The Fire Inside

The time when Stefan came to Mystic Falls was also the time when our story started. Stefan came to search Elena, Katherine's doppelganger, for that the prophecy of both finding each other, falling in love over and over again could fulfill itself. But this will not be their story, but the story of a girl never being the most interesting or popular one of the three. A girl who never got the most famous boys. A girl who didn't know that she wasn't just any girl. She was a witch. When Stefan decided to head towards Mystic Falls his darker brother, Damon, followed him and tracked him down. Knowing that Stefan would choose to be a student on the high school just like Elena, Damon did what he would always do. Trying to be one step ahead of his brother.

Chapter 1 Mathematical Seduction

It was a sunny first school day when Bonnie and Elena entered the school, their thoughts still in their summer holidays. Bonnie felt for Elena who had still to deal with the terrible death of her parents while everybody in school looked at her like something happened to her and not just to her parents. Bonnie, her best friend, was always there to support her while in the meantime nobody gave a shit about what happened in her life all the time. Even Elena or Caroline weren't interested in her destroyed family, her crazy grandmother or the strange things that were happening to her lately. But Bonnie didn't want to give Elena more sad or mystical things she had to think about and so she kept the secrets for herself. She didn't tell her that if she got angry all the lights in the room began to shatter. And that candles just began to burn if she gave them a glance. Sometimes a voice in her head told her that her grandma wasn't that crazy, that maybe the stories were true. That maybe she wasn't just the third little wheel of the group. But a girl with magical power. She didn't believe in magic it just would be too good to be true.

„Bonnie, hey! Are you with me? Look at that beautiful ass back there in the secretary! "Elena said while bumping her on the shoulder. And the love story between Stefan and Elena began.

In class they were waiting for the new math's teacher to arrive. Elena was spending her time with going into raptures about Stefan while Bonnie was nibbling at her pencil. Suddenly with a „crack" the pencil broke in two pieces and fell on the desk. Disbelieving the girls looked on the table.

"What the hell did you do? " Elena asked a bit horrified.

„I've no idea...I was just...nibbling! " Bonnie stuttered.

"But it's not possible that a pencil breaks just because of some nibbling!"

The voice in Bonnie's head started talking again. Magic . Magic is the answer. "No! "she pulled out and kicked the broken pencil on the floor.

"What no? "Elena asked like her best friend had completely lost her mind.

Bonnie didn't know what to do. Telling her what happened in the last few weeks would have consequences. She would think that she'd gone crazy, Bonnie was sure of that. "Sorry... I need some fresh air I will be back in a minute" she said and stood up.

Quickly she went to the door and out of the classroom. As soon as she left and closed the door she heaved a sigh of relief. How could she explain something to Elena she didn't even understood herself? Tired of thinking she closed her eyes.

"Do I really want to go inside when even a student leaves the classroom? "asked a deep masculine voice full of irony.

Embarrassed she opened her eyes and looked right into a pair of ice blue ones. Right in front of her stood the most beautiful man she has ever seen in her life.

"I...I just needed..." she began to stutter, irritated by his unbelievable attractive appearance.

"Some fresh air", he finished her sentence with a small dark laughter.

She smiled shy and nodded.

„Tell me your name".

"Bonnie".

He looked at her with his stinging eyes. „So Bonnie you can decide between going into the classroom with me now and staying outside. But know if you stay outside I'll too. And I don't know what I'd do with you in that case" he said and watched her from the bottom to the top like he would like to eat her up completely.

Bonnie couldn't know that his intentions really went into that way; she just stared at him with her mouth wide open. Did he really just say this? her brain screamed. He stood right in front of her so she could smell him, a bit of moose and forest mixed with something she couldn't identify. Not able to answer she nibbled at her lip while some hairs fell into her face. He came closer again and pulled them back. The moment one of his fingers touched the chocolate skin of her face she felt something dark, uncontrollable dangerous in him. Afraid she stepped back and hit the door.

„What was that?" she whispered full of fear, but still banned of the sexual tension that came from him.

He pulled up one of his black bushy eyebrows. „So you're more than just any beautiful girl, are you?" he said and added like he would talk to himself:" And you don't even know obviously" He looked her in the eyes. "Forget what just happened between us, just remember that you met me in front of the classroom and told me your name. Go back in the classroom now" he said.

