Chapter 1 – Love at first bite
Okay, so this is my first fanfic. I really hope you guys like it! This story picks up from episode 10, except without the part where Elena found the picture of Katherine and got in the car accident. There was never an Emily or Emily's necklace or pretty much any of episode 9. Bonnie, like in the show, has no mother and lives with her father. Instead of Emily, Bonnie is a descendant of Katherine, which I know doesn't make any sense...but it's the only way I could get the story to work. You'll see what I mean. Also, Bonnie has never met Stefan before, or Damon. In my story, Damon is 19. They never say how old he is in the TV show or the books, so I decided that he is 19. He looks older than 19, but vampires are supposed to look older than they really are. And he had to be within the age-range of Bonnie/Elena/Stefan.
Bonnie:
"I have to pick up something across the street. Meanwhile, why don't you have a look in that jewelry store? I mean, the dance IS tomorrow and you haven't found a necklace to go with your dress yet." Elena suggested.
"I don't know if I'm GOING to the dance. I don't even have a date! Your going with Stefan, Caroline's going with Matt—who am I supposed to go with?" Bonnie complained.
"Bonnie Bennett, you are going and that's final! Go on, pick out something nice."
"Alright, fine! Maybe I'll go with Tyler."
"Ugh, don't even jokeabout that. He's been acting like such a creep around you lately." Elena said.
"I know. Okay, meet me at the jewelry store when you're done." Bonnie said as she walked away.
As Bonnie started toward the small shop with an illuminated fluorescent sign gleaming in the window, she had the oddest sensation. It was as if someone, or something, inside her was telling her not to go in, yet another part was telling her that something amazing was waiting on the other side of the tinted glass of the door. "Oh, now you're just being silly" Bonnie thought, as she swung the door open.
She was impressed; the store did have quite a selection of things. Everything from beautiful strands of pearl necklaces to gold charm bracelets were carefully laid out everywhere. But what really caught her eye was a thin and elegant silver chain with a single diamond pendant dangling off the end. She picked it up and turned on her heel to check the price of the beautiful necklace with one of the store clerks, but before she even made it even three feet away, she smacked right into a dark leather jacket.
Damon:
"Maybe, brother, you have never been into a jewelry store, so allow me to enlighten you. Jewelry stores are filled with a bunch of women, gasping and shrieking over little shiny rocks! So no, I will most certainly not go pick up a necklace for your precious Elena." Damon insisted.
"Considering you have recently murdered my best friend, killed Vicki, and hurt Caroline, I would say you owe me quite a few favors, don't you?" Stefan said.
"I owe you nothing. And if I do remember correctly, you were the one to kill Vicki, am I right? All I did was turn her into a vampire." Damon said in fake innocence, with a smirk at his younger brother. "but I suppose," he continued, "that I could help you. Perhaps I have been a little…careless lately." He finished, knowing the word "careless" was a huge understatement, but he prided himself in knowing exactly how to get on his little brother's nerves.
"Now what did you say the inscription on the necklace that I absolutely must pick up from the store was again? Something along the lines of "Oh Elena, my pathetic teenage existence means nothing without you. And last night was so very—" but Damon was cut off, because he had to dodge the object that was being thrown at his face from across the room. Stefan just glared at him. "Alright! I'll go!" Damon said, chuckling on his way out the door.
Damon, inhaling a deep breath in preparation, swung open the door to the jewelry store. He was then overcome with the strong smell of at least twenty different strong perfumes, but one scent in particular stood out from the rest. He knew what it was immediately—human blood. "Whoever this person was, he thought, they smelled even better than Elena." And that was saying a lot. He tried to pinpoint where the scent was coming from, but was having some trouble. The smell seemed to come at him from all sides, causing his fangs to slightly extend, but even as he took steps in different directions, it did not seem to lessen or grow stronger. He could feel his upper canines beginning to protrude from his gums, and veins becoming more and more visible underneath his eyes. Irritated, he whipped his head around, trying to locate the mysterious scent.
At that moment, a few things occurred to him. For one thing, he probably looked quite strange, turning from side to side and stepping in different directions. Also, he needed to calm down. If his eyes started to turn red, he was certain that someone would notice, and he would have to kill everyone in the store, or running and screaming was sure to ensue. After checking that he no longer had the appearance of the devil, and his thought becoming more rational, he finally discovered who he was looking for, and began to walk toward it. He saw a figure with dark skin and chocolate brown curls that fell halfway down her back, and she was studying a necklace on the display stand. He couldn't see her face, but he could see her neck, even if it was only partially exposed. He could see that it was soft and flawless and a perfect spot for him to bite into. All he had to do was lure her outside…
And then she turned to face him. The turn was so sudden that at first he thought she had heard him behind her, but that was impossible. But Damon was now looking right at her, and, for a moment, he forgot all of his earlier plans of luring her outside and sucking her dry. For a moment, he just looked at her. He studied the round, innocent, brown eyes, now widened with surprise, and her high cheekbones. His eyes traced along the planes of her perfect skin, her jaw line, and the softer curves of her full lips. Her skin looked so gentle and soft to Damon, and he had a strange urge to reach out and stroke it. "An indescribable beauty," he thought, and could find no fitting adjectives to match her beautiful complexion. "Perfection would be an understatement…", he thought dazedly, but then his thoughts were shattered abruptly. He straightened, wondering what had just happened. "That was odd," Damon thought. "I haven't thought about anyone like that since—" but the thought was never finished, because the unique girl had parted her beautiful lips to speak. And for some reason, he was eager to hear whatever the angel had to say. But the two simple words she said left him dazed and confused.
"It's you."
What did you think? Chapter 2 will be up ASAP. Also, I have a blogger account, where I mostly talk about Vampire Diaries and do recaps of the episodes, and I have a link on my profile.
