Damon's POV:
I lifted the weights over my head one more time before setting them down in the rack. I sat up on the bench and wiped the sweat off of my forehead. "Dude that was awesome, that was 120 pounds and you did 50 reps!" Tyler exclaimed. "That was nothing" I said grabbing my bottle of water off of the ground and gulped down half of it.
"Look at that hottie. That's one fine piece of ass." Mason said. I rolled my eyes; usually girls he thought were hot were dogs. He was such a manwhore. "Who?" I asked, curious. He said, "Turn around." I stood up, leaning against the cool cinderblock wall and looked over to where Mason was pointing.
She looked about twenty-two and he was right, she was hot. Her brown hair pulled back in ponytail and wearing a black sports bra and booty shorts. Her toned stomach and her full breasts were no joke. She was running on the treadmill.
"I dare you to go over there." Mason said then, clapping a hand down on my shoulder. "You don't need to dare me; I was already planning on going over there." I pulled the bottom of my tank top up to my forehead, wiping away the perspiration. "See you losers later." I said, headed over to this girl.
I stepped up onto the treadmill beside her, starting it up and said, "Hey." She looked at me from the corner of her eye and rolled her eyes. "Hi." God her voice was sexy. "I'm Damon, Damon Salvatore." She stopped her treadmill and wiped her forehead with a towel and said, "Nice to meet you, Damon." I watched as she walked away then, heading for the locker room.
I walked back over to Mason and Tyler as Mason shouted, "Damn! You just got shot down by probably the hottest babe in town." "Shut up. At least I have the balls to go over there." I said. I was slightly confused; I mean, not one girl in my entire life blew me off like she had just done. I headed for the locker room, the guys trailing behind me. I had gotten a quick shower thinking over the brief conversation had with her.
Why couldn't I get her out of my head? I didn't even know the girl, yet I felt as if I knew her. She was beautiful. Wait, what am I talking about? Since when did I get so sappy? She was hot; all I could think about was licking every inch of that stomach. I shivered as I noticed my dick stiffen. I turned the water on freezing and waited for my boner to go down.
Once I had gotten out of the shower, I walked out to the lockers with my towel around my waist. Mason and Tyler were gone, "Fucking assholes." I mumbled. I tried my hair and got dressed, grabbing my gym bag and heading out to my car.
I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, and ran smack into the girl from earlier, making her drop her water bottle. "I'm sorry." I leaned down at the same time as her to pick it up, and we bumped heads. "I got it." She said, picking it up. That's when I really got a look at her, her brown hair was down and wet from the showers and I almost lost myself in her big brown doe eyes.
She cleared her throat as I snapped back to reality. "Sorry." I said, running my fingers through my hair. "It's ok." She turned to leave, heading out into the parking lot, when I called after her, "You never told me your name!" she turned around and smiled, walking backwards, "It's Elena, Elena Gilbert." Oh how that smile made my heart skip a beat.
Wait, did I really just think that? What the hell has gotten into me? "Nice to meet you Elena." I said. She nodded her head a she threw her bag through the window of her car and climbed in. I headed to my own car, smiling like a drunken idiot which if I knew that I wasn't at the gym, I would question the possibility but I wasn't.
I threw my bag into the back seat and started the engine. Elena, I hope to see you again soon.