Confused Bonnie stepped back, opened the door and reentered the classroom followed by him.

Everyone looked at the new teacher like if he was the eight world wonder, exactly as they had looked at Stefan. Bonnie set down next to Elena who sent her a curious glance. „What the hell did you do out there?" she whispered.

„I needed some moments for me and just met our new teacher who asked me for my name. Nothing else I think" she answered without hesitating. „He's incredibly hot, don't you think?" Bonnie said back to her normal voice.

Elena nodded.

The young man turned to class. „My name is Damon Salvatore and I'll be your math teacher with a lot of pleasure" he said and grinned devilish.

Bonnie observed the other students; did they also notice the force of attraction she felt in every inch of her body? Suddenly she saw Stefan terrified looking at the teacher. In his eyes she read surprise, angriness and a bit of fear. Did he know Damon Salvatore? Elena answered her question.

" Bonnie, Stefan's name is also Salvatore! This can't be chance!"

„Maybe it's his uncle or something like that" Bonnie turned her head back to the front. To Damon . It was impossible to see him as Mr. Salvatore. He seemed to be hardly older than herself, wearing jeans and a leather jacket, she just couldn't see him as a normal teacher.

„So if the girls in the second row have finished thinking about me and my younger cousin Stefan we may start lesson"he said with irony in his voice.

"Sorry" Elena said fast while both were wondering how he could hear what they were just saying.

He went to the blackboard and began to write the headline for today, functions. Every of his movements seemed completely elegant and controlled, just like a predator. His black hair seduced to wring fingers inside of it. Bonnie nearly felt his silky hair under her hands. Dreaming of this feeling she didn't notice that everybody was doing some exercises out of the book. Damon turned around and his blue eyes met her green ones. Slowly he shuffled of his black leather jacket and piece for piece she saw his muscular arms. The white T-shirt nestled to his upper body so Bonnie could see every muscle. The whole time he fixated her, like it was a show just for her.

„I can't be angry with you Bonnie, but instead of daydreaming you should do the repetition in your book" he said, sarcasm in every single word as if he exactly knew what she was thinking.

Bonnie felt raising anger in her chest. Even though she couldn't remember what happened in front of the classroom she just knew that he did this for her. Elena grinned silently in her book. With a sniff she ignored Damon took a sheet of paper and wrote on it: Am I dreaming or is he interested in me? While glancing in the book she snipped the message to Elena. She read it and nodded without hesitation. Bonnie turned around and observed the class. Everyone was writing except Stefan. He still fixated the new teacher, now with anger.

„If you don't know what to do, it's not the problem to ask" Damon suddenly said.

It took till he stepped by their desk that Bonnie noticed that he was talking to her. He stood right next to her, one hand placed on the desk, the other on the back of her chair. Bonnie felt trapped between Elena's chair and Damon's body. She could smell him and it was like she did it before not really able to remember. She didn't dare to look at him so she focused on the book.

„So you have problems with functions I see. Maybe it would be a good start to take a pen" he said with his deep masculine voice.

His left hand made the human cage of his body disappear, took a pencil out of her sac and slowly put in on the blank sheet of paper. The whole time Bonnie tried to breathe slowly. She just couldn't escape his seductive aura; her head was all confused because of his perfect body so close to hers. Her brain shouted at her that writing down something now would maybe not make her appear like the most stupid student of this world. Still trying to ignore his presence she began to write down the exercise. Two functions somehow should be mixed together.

„You have to put one part deep into the other to make it work" Damon whispered in her ear. And it didn't sound like he was talking of mathematics.

„Yeah, right. One function in the other, thanks a lot for the tip" she said also trying to be ironic. He laughed deeply and stepped back. When he turned around to go back to the front she sighed.

"So everyone has finished? " he asked while glancing at Bonnie. "So may someone come to the front and write the solution for the class, oh yes baby cousin, you can!"

She looked at Stefan who stood up, pure anger in his movements. Slowly he stepped to the front, took a chalk and wrote down the solution without hesitation.

"Thank You, mate. But learning the solution in very advance is really not fair to all the others. I think you have to clean up the board and the classroom after the lesson" he said and Bonnie could feel that he was enjoying his power, while saying these words.

But why the fight between the two? Stefan nodded with hatred in his eyes and took his place.

