What pictures?" Bonnie asked.

Before Jeremy could come up with a lie, Damon had spewed the entire truth. Jeremy shriveled under Bonnie's angry glare.

"I deleted them," he told her not wanting to anger the witch.

"Not all of them," Damon winked. "I bet you saved one…"

"Damon…," Jeremy attempted to protest but Damon had already gotten his phone. Damn vampires.

"Is that me?" Caroline shrieked when she saw the photo. "Oh my God, that's me! How did you get this?"

Bonnie looked over her friend's shoulder at the picture and she frowned, giving Jeremy the "we need to talk" glare.

Jeremy swallowed hard. Why did Caroline have to have such a fine ass?

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Song: Eye of the Tiger
Artist: Survivor

Jeremy fell hard on top of Caroline plunging a wooden spoon against her ribcage, just above where her heart was. His body heaved with laden breaths as he struggled to breathe.

"Good job, Buffy." Caroline smiled from beneath him.

"Thanks," he panted just as Caroline flipped him over and pinned him, pressing the same wooden spoon against his throat.

Jeremy knew he wasn't stronger than a vampire. He had to use his intelligence not his strength to defeat her.

"Isn't Jersey Shore on right now?" he asked.

"Nice try," Caroline replied, removing one hand from the spoon's handle to comb back her blonde hair.

"I think I just saw Tyler Lockwood jog by without a shirt."

"It's not going to work, Jeremy."

"Well, I guess you got me." Jeremy let his body go limp. "I hope I taste good."

"I hope you do too," Caroline pressed her lips against his.

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Song: Hey There Delilah
Artist: Plain White T's

It was the night of the Senior Prom.

"Say cheese!" Caroline said holding up her phone to take a picture.

Jeremy pulled Bonnie closer as they, along with Stefan and Elena all chorused "cheese" as the moment was captured digitally.

"One more! Stefan was making a face!" she called out.

"Stefan's always making a face," Damon commented loudly as he slammed the door of his Camaro. He came up the pathway beside them and took the phone from Caroline. "Go," he said to her. "Get in the picture."

"Someone's being nice," Elena teased the elder Salvatore.

"Don't get used to it," Damon smiled.

Caroline squeezed in beside Jeremy, who threw an arm around her shoulder. She tilted her head so that it rested on his shoulder, pressing her palm against his chest.

Damon held the phone up instructing everyone to say, "Twilight Sucks".

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Song: I Don't Wanna Be (the old One Tree Hill theme)
Artist: Gavin Degraw

Jeremy was walking through the school parking lot on his way home. He'd missed the bus and Bonnie had left school early for a dentist appointment. He'd texted Elena but she hadn't replied yet – no doubt Stefan was keeping her busy. As he passed by the Ford parked by the gate, he looked in through the window at its driver. Caroline had the seat reclined back as far as it would go. Her were closed and he could hear the music blaring through her earbuds as she lip synced the lyrics.

He stood there for a minute watching her. Her bobbed slightly side to side as her lips formed the words to the song. Jeremy's ears caught the tiny whispers as she lost herself in the music. He laughed aloud causing her eyes to snap open.

"Aren't you a little too old to be listening to Justin Bieber?"

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Song: Speed Racer Theme Song

Caroline sat in the passenger seat, fingers digging into the leather beneath her.

"Don't look so scared," Jeremy said as he placed his hands on the steering wheel. "I am a licensed driver."

"I still can't believe you passed."

"Damon's a pretty decent driving instructor."

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Song: Pour Some Sugar on Me
Artist: Def Leppard

Caroline loved the decade dances. She loved finding the perfect outfit that suited the time period. That being said, the Eighties was probably her favorite. Dressed in neon pink with hair teased high and enough blue eye shadow to paint a wall mural, Caroline Forbes owned the dance floor that night. Not even the Salvatore brothers in vintage Metallica shirts and stone washed jean jackets were able to steal her thunder.

Just when Caroline thought she'd outdone herself, Jeremy Gilbert stepped on the dance floor. His blonde mullet wig contrasted with the long black trench coat. As he approached Caroline he smiled, revealing a pair of plastic fangs.

"Seriously?" Caroline's hands dropped to her hips.

"What?" Jeremy shrugged. "I'm David, from the Lost Boys."

"You're a dork."

"Shut up and dance with me."

FIN

One of these drabbles is going to be expanded. Which one would you like to see made into a one-shot? Let me know
-Gemma