Hey everyone! So this is the first fan fiction I've written 'technically'. Let me explain… For those of you who might remember this story from Quizilla, I'm the actual author, I'm just rewriting it and spellchecking it mostly. Pretty much I'm just trying to continue my once pretty well known story. I ended up stopping mid-series, which let me tell you… pissed a lot of people off, AND I feel so bad about it! I tripped over life and banged my head on reality a few too many times then, but I'm back! And I promise I WILL get through this story! So anyways… on to the SMEXY Damon Salvatore love fest!

Chapter 1: A Change of Heart

The low buzz of the people surrounding me seemed to fade into the background of my loud music streaming from my earphones. Bodies would move into my peripheral vision as people began streaming out of the library and into the large quad that made up Wilson Memorial Park. I could care less of course, seeing as how Johnny Depp was now dry humping my favorite heroin in one of the most addicting fan fictions of all time on my I-phone. I'm not the most delicate worded girl, though my mother insists constantly that I should join the pageants here in my small hometown Auburntown, Tennessee. Population 269 people. She thinks I'm an exact replica of her, which let me just rattle off the list of things I'm not: Prom Queen, Miss Tennessee, mayor's daughter, wife to the sheriff, Little Miss Tennessee, Baking Queen, owner of the biggest estate there is in our small town, owner of the most popular diner in our town, and the list goes on and on.

I was born in L.A. actually, but my mother and father believed that moving back to my mother's hometown would be what was best for their little girl. So like the perfect little dysfunctional family we were, we plastered fake smiles on our faces and moved. Now, here I sit on the most uncomfortable cement pillar there is on this planet, people watching as my music blares into my subconscious.

For a second I consider jumping in front of a car to make my life just a tad bit more interesting than the shit that is my life now, but I'm not a sadistic type of person so I easily drop that thought out of my mind. My phone brings me out of my reverie as it buzzes in the pocket of my jean shorts, abruptly ending my music and the silent judging I'd been doing for the past hour on the amusing people who'd walk past.

"Hello?"

"Raina? Sweetie I have some great news! Do you remember your cousin Tyler Lockwood? Well…. Your father and I have been discussing this for some time and we believe you should take some time out of this town, you know, with friends."

"You and dad are leaving for Maui…" It was more of a statement then a question as I sat up, growling into the phone angrily. I'd suspected it for the longest time, but I hadn't been sure that she'd actually go through with leaving me. I'm not even sure why it surprises me anymore, but it still royally pisses me off! They've done it all of my life, but for some reason this stings more than usual. Possibly because I'd give my left arm to go to Maui for a week…

"Don't be like that honey, it's for the best! Your father and I deserve this vacation and I think you should spend time with Tyler. You two are the only children and used to be so close! What happened to that?" And there she goes, trying to brush the blame off of her and change the subject. I instantly remembered the feelings of hate I felt for my parents, but I swallowed it down and answered quietly.

"I'm not sure if you remember, but you and dad made sure to keep us away from each other after that summer incident at the creek." You might as well had poured acid into the phone, because my voice was just dripping with venom. My mother quickly cut the conversation short, clearing her throat awkwardly as she recalled the summer incident I mentioned. My mother and Tyler's mom weren't really sisters, more like best friends who'd grown up together. But it never changed the bond Tyler and I had, it was about as close as family could get without the blood. Tyler had always been the more safer of us two, the most logical. I was the mastermind behind most of our, at the time, genius plots to get what we wanted. I had heard about the creek on the way to Tyler's house one summer when we were thirteen from these teens that hung around the convenience store outside of his hometown. I had convinced Tyler that we'd be noobs if we didn't try it….

