1A/N: This popped into my head a few days ago and I haven't been able to get it out of my mind. This story is told in third person, yes, but it will switch point of views from Elena and Damon- er, Professor Salvatore. *winkwink* It may be a little slow in the beginning, but bear with me people. It does get better. It's also my first story, so I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: I don't own "Firework" by Katy Perry, The Vampire Diaries, or any of its characters. Although, owning Damon would make me extremely happy. x)

Chapter 1: College, the Epitome of A Young Society

Elena POV:

'CAUSE BABY, YOU'RE A FIIIIIIIREWORK! C'MON, LET YOUR COOOOOLORS BURST!

The loud Katy Perry song woke Elena with a startle, jumping and then groaning as she pressed the snooze button on her alarm clock. She opened her eyes, removing her hand from the clock and sitting up slowly, looking over at her dorm roommate, Bonnie. She smiled slightly, happy that she found someone like her living with her for the rest of the year. Her first year. She found herself smiling wider at this thought, laughing lightly.

As she pulled the sheets off her, she thought back to when she first arrived on campus, amazed by everything in sight. Her father, Alaric, his nuisance of a girlfriend Jenna, along with her twin sister, Kat, or Katherine as their dad calls her, were all with her during this magical moment. Her eyes were wide and bright, she had on the widest smile and was clutching her bags and her sister's hand during the entire time.

"'Lena, this place is huge. It almost makes me wish I did better in high school to get into a college like this— almost," Kat ended with a laugh, making Elena laugh in response.

"Kat, you're a genius. Like I've said multiple times before, if you just applied yourself—"

"I know, I know," Kat interrupted, "I've already had this talk with dad, I don't want to hear it from you, too. Besides, I'll be fine. Working at the Yogurt Town while going to night school won't be so bad…" she said sadly, attempting to give Elena a warm smile. Instead of saying anything more, Elena just nodded smiling brightly and looked back at the school, hearing her father and Jenna catching up to them. Kat looked back and then said in a low voice so they couldn't hear, "Walk faster, I so don't want to hear her voice," That made Elena laugh in response. She looked at the paper given to her in the acceptance package, giving her all of the information she needed.

"Dormroom 307, roommate Bonnie Bennett," Elena said aloud, looking up at the 300-400 dorm building with a nervous feeling. What if she was awful? Or gross? Or what if she was like Caroline… involuntary shivers ran down her spine at that thought, remembering her high school years. She forced it down quickly, shaking her head at Kat's questioning gaze.

At some point of walking through the first story, Kat and Elena released their clutch from each other, finding the room to be the last one on the right. Kat smiled encouragingly at Elena and pushed her forward a bit, "Go! Dad and I will wait for you outside," she said, neglecting to mention Jenna and turned. Elena watched as she swayed down the corridor, her chocolate curls bouncing with every step she took and only turned back to the door when her twin was fully out of sight.

Elena took in a deep breath and opened the door, holding onto her bag so tightly that her knuckles turned white. The first thing she saw was two twin beds and a small, delicate girl sitting on the one to the left.

"Hi! I'm Bonnie, Bonnie Bennett. You must be Elena," Bonnie stood up as she said this, extending her hand for Elena to shake. Elena's immediate response was to smile, how could she not? She felt at ease already with her new roommate.

"Yeah, I am. It's nice to meet you," She said earnestly. She took Bonnie's hand and shook it gently, showing her teeth in the warm smile she flashed her.

After that, they were practically the best of friends. It was constant laughter from the girls as they settled in and late night movies with a pint of Ben&Jerry's.

Elena smiled at the recent memories, knowing that even without her sister, college was going to be an experience she'd never forget. After her morning routine, she looked back into the darkened room to see Bonnie still sound asleep. She quietly opened the closet, using her phone as a light to see her clothes. She decided to be simple on her first day, wearing her favorite pair of jeans that hugged her hips (a gracious gift from dear ol' Katherine), gladiator sandles, and a flowy, flowery strapless top. Her hair hung about 3 inches past her shoulders, completely straight and liked it that way. It was the only way people could tell between Elena and Kat, besides Kat dressing more... provocative, would be an acceptable term.

