A/N: This is my first fanfiction. I write other things but this is my first time trying out a fanfiction so sorry if it's a bit rough. All comments and ideas are welcome:) Also, the whole story won't be like this, I just had to show them meeting. Hope you enjoy!
(Prologue)
Elena was starting her third year of college when she met Damon. She walked into her lecture that first day not knowing what to expect, to her surprise, there was a young, twenty something year old sitting in the chair behind the podium. One arm was thrown across his pile of papers and his other arm was used to prop up his head, his fist pulling half his face up, eyes closed. It looked like he would rather be anywhere else. Even though he looked like he had a long night, she couldn't deny that this man was extremely attractive.
Taking a sharp intake of breath Damon's eyes flew open, the ice blue a immense contrast against his dark lashes and hair. Yawning, he ran his hands over his face and noticed that there were already a couple of people in the room. Although they were put in an auditorium that seated over 150 students, there were only 70 allowed into this particular course, so far there were less than ten people in the room. He noticed the girl walking in, watching him as she passed.
Walking straight to the front row of the auditorium, Elena sat in the fifth seat on the right side, directly in front of the podium. She preferred to sit in this same area in nearly all of her classes, though she didn't mind being closer to this gorgeous teacher. Placing her bag in the seat beside her, she unzipped it and removed a notebook and a pen, then reached down between her seat and the next to pull her desk up. Ready for class, Elena started writing the course title at the top of her page "Anthropology: Folklore and Supernatural".
In all her years at university she had yet to have a semi good-looking teacher. But this man wasn't even close to averagely handsome. He was beautiful. Glancing up, she accidentally locked eyes with this blue eyed, black haired god. She had to force herself look away. Blushing, she turned her eyes towards her notebook and chewed on her bottom lip. Elena began doodling on the corner of her paper, in order to keep herself distracted.
He knew that if he watched her long enough that she would look up. Everyone knows that if you stare at someone long enough they start to feel it and can't resist the urge to look. If she had started at him on the way into the class why shouldn't he return the favor and stare right back. Though, he didn't really count on her turning her eyes away so swiftly. Honestly, most girls couldn't take their eyes off of him. In this case though, he couldn't take his eyes off her, and he wanted her to see him.
Face still turned down, she glanced up through her hair and eyelashes, and he was still watching her, a look of curiosity on his face. The moment their eyes locked the right corner of his mouth pulled up into a smirk which only enhanced her attraction towards him. Why did he have to be so perfect?
The class slowly filled up around her, not that she took much notice. All she could concentrate on was keeping her eyes down to restrain herself from taking glances at the front of the room. When the clock finally reached 9:10AM, the class was pretty full, and the young man made his way out from behind the stand, looked across the class, and began talking.
"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Damon Salvatore, and I hope all of you are here for the Folklore and Supernatural Anthropology course, if not I suggest you get out…like now."
Three people started scurrying toward the door, trying to shove their notebooks back in their bags, rushing to the classrooms they were supposed to be in.
"There are always a few people in the wrong class, idiots. Anyways, I assume the rest of you are in the right place and not missing a different class."
After a sufficient pause, Damon turned his back to the class as he walked toward the podium and lifted the stack of papers he had been lying on. He moved towards Elena and handed half the stack to her, giving her that smirk again, before turning and walking to the other side of the room, giving a guy over there the other half of the papers.
"Take a packet and pass them on!" Damon raised his voice a bit to call across the class.
"While I know everyone of you would love to hear that I will be teaching every class this semester, you will have to console yourselves, I won't be. I am just the teaching assistant, I will be here every class, doing a few lectures, grading all of your papers and taking any questions you have, but I am not your professor. If you bothered to do any research on the course you were taking before arriving today, you will have noticed that the professor is Alaric Saltzman. He isn't here today because the first day never matters. Yes, he told me to say this. Other days when I teach, he will probably be missing just because he doesn't like the topic we are covering or you guys are annoying him."