"So next exercise...I think, You Bonnie should try it"

She felt resistance rising in her chest. He exactly knew that she only had written down the first exercise on her paper and didn't even have thought of the second.„I don't have it" she said clear and loud. He smiled.

"How surprising" Some students giggled.

She became angrier. "I think it wasn't really my fault, Mr. Salvatore" she shot out the name like it was a bullet, hitting his smiling face.

"Well well. Then you'll learn how to do it in the process, while you come to me here" his dark voice didn't show any reaction to her hatred, but the sentence sounded like an invitation.

She stood up with all self confidence she had and walked to the front full of energy. It was foolish to be afraid of him. Her anger about his behavior made her stand up to him. As she was exactly in front of him she looked him in his irritating eyes. He looked back, surprised of here standing there, one head smaller than him but self confident and brave. He saw in her deep green eyes and couldn't look away. The anger out of them laid chains on him, made her just more attractive.

"Someone told me it would be a good start to take a pen before writing down anything" she said and was very proud of her sarcasm.

He smiled even more, gave her a chalk. She took the book, slowly turned around to the board and wrote the second exercise down. She felt him, standing behind her, only a few centimeters between her back and his chest. After writing down the exercise, looking at it and thinking a few seconds, Bonnie's time on adrenaline was over. Again she had no idea what to do. The other students got bored, started to talk to each other and laughed. Only two of them were not. Elena, who felt for her best friend being tortured in the front, and Stefan watching over every of Damon's moves.

"If you need help, say it. I won't let you sit down before you wrote the solution completely on the board" he whispered in her ear and it sounded like a threat.

She felt his breath on her cheek and goose bump appeared on her whole body. She could only think of sitting down as fast as possible.

„Fine, I don't know. I need help" she said furious.

He laughed, proud of this little victory. Slowly he laid his huge white hand over her small one."You have really beautiful hands" he said and it was so quiet that she wasn't sure he did really say it.

She for herself hated her hands, her fingers where much too long, like spider legs. But the touch of his hand on hers made her notice the dangerous dark thing in him and she was sure, she'd noticed it before. But she couldn't remember when. The goose bump on her body didn't want to disappear. He began to write on the board. While he was writing, she felt him coming closer, letting disappear the small distance between them. Than every last bit of space was gone; his complete body touching hers. She felt something very hard pressing against her back. He slowly placed his other hand on her waist, his fingers wide opened, touching her waist bone. Not able to move, she felt lust rising in every inch of her body, while her head screamed to her that she was standing right in front of a class room full of students. He pressed a bit more and Bonnie hit the board with her front line, now completely unable to move. He pulled up the board so she had to step on her toes and his hardness reached the perfect point of her ass. She didn't even realize that she was writing. She only felt his body on hers. His breath. His hand on her waist.

„Stop it" she whispered, but it more sounded like a sigh.

She felt the laugh in the movement of his chest. His left hand moved forward, one finger touching the skin between her Shirt and her Jeans. His little finger moved down to the waistband of her jeans, and without hesitation in her trousers. His ring finger followed and his finger tips began to stroke the sensitive part of her skin right next to the lace of her hipster. Slowly the rest of the hand slipped into her jeans, his fingers moving in a continuing rhythm over the last piece of fabrics between him and her skin. She felt every smallest movement he made and wanted to scream for that sexual torture. Her head nearly lost control over her body, her ass pressed against his hard dick in her back, while she closed her eyes. A small explosion in her abdomen made her shake completely for moment.

"You're sure?" he asked. She spit out a breath.

" Yes, please" she moaned, not willing to risk an orgasm in front of her class.

His hand slipped out of her trousers. „Well pretty good that your sure because this is the right solution! " he said loud and stepped away from her, smiling like the devil himself.

She fell back on her whole feet. Her mind and body completely out of balance. Curious she watched at her classmates someone must have seen something! But everybody just wrote the solution down like nothing would have happened. Only Stefan seemed like if he wanted to kill Damon any moment. Slowly Bonnie returned to her seat.

The school bell rang and the hour of torture was over.

"Till tomorrow" the teacher said above the loud noise of all packing their things together and again it sounded like a threat to Bonnie.

As fast as she could she took her things and ran out of the classroom, still feeling his hands on her body.

Author: Fire