"He isn't the one manipulating me to get into my panties," Elena said scowling every so slightly because it was clear Stefan didn't understand where she was coming from or how hurt she was about the one person that she thought was good in this place turned out to be like everyone else.
"I know where I stand with him. It's plain and clear but you... you pretend to be nice and charming. Give me choices and clothes but in the end it is all because you want to get back at your brother. You are just like everyone else in this god awful town." Shaking her head Elena pushed herself past Stefan, moving through the door, and heading for her own room.