So like the devious little mastermind I was, I got Tyler to agree and we snuck out one night taking our bikes all the way down to the creek. Once there, we stripped and began having fun like any kid would in water. There were these cliffs that would range from smallest to largest, each one growing taller and taller as you continued to climb up. The higher you climbed to jump, the braver you were. By the end of the night, Tyler had teased me until I'd finally given in and went to the very top, only to jump off dangerously close to the edge. I remember watching my decent, watching Tyler's eyes widen with fear as he began swimming towards the area where I'd collide with these suddenly visible rocks. I ended up missing the rocks my an inch, but my arm flailed out at the last second, getting caught in the rocks, breaking it. Tyler rushed me back to the house where we were taken to the hospital and given the longest lecture known to man by our parents and hospital staff. Let's just say my parents didn't react as well as Tyler's did and we haven't seen each other for the past six years because of it.

"I already have your things packed. You leave tomorrow morning." Was the curt reply I got in return before the line went dead. Bitch…

The Next Day

That godforsaken snoring just wouldn't stop…

Eyeing the bitter old woman I'd gotten stuck sitting next to, I was really considering throwing the red M&M I had between my forefinger and thumb down her throat. But just as I'd finally come to the conclusion that if I heard one more snore I'd gladly go to prison, I heard a faint clearing of the throat. Jumping, I spun around almost guiltily to take in the appearance of Barbie the stewardess. Long blonde hair held back by a hair tie, a stiff looking uniform, and fake pleasant smile plastered over her featured told me everything I needed to know. She about hated this job as much as I hated cats. And I hate cats.

"Mam', I'm going to have to ask you to please put your seatbelt on and to turn off all electronic devices until we've landed."

"Of course, sorry…." I began searching for my I-phone as soon as she had instructed me, but Barbie never moved from where she stood. She kind of just…watched me.

Glancing up slowly, I'd raise an eyebrow at her in silent question. "Um… done?" I'd hold up the blank screen, only to have her give another fake pleasant smile before she literally thrusted her large boobs into my face to talk to the male sitting to the right of granny. My temper was already on the brink of becoming insanity, but I held onto what little of my composure I had and went on a mental rant. I will use this plastic fork to pop those fake, air compressed-

"You are the most rude heathen I've ever met in my entire life! And I'm an old woman!" Aaaaaaand the bitter old hag was awake. Sighing softly, I'd lean into my seat before glancing towards her in a look of indifference.

"Yes Mam', I think you've explained this to me already at least ten times during our flight…"

"Who needs to listen to music that high? I mean I couldn't even sleep!….blah…blah…blah…"

Why the hell haven't we landed yet?

After some time, we finally landed and I practically sprinted out of the terminal towards the baggage claim. Once there, I grabbed my bag and pulled out the only recent picture I was given of Tyler. He looked handsome, a lot taller than he was at thirteen and built. He must have filled himself in while I'd been away, he definitely changed from the scrawny little dork I used to know, that was for sure. Studying the picture, I continued to walk forward in thought until I crashed into a fucking brick wall. At least that's what it felt like to me.

"Oof"! I'd mutter as I fell onto my ass, thanking the heavens for remembering to wear shorts and an old band t-shirt for traveling instead of a skirt. My black hair had fallen into my eyes, making it hard to peer up at the large form in front of me.

"Whoa! Hey there! Watch where you're going, seems like you're getting clumsier with age!" A deep chuckle sounded, startling me as I moved to stand, taking the large hand that was held out for me.

"Shut up Lockwood, you have nothing to say!" I'd chuckle back, only to suddenly be squeezed into the largest hug I've ever encountered in my life. Laughing lightly, I'd pat his back awkwardly with one hand since the other was tucked between us painfully.

"It's great to see you Vallano, you look good." He'd let me go, allowing oxygen to flow into my lungs as he brushed strands of hair from my eyes. A look of surprise would suddenly flutter over his face as he glanced over me in shock.

"What?" I'd blush lightly under his scrutinizing gaze, my bright green eyes glancing up to meet his deep brown ones.

"Nothing…." He'd mutter lowly, dropping the strands of black hair, only to allow them to fall back into my eyes. Blowing at them frustratingly, I'd finally decide to just move them from my eyes with my fingers.