Elena studied Damon closely. She noticed the little smiles that tugged at the corners of his mouth when he said anything about Mr. Saltzman. It made her smile a little herself; she realized the two men must be close. She noticed almost every little thing about him, from his bulky, family crest ring, that he spun on his finger, to the way he walked confidently, shoulders back and chest slightly out. There was a constant sarcastic quality to his voice, and playfulness in his words. When he had come up to her earlier, she had even detected the intoxicating scent of colonel mixed with bourbon. Sighing, Elena realized that she had been dazing off for a good, probably 10 minutes, as Damon noted the important things to know about this course. Shocked, Elena was actually relieved that someone else would be teaching most of the time; she had never been so distracted in all of her years of school.
"Policy, blah, blah, blah. No cheating, if you don't know that why are you in college… Okay, I'm done; apparently we believe that you guys are second graders. If you don't know these kind of things, I don't know how you have survived life this long."
Giggles and a few booming laughs erupted from the class behind her. Damon smiled, shook his head, and started waving his hand in a get out motion.
"Guys, seriously, get out. I will have to see your ugly faces three times a week, for the next sixteen weeks. I'm sick of looking at you already. I'll see you Wednesday, if you really have anything to ask, come see me on the way out."
The sound of zipping bags and shuffling feet filled the room. People started quickly making their way to the door, like they were running out before he could change his mind and call them back. Elena slowly started to fill her bag back up, preparing to leave.
"Hey, don't forget to read, Alaric won't hesitate to call you out, fair warning!" Damon called after the students making their way out.
Running his hand thru his jet-black hair, Damon let out an exhausted sigh, leaning back against the lectern, waiting to see if anyone was going to come talk to him. Although, he had no idea what someone could possibly have to ask on the first day of class.
Damon watched Elena closely. She really was beautiful. He had a hard time not focusing on her while he was trying to read the syllabus, he could feel those gorgeous dark eyes watching his every little move. Looking at her now, he couldn't tell what about her he liked best. Was it her long dark hair or the eyes that were so dark you could hardly see her pupils? Then again, maybe it was that beautiful, soft looking, tanned skin or even the way her clothes clung to every one of her curves, showing off her perfect figure.
Coughing, Damon pulled himself out of his trance. Bringing himself up to a standing position, he looked around the room, noticing the last people were leaving the room. Elena was swinging her back onto her shoulder, any minute now she would be gone.
He couldn't let her leave without saying anything; he didn't know why really, he just couldn't. From his place by the podium he called over to her. A large smile adorned his face as he slowly started ambling in her direction.
"So, since we are the only ones left here, I have to ask, how are my lecturing skills? Do I have a future as a professor?"
Swinging around so that her back wasn't facing him, Elena realized he was right. They were the only ones left in the room. He was talking to her. After a moment of silence, Elena finally responded.
"I dazed off for a bit there, so they must not be too great. Oh and using the words 'blah, blah, blah' in a lecture, very professional. So you totally have a future as a professor." A close-lipped smile spread across her face.
He finally reached her seat as she started to meander in the direction of the door. Damon beside her, they headed to the door, which was closer than either of them wished.
"Well it's good to know I'm already boring students to death, I have to get that skill perfected. Also, nice to know I am come in, seriously hung over, and still do my job."
Well, now she knew why he smelled of bourbon. He was rather enjoyable to talk to, she must admit. Laughing, Elena was surprised that he was actually keeping her interest. With school as her main priority, she hadn't really given any guy a second thought in years.
"Nice to know: makes first impressions drunk."
"Just be glad it was me who came today. Alaric made me drink with him last night, and today he could hardly stand up. And now here we are, you graced with my presence, me cursing Alaric, and him asleep at home. Bastard."
Giggling, Elena stepped over the threshold, out the door. Not wanting to take up any more of this grad student's time, she knew it was time to go.
"Well it was nice meeting you, time for me to run to my next class. I guess this won't be the last time I see you."
She took his smile as his goodbye. Turning her back on Damon, Elena strode down the hall, heading toward the exit and her next class.
"You certainly will."
A/N: Warning, I am in college, sometimes I'm busy, sometimes not. I will try to get chapters up every few days though! The longest it should ever take is a week, and if it takes me that long, I'm just being lazy and have writers block! Hope you stick around and see what is to come:)
