MONDAY
EPOV
"Have a good day." My dad, John, said when he dropped me off Monday morning. He was apprehensive about me going anywhere since he'd seen me kiss Damon on Saturday.

"Okay, bye Dad." I closed the door and he drove off. I walked to my group of friends and we walked into the school. I would have went to find Damon but I didn't know where to look. I'd never really seen him around before.

We all stopped at my locker, everyone chatting about how their weekends had been.

"what about you, Lena?" Erin asked.

"Um, well..." I was thinking of a way to phrase my answer when my locker door slammed shut. I turned around to yell at whoever had done it, and met a pair of bright blue eyes.

Over Damon shoulder I saw looks of disgust on my friends faces. I knew they didn't like guys like him, which was going to make this all the more fun. I smiled at the thought and pulled him down to my lips.

"Morning, Princess." He said, smirking.

"Don't call me that." I snapped.

"Okay." He said, grabbing my hand. He turned around and we met the angry faces of my friends.

"Good morning, ladies." Damon said with a fake smile. He reached over and took my bag from Erin's arm and held onto it.

"Come on." He said, tugging on my hand. I looked at my friends, whose disgust changed to shock. I smiled and waved then walked off with Damon.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"We're going to meet my friends, then I'm walking you to English." He said.

"How'd you know I had English first?" I asked, almost scared.

"Because I have English first."

"We have English together?" How had I not seen HIM?

"And French...and History."

"How did I not know?"

"I'm in the back. I'm always in class early. I can't afford to fail if I'm ever gonna get out of here."

"What do you want to do after you graduate?"

"I wanna move to New York, open a record store..." He shrugged. "I'm eighteen, I can break into my trust fund whenever..."

"Wow..." That was all I knew to say. I didn't know that much about music or New York.

"CHARLIE!" A guy yelled from a picnic table outside.

"JAY-DOG!" Damon yelled back. They got a few weird looks, but that was all.

"Elena, these are guys. Guys, Elena." He said dropping my hand and taking his seat. I saw two girls out of the group looking at me with cold eyes, everyone else seemed fine with me.

'She's hot, Charlie." The one he called Jay-Dog said.

"I know." Damon smiled at me.

"You can come closer." A blond boy said. "We don't bite...much."

"Shut up." Damon said. "Yeah, Elena, come up here, sit with me." I hesitated, but sat next to him, keeping close, just in case.

"Here you go, Man." The blond said, passing Damon a joint. He took a drag off of it, and handed it toward me.

"No thanks." I said. He shrugged and handed it to one of the girls. He got it two or three more times before the bell rang and they all went their seprate ways.

"Damon..." I started slowly as we started toward our class.

"Hm?"

"I think you should stop smoking..." I said quickly. He stopped for a second, sighed. put his arm around my shoulder and started again.

"I know. But, I don't want to."

"I just think it would be easier for my parents to accept you if you didn't."

"Well, Babe, I'm not gonna walk up to your dad and ask him if I can light up." He said. "I haven't lost that many brain cells."

Shut up." I said, but couldn't help but smile.

"Why do your friends call you Charlie?" I asked Damon as we walked to his lunch table.

"You don't listen to Hollywood Undead, do you?"

"No."

"Then you wouldn't get it."

We got to the table, but before I even got to sit down the girls, Vicki and Anna, Got up.

"Bathroom." Anna said, pushing me to go. I looked at Damon for help, but he was talking someone else.

Vicki and Anna shoved me into the bathroom and closed the door, standing in front of it so I couldn't get out.

"What do you want from him?"

"Who?"

"Damon."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said. Vicki scoffed and sat on the counter where the sinks were.

"Please, like one of you would date one of us just to be a couple. Are you tryoing to make an ex jealous? Scare your parents to geta new car?"

"No!"

"Then why?"

"Because I like him!"

"Right." Anna said. "You can lie to the guys, but not to us. If you hurt him, you're going down, honey. He's already been through enough hell to last two lifetimes and he only turned eightteen three weeks ago."

"Look, I don't plan to hurt him. I really like him." They looked at me for a long time, then looked at each other, then back at me.

"Okay. We'll trust you. Don't make us regent it." They opened the door to walk out, and walked right into Erin and KC.

"Elena!" They exclaimed. Well, I wasn't getting out anytime soon.

"Who is that guy?" Erin asked.

"Damon Salvatore." I sighed, sitting where Vicki had been.

"How old is he?"

"Eighteen."

"Where'd you meet him? Where does he live? Who's-"

"Guys!" I said. "Chill. What is wrong with you?"

"Elena, you made-out with a stoner in the hallway, right in front of us! We didn't even know you had a boyfriend! You are dating right?"

"Since Saturday."

"Spill." KC said, speaking for the first time, and tossing her heavy dark hair over her shoulder.

"Well, When Caroline, Bonnie and I had detention last Saturday, he was there-"

"Shocker."

"Shut-up! Things happened and we ended up going out that night."

"Where'd you go?" Erin asked.

"We saw a movie and went to McDonald's."

"He didn't even buy you a decent dinner?"

"I wanted to go to McDonalds, just so you know!" I snapped. "He would have taken me anywhere."

"What did you go see?" KC asked, rolling her eyes at Erin.

'We caught some weird movie with Bonnie and Jeremy. I think it was called the Room Mate..."

"Who's Jeremy!"

"Ask Bonnie. Look, I've gotta go. I'll see you later." I shoved past them and found my way back to Damon.

"Took you long enough." He said playfully.

"Erin and KC caught me." I said. "I don't want to know how bad it's going to be a practice today."

"Well...you could play hooky on being a cheerleader today and come hang out with me..."

"Really?"

"Sure."

"Thank you. You're so saving my life."

He smiled and offered and apple to me. I took it, smiling back."

"This is your house?" I asked, when he opened to door of his black Mustang for me.

"Yup." He said, leading me up to the door. "You hungry?"

"Yeah."

"Just drop your bag anywhere. Don't worry, Chester won't chew it up."

"Chester?"

"My dog. He's in his teething stage now, but he likes my dads shoes better."

"Is that really smart?" I asked, remembering the burn mark on his arm.

"He won't care. Do you like Ramon Noddles?"

"Love them." He picked me up and threw my over his shoulder.

"Damon, put me down!" I squealed.

"I will." He said. A moment later I was sitting on a counter.

"I have legs!"I snapped.

"I know he answered, squeezing my calf quickly and then fixing two bowls of Noddles and putting them in the microwave.

"Now, we're all alone in very big house. What should we do?"

"I don''t know."

"I do." He said quietly, walking in between my legs and pressing his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer to me. He licked my lips, and I let him in eagerly. He tasted sexy...but some how sweet. For some reason he reminded me of dark chocolate and strawberries.

"Elena." He said, breaking away from me. "I can't-"

His word were cut off by a shrill beep from the microwave. He went and got our food and I hopped off the bar. We ate in an awkward, but somehow comfortable silence.