"Well thanks for nothing." I'd jab him in the ribs with a smile as he took my upper arm and lead me out of the exit sliding doors.

"Anytime! Welcome to Mystic Falls!" He'd call out happily, leading me to the most beautiful vintage 1971 Buick GS. Gasping loudly, I ran to the car only to squeal like a little fan girl.

"Are we riding in this?! Please tell me we are!" I'd squeal as he'd chuckle while putting my bags into the trunk. He'd fake grunts while stowing away the bags, giving me mock looks of astonishment.

"What did you take? All of Tennessee with you?" Rolling my eyes, I'd pry open the door only to drop into his passenger seat with a fond smile. I ran my hands over the dashboard, taking the detail into memory as he'd close the trunk and slip into the driver's seat.

"Naw, only half." I'd quip back with a raised eyebrow, challenging him with a faint smirk. It was his turn to roll his eyes as we pulled away from the airport, now driving down a road I'd driven down so many times before. But it was like a dream instead of a memory, something that had happened, but was so distant it felt like it hadn't.

"So… tell me about your parents, how are they?" He'd ask as we'd make a turn, finally getting into the more populated areas after about twenty minutes of driving in comfortable silence. That was the best thing about Tyler, we didn't have to say anything at all to feel happy around one another.

"Mom's a bitch as always, dad follows her like a love sick puppy still." I'd sigh while leaning my head back against the cool leather seat of his car, my eyes fluttering shut after a long flight.

Tyler's brows would furrow in thought from my response, saying nothing in return as we began to pass a high school. Surprisingly, I felt the urge to open my eyes to take in the look of the new school. But the two males and lone female standing in front of the school instantly took my curiosity. The female was beautiful, but she wasn't who caught my eye in particular. The male she was holding onto was… well…he was pretty hot. I'm sure at this time, my lips would have parted into a look of shock as I took in his appearance. My god I would jump all over that if she wasn't already. That is until… the second male appeared.

The world seemed to freeze, there was no sound whatsoever except for the loud beating of my heart. My sight zeroed in on him and my stomach would do somersaults. He was beyond gorgeous, beyond compare to the other male. Dark hair was combed messily back, his features more sharp, his jaw more square. His shoulders seemed to be broader and his eyes held such a ferocity that it shook me to the core. For a moment all I could do was stare, until he of course decided to suddenly make eye contact with me. My mouth would open and close like a gold fish, my green eyes probably as wide as a deer caught in the headlights. Just as I turned away from his leering gaze, I could have sworn I saw his lips tilt up in a small smirk, but then again my imagination was probably screwing with me….

"-it was the most hilarious thing in the world! Raina? Ray?" It took me a few seconds to realize Tyler had been speaking to me the whole time I had been eye fucking that piece of man candy back at the school. I felt like a complete ass, which was why I laughed like a total idiot.

"You have always been the worst liar in the world Ray, but then again you've never been able to pay attention to one thing for the longest either. What happened?" I felt the need to ask him who the male was back at the school, but the guilt that shot through me for eyeing a male I didn't know rather than listening to my best friend speak felt like a dick move.

"Kind of tired, sorry. I didn't get any rest on the plane."

"Oh don't worry about it, we're almost home."

For about ten more minutes we sat back in our comfortable silence, there being no need for either of us to speak. When we finally arrived to the Lockwood manor, I had to blink at the sheer size of the thing! It was huge! My house back home was pretty big, but this was absolutely ridiculously huge.