She grabbed her bag and her phone and walked out the door, closing it behind her softly so she didn't wake her roommate. Once she walked out the door and onto the campus, her phone buzzed in her back pocket. She pulled it out and continued to walk, but more slowly as she read it:

From:Kat

Hey twinny! Woke up early JUST for u. Hope u have a great first day! Make sure to make a move on the worthy ones for me since im not there to do it myself. ;)

Elena laughed aloud shaking her head. She quickly moved her thumbs against the keyboard of her phone:

To:Kat

Thanks for the support, Kat. Haha, maybe, if I'm up to it. Now get to work, miss!

Not even a minute later did she get a response:

From:Kat

Plz, dont make me go. I cant take another day giving snotty kids low fat frozen yogurt with toppings. AND THE FUDGE. THE FUDGE MAKES ME EAT IT. Im getting fatter everyday i walk in there. By the time you see me, everyone will be calling me tubby.

By the time Elena finished reading this, she was shaking with quiet laughter as she entered the classroom, noticing from the corner of her eye someone writing on the board.

To:Kat

Katherine Pierce! You will -not- be called Tubby. If someone calls you Tubby they'll have to deal with me. But I just walked into class. I'll call you when it's over. Bye!

She put her phone on silent and put it in her bag, not wanting any distractions on her first day. She put her bag on the side of her chair and took out her blue pen. She looked up and saw the professor before she saw the name written on the board. Holy freaking GOD, she thought to herself in amazement. She dropped her pen on her desk, mouth agape at she grazed her eyes over her new teacher.

"Hello, class. My name is Professor Salvatore and I'll be your European history teacher for the next semester," he said in a calm, velvety voice. Even his voice is incredible, good god, she thought to herself as she checked out her unbelievably good looking professor. He had raven black hair that looked like silk, sort of in a disarray, icy blue eyes that pierced into you whenever he glanced over you or in your direction, a perfectly formed jawline, broad shoulders and nicely toned muscles that you could see through the white of his shirt. He wore black pants and his shirt was rolled up to his elbows, showing off his forearms and no tie. She honestly could not believe her eyes. How could someone so gorgeous be a college professor? It was too good to be true. He couldn't be older than twenty six; it was straight up impossible.

After her quick diagnosis, she realized how rude she was acting by staring at him with complete adoration and mouth opened. She was surprised she didn't have drool spilling out of her mouth, because he was totally drool worthy. What the hell am I doing? He's a teacher for god's sake. Put yourself together, Elena! And she did. She sat up straight, but squirmed in her seat slightly when he came by and dropped the syllabus on her desk, looking at him as he did so and bit her lip to hold back a whimper when he smirked down at her.

This professor brought up feelings she hadn't had since her ex boyfriend. Even then they weren't this intense. Many scenarios ran through her mind: making out on her bed, making out at the secluded alley-type thing on the side of her dorm building, making out on his desk... Shit, she thought. That last one sent a rush of heat down under and she bit her index finger nail nervously and she sat up straighter, trying to avert her gaze from his eyes as a faint blush crept up underneath her cheeks. God, can he, like, stare any more? She knew if Katherine were in this situation, she'd be eye fucking him from across the room the entire class time, pushing her breasts out and winking whenever he looked over. But Elena isn't Kat. One, she's not that kind of girl, and two, she doesn't have that much confidence.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. While he was looking down, reading the syllabus to the class, she took her phone out and began to write a text to her sister, seeking advice pronto before she wet her panties anymore from just hearing him speak:

To:Kat

Kitty... I'm in trouble. Deep, deep trouble. Like, waking up Jenna before noon trouble.

Elena put her phone on vibrate so she was aware when her sister would text her back, trying to act like she was concentrated immensely on the paper on her desk, though not processing any of the words. After a few minutes, her phone buzzed in her lap and she immediately opened the text:

From:Kat

Shit dude. Thats scary. Whatd u do? Forget there was an assignment and u already have an F in the class? xD

She rolled her eyes, always hating that Kat makes fun of her for her impeccable grades:

To:Kat

No, stupid. My professor... holy hell is he hot. I can't concentrate for shit.

