What would happen if vampires could procreate? What if Damon Salvatore found his one true match that he loved dearly for a long time but before he turns her she gets pregnant.

Angelina walked into the Mystic Falls high school on her first day back after changing schools yet again. Her mother's death had brought her father back to the place where they had met each other and he hoped that the memories would stay alive. She was used to the moving but her father had promised that she would be able to start and finish school in this town. He had gotten a job working at the school as a science teacher so she hoped that she did not have him but she had spent most of the time since the move trying to get unpacked and ready for the new school. It was Monday morning and she got up putting on her clothes after having a shower and changing her outfit half a dozen times until her father yelled up the stairs telling her that she was going to be late for school.

So here she was walking into the halls of a new high school after the first semester had started and she was probably the youngest in all her classes. After her mother's death her father had taken to home schooling her and so she was technically supposed to be in grade 9 but she was entering grade 10 classes because she had done all of the grade 9 ones that she needed to get done.

Angelina finally found her locker after ten minutes of looking and then turned around and smiled to herself as she had done it completely on her own. She opened her school bag and took out her books taking the needed things out and looked at her schedule before closing and locking her locker and trying to find her way to class.

She walked into her history class and took a seat in the front and looked around as she could see that there were already people in the classroom which meant she could just take a seat and hopefully not be asked to move so that one of their friends could have a seat in the desk beside them. That was probably one of the best things about sitting in the front seat and it meant that there were a few people around who could help her out. Angelina opened up her binder to find a note from her father in it. It said: 'Hope your day goes well. By the way this school has a cheerleading team maybe you can join it.' she took the note from her father and crumpled it up into a ball before tossing it towards the garbage can only to have it hit someone as he walked into the classroom.

"I am so sorry. I was going for the garbage can."

"No worries" he picked up the piece of paper and put it into the garbage can himself. "I'm Jeremy, you must be new around here."

Angelina smiled at him. "Yes, my father and I just moved into town a few blocks away, he got a job working as the science teacher for the grade nines here at this school."

Jeremy shook his head. "That has to suck having your father as a teacher maybe in the years to come."

Angelina shook her head. "Actually it is not that bad he has been homeschooling me for the past few years since my mother died."

He took a seat beside her and smiled as he turned to explain the class to her. "This is Mr. Salzmann's class. He is actually a really nice teacher, or at least I enjoy his class. He gets you thinking most of the time about topics that we usually don't discuss."

Angelina smiled back at him. "Alright that sounds like fun. What class to you have after this?"

Jeremy thought for a second and turned to look at the teacher. "I have construction next but it is with a really annoying teacher so I hope you don't have that class with me. Nothing against you of course just I don't want anything to bore you to death like he does."

Angelina laughed as she disturbed the class. Mr. Salzmann walked over to her desk and put his hands on it. "Is there something funny over here that you would like to share with the class miss Megan?"

Angelina shook her head. "No sir nothing funny at all."

He walked back to the front of the room. "Alright why were you laughing then?"

Angelina shrugged. "No reason I guess. I just enjoy being this way for the time knowing that I am not moving again and that my father might finally get over my mother's death."

The teacher turned to her, she had gotten his attention for the moment. "You and I will discuss that after class in detention over lunch with your father present."

Angelina shrugged as she slowly began to pay less and less attention to the teacher's or his lesson he was giving. By the end of class she had drawn random things on her notebook and she had not even looked at the assignment that was due the next day. As she got up from class she was about to walk out only to have the teacher call her name when she was at the door. "What do you want from me now?"

Mr. Salzmann sat down at his desk and looked at her. "Your marks for history are very impressive to say the least Angelina. But I am wondering why you decided to take the applied level class instead of the academic level where you should be."

She knew her tempter could not take too much more of this and that if she did lose it her father would literally murder her when she got home that night. "I don't want to be in the upper level class if you haven't noticed already everyone in this classroom is a year older than I am at least. Yet I have my licence because of who my father is and I get everything I want because of my mother's death. He dragged me to this crummy town in the middle of nowhere because this is where he met my mother and now he expects me to put up with living here just because he wants to. So here is your answer, I am not switching class right now. I don't want to switch and provided my grades are good there is nothing you could do to make me switch classes. Now if this conversation is done I have to go get lost in order to find my next classroom and no I don't need your help to find it."


A/N: Okay guys I know this is a short chapter for me to usually write but I don't know if I am going to continue with this story. So let me know what you think so far.