"I have to warn you…" Tyler would begin as we reached the porch, his hand reaching up to hold my upper arm, "Mom is a little…excited… that you've come for a-"

"RAINA!" A squeal of absolute delight made Tyler and I wince in harmony as the large white door that was the front door swung open to reveal an over excited Carol Lockwood. With her hands clasped together, a bright white smile on her face, and practically bouncing in her large heels, she jumped at me. I stand to be corrected, this was the most smothering hug in the world. After Tyler would clear his throat and pry me from his mother's vice like grip, he'd mention taking me to my room to show me around. His mother would agree, allowing us to enter the large house. That is until…. That sexy Greek god-like male from earlier appeared standing in front of the stairs. Was it just me or did the room just get like twenty degrees hotter?

"The hell is he doing here?" Tyler's words were harsh, angry as he stormed forward to black my view of my handsome devil. Leaning around him, I'd once again get a clear view of this male, only to find that he was staring right back at me. The heat of his gaze had my core roaring with a fire unlike any other. To try and quell it, I'd rub my thighs together discreetly, trying to douse the fire within. He seemed to catch this, because the sudden lust in his gaze proved my theory as well as when his gaze flickered to my thighs and back to my face slowly. Everything he did was slow, as if he had all the time in the world and he didn't give a damn how he spent it. Whether it was leering after women you haven't even met yet, or just looking like a sexy motherfucker by just standing in front of pearly white stairs in only a black T-shirt and loose jeans.

"I came to see how your mother was doing…" Was his reply, though he never took his eyes off of me as he spoke. Biting down on my bottom lip, a blush would creep its way up my neck to take over my cheeks. At that moment I could have sworn I heard growls in the room, but Carol seemed unfazed.

"Get the hell out of here."

"Tyler! You will respect Mister Salvatore!"

"The hell I will!" All I could wonder was what the hell this was all about, but I said nothing and instead focused my gaze on my shoestrings rather than the Greek god standing a few feet in front of me. Tyler's arm would suddenly shoot out to wrap itself around my body, pulling me more securely behind him.

"Tyler!" I'd whine unhappily only to hear that faint growl noise again. I'd grow quiet, eyes widening as I'd cast another glance around at the people in the room, only to see no one seemed fazed by it. Was I just hearing things?

Sighing, Carol would step in, instantly removing Tyler's arm from by body. Taking hold of my shoulders, Carol would step up and begin introducing us. Actually, when I really looked at her, she looked like a woman starving who'd just seen a nice juicy steak sitting on a platter all just for her. Huh…guess I wasn't the only one who thought he was incredibly gorgeous.

"Damon, this is Raina Vallano, she'll be staying with our family for a while. Her mother and I are close. Raina, this is Damon Salvatore, his family was one of the first few families who started this town. He's also a very respected member of this town, unlike what Tyler has shown you…"

"Bull shit!" Tyler was turning different shades of red as he heaved behind us, his fists clenched as the veins in his neck and arms protruded out. Damon had yet to glance at anyone but me and it felt a little creepy to be stared down so intently. Though, then again it was by this sexy stranger so… no complaints really.

Slowly, his large hand would reach for my own, taking it carefully into his rough hands, only to lift my knuckles to his lips. His breath hit my knuckles, causing the hair on my arms to stand at attention, as well as the two marble sized buds underneath my shirt, as he brushed his lips against them.

"Until next time Raina…" He'd remark softly, his voice deep and rich. My legs felt like jelly the entire time he spoke to me. As he pulled away, his tongue would dart out to touch the skin of my knuckles, a moan then threatening to slip from my throat. But everything ended too quickly, his presence now gone from my side as he said a quiet goodbye to Carol before leaving Tyler to sizzle in the corner. He'd been quiet, almost at peace, but the blood that had rushed into his face said otherwise.

"So…" The door would close after Damon with a final thud as Carol would clap her hands with fake enthusiasm, "Who's hungry?"

Hope you all liked it! :D I changed the first chapter some, so that will be the only reason I'm not writing day by day like I used to, I'm editing chapters. This is just an introductory to my story, which is why it's so short. PLEASE review and let me know what you think of my story? I'd absolutely love it if you would! I should get the next chapter out sometime late tomorrow or the next day. : ) Love ya'll!

-E