"Foods here!" Caroline cheered and sat down on the couch beside me. Bonnie was on a date with Jeremy. I still have to get used to that. I looked down at the carton of rice. That was all I felt like eating.

"They gave us 6 fortune cookies. 3 each?" Caroline asked. "Sure." She placed the 3 fortune cookies in my hand. I snapped the first one and it read "The smart thing to do is to prepare for the unexpected." I quickly read the second one "You have strong protective instincts for those you love." Even I knew that. I was apprehensive to opening the third. "Better caution at first than tears afterwards." I rolled my eyes and shoved them into my pocket. I tried to concentrate on the movie. It was called "Something Borrowed" and the two girls reminded me of Caroline and I. One was definitely was a party girl, while the other could party, but was more book-wormy.

"Barbie. Elena." A familiar voice said. "Self-serving psychopath." I greeted Damon. "Hey- that was the old me, the new me is full of life and love." Damon sat down on the couch and was very close. His lips came close to me. Something about me REALLY wanted to kiss him. I turned my head. "I'm getting a soda, anyone want?" Caroline asked hopping up. "Is there any scotch?" Damon asked. "Yes, there is. I'll help." I said jumping up. "Oh no- please. I know where it is, I've been in this house like 100 times. So Elena, soda?" Caroline asked. "Scotch." I said and sat back down. "You sure you can handle that little lady?" Damon asked. I elbowed him in the ribs. "Of course I can." I whispered. He came close to me. I bit my lip but we didn't loose each others gaze. "Damon-" I said but was interrupted by him on top of me. He was kissing me. And I was kissing him back. I stopped. He looked down at me. He didn't say anything. "I'm sorry, Elena." He said and removed himself from me. Caroline arrived with two glasses of scotch and a soda. She handed us our drinks and we downed them in unison.

A few hours later Caroline went home.

Damon and I were alone. I don't know why but my mouth clearly wasn't connected to my brain. "Damon- I'm in love with you." I said. He looked at me his eyes watering. He kissed me. He was being gentle. But I didn't want gentle. I pinned him down on my bed. The way our bodies felt together were like perfectly fitting puzzle pieces. He pushed me down and kissed my neck. He took off my shirt. The doorbell wrung. "Damn." He whispered. I heard someone open the door downstairs. "Elena!" Stefan's voice cried. "Just a second!" I yelled. "shit." I whispered. I shoved him his shirt and he tossed me mine. "GO." I whispered/yelled. He looked at me puzzled. I kissed him once fast and he was gone. Stefan walked in. "Hey." He came and kissed me. It didn't feel the way Damon made me feel. "Have you been drinking? You taste like scotch." He questioned me. How the hell could I answer that. "Uhh Caroline was here and we decided to have a drink." I half told the truth and half lied. "And why are you shirtless?" He asked. God, could he be asking more questions please? "I was just about put my pj's on." I lied. For some reason I was uncomfortable with him seeing me shirtless. He wrapped his arms around my waist. "Or we could skip the Pj's." He tried to kiss me. "No, Stefan not in the mood." I said trying to break his hold. "C'mon!" He tried to persuade. "No Stefan, leave, get out." I yelled and he left. I put my shirt back on.

I woke up. It wasn't morning. I walked downstairs to stretch my legs. The kitchen had the lights on. I slowly approached the light. A hand clamped over my mouth and an arm wrapped completely around my tiny waist. I was suddenly in the kitchen and Damon was in front of me. "Damon! You scared me!" I whispered. "That was the idea." He laughed. I kissed him. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. "Come with me." He whispered. I looked down at my dark blue short shorts and skimpy tank top. "Where?" I asked. He took my hand and guided me outside. "Damon, its cold." I said. "Shhh." He guided me down the street, where his car was parked. "What do you want to do have sex in your car?" I asked. "Of course not. I'm more of a gentleman than that." I sat down in his car and it started with a jolt.