Just as she was about to press send, she felt a presence beside her and she looked up into gorgeous blue eyes, her deep, brown ones opening wide as he smirked down at her once more.

"Hi there," he said in that delicious voice of his, "I can't help but notice you're already bored on the first day, seeing as how you're texting... Kat?" He said, looking down at the screen and a streak of panic shot through her, looking at the text and pressed the end button immediately, erasing all traces of the text. She looked back up at him and swallowed. Shitshitshitshitshit she repeated in her head, hoping he hadn't seen anything else.

He extended his hand out, looking down at her, "Phone, Miss..?" he said, expecting her to answer him with her last name.

"Gilbert. Elena Gilbert," she said quietly, not being able to tear her eyes from his penetrating stare and handed over her phone. He closed his hands around it, brushing his fingers along hers and her heard thudded in her chest.

"Well, Miss Gilbert, I hope this is the first and last time we deal with this," he finished, walking briskly away from her, "Class, I didn't really think I needed to mention this since we're all in college now, but no cell phones. This isn't high school anymore, folks, so don't make the same mistake your fellow classmate did. Miss Gilbert, you may retrieve your phone once class has ended. But for now, please try to remain focused," he finished, barely looking at her as he gave his speech. She nodded, casting her eyes down to the paper once more so she wouldn't have to look at the entire class stare at her and/or Professor Salvatore.

She felt guilt and embarrassment seethe to her very core for the duration of the class, even though the sound of his voice did distract her from some of it. How could she have been so stupid to text her sister during the first day? This had never happened to her before. Ever. She was always the good pupil: paying attention, taking notes, taking footnotes on the notes; and when she got a B on a test she considered it an F. It annoyed the hell out of Kat, but she just wanted to feel accomplished, and what was wrong with that?

The bell rang loudly, startling her and tearing her away from her convoluted thoughts. She put the syllabus in her folder and wrote down the homework assignment due Friday in her planner. As she descended the steps from her seat, she felt a powerful surge of butterflies flutter in her stomach. He was seated behind his desk by this point, looking down at some papers as she stood to the side of the desk, running her hand through her hair briefly before he looked up.

"Ahh, Miss Gilbert. Come to retrieve your phone?" He asked with a brilliant smirk, leaning back in his seat and put his pen to his mouth, putting the cap between his teeth as she noticed his eyes graze over her body discreetly and back up to her eyes. Thank god I wore these pants today, she thought gratefully.

She nodded and parted her lips slightly, "Yes. I really am sorry. I usually don't text during class; it's incredibly rude,"

"Indeed it is, which is why I took it from you today," he agreed, although it looked like he was about to say something else before he sighed and turned his smirk into a lovely smile, "But, because it's the first day, I'll let you slide with a warning. Most teachers kick you out and never give the phone back. This is probably why I'm never taken too seriously," he chuckled once he finished, and she couldn't help but laugh lightly with him; his laugh was contagious.

"I appreciate it, sir. Don't worry, it won't ever happen again," she said cooly, trying not to be a nervous wreck about whether he saw what she wrote or not.

"I sure hope not. I'll see you Wednesday, Elena," he pulled her phone from his pocket, holding it by the end so there was no chance of their fingers touching again. Damn... oh well. She took the phone and put it in her back pocket, ignoring the blinking it protruded.

"By the way, it vibrated many times. You must be a popular one, Miss Gilbert," he added before she was just about to turn to leave. The corner of her lips turned up into a small smile, not really reaching her eyes.

"Maybe. Goodbye, Professor," she added, wiggling her fingers in a small wave. As she turned, a thought popped into her head, thinking of Kat and what she would do. She walked away, swaying her hips as she did and when she turned to the door frame, she could have swore she saw his eyes glued to her lower half.

A/N: So, good? Great? Bad? Terrible? Let me know! Damon POV coming up next. Ooh, should be exciting (: