Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Smallville, I'm just borrowing them. However the character of Damon Trueblood is mine.
Summary: A new student comes to Smallville, moves in with Kents, and falls in love with Chloe. Clark/Lana, Damon/Chloe pairings.
Chapter 1:
Chloe had just opened her locker, when she felt someone behind her. She quickly turned around, and her breath caught In her throat as she stared at the guy that was standing in front of her. He was tall powerfully built man with a dark tan complexion, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist. He had longish thick raven black hair, that he kept slicked back, and dark piercing brown eyes. He wore tight distressed blue jeans, black harness boots, a tight white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. He also had a sterling silver Celtic cross around his neck, and a sterling silver ornate ring with a black onyx in the center on his right ring finger. He cleared his throat snapping her out of her trance as he asked, " Can I get to my locker please?"
She stepped aside as she said, " I'm sorry."
He grinned as he said, " That's okay, I'm Damon by the way. What's your name?"
She replied, Chloe. Nice to meet you Damon. Where did you move from?"
He shot her a half smile as he said, " I'm from Cheyenne, Wyoming."
She was about to say something, when Clark, and Lana walked up. Clark said, " I see you too already met?"
Chloe said, " Yea we just met. Have you two known each other very long"
Clark said, " He's an old family friend, he's been living with us for a couple of days. My parents let him live with us until he graduates.
Chloe said as she gathered her books from her locker, " Good, then I'll see you both later."
And with that she was gone. Clark looked at his watch as he said, " We need to get going too."
He nodded as Clark, and Lana left for class. He lounged against the lockers, and thought of Chloe. He smelled Principal Olsen as she walked up. She snapped, " Mr. Trueblood, you should be in class. He turned to face her, and stared into her eyes as his dark brown eyes turned black, and he commanded, " I don't need to go to class, I can leave."
She repeated in a dull monotone, " You don't need to go to class, you can leave."
Then he commanded, " Now I'm going to go back to my office, and forget this conversation ever took place."
Again she repeated what he had said, and she went back to her office. He smirked to himself as he walked out to his blood red 1969 Dodge Charger R/T, hopped in, fired it up, slammed it into 4th gear and roared out of the parking lot.
Hope y'all like this, the ring I got from Vampire Diaries, but the name was my creation. Next chapter, the story of how Damon was turned.
