Damon Salvatore... Does the man actually needs to be introduced? Probably not. He's well known in Mystic Falls to be a dick. ...And he might be one. A little, at times. At least, that's the only thing he allows people to see, everyone but her. No, this isn't a story about Miss-y Elena Gilbert, and her so-called hesitation as to choose one of the Salvatore brothers, no, this is about about Cami. Camille Monroe, daughter of Richard Lockwood and Alianah Monroe ; she, therefore, happens to be Tyler's half sister. He never knew about her existence until last year as he learned what he was, he also learned his family had a lot more secret out of the lycanthropy. At her mother's death Cami left New York to be along with her last living family members : the Lockwoods, even though they didn't knew about her, she knew about them. Mystic Falls was just a simple, boring, little town lost somewhere along Virginia ; and that changed from the City, but she got over it eventually. It's there she met him. Arrogant jackass with a damn cute smile, king of the irony and sarcasm, as for idiotic jokes that was not even funny at all, but succeeded to make her giggles anyway just because of the way he was saying it ; Damon Salvatore. Gorgeous body, handsome face, dark, raven hair that only contrasted more with his so freaking bluue... Baby blue eyes. This man was a Greek God. Clearly. The first time she ran into him at the Grill, she couldn't help but stare. And God knows, she was beautiful, she could have any guys at her feet and she knew that, but something about him... Hit her. He was different. Something was drawing her to him... And her instincts never led her on before, so she fallowed them.