A/N: I'm working through some writers block, and I decided having a side-story might help me. Who knows, right? Anyway, The Vampire Diaries is one of my favourite shows and I have a seemingly interesting story idea for a story. So, person(s) who has clicked on this story, I hope you like. I plan for this to be a Damon/OC friendship, but I might take it in a completely different direction. Anyway, if romance is involved, I will be taking it slow. My pairings might jump around, too. Just a head's up!

Here's the full summary, as promised.

Terry, a Mystic Falls High School student, thinks she's going to coast through life. She's got decent grades, nice friends, and is pretty content. That is, until she wakes up one morning, a bite wound on her neck and blue eyed monster smirking down at her. Damon, who had found her beaten on the side of the road, near death. A choice made out of pity, soon proves to be a mistake as Terry makes life for Damon just that harder. Damon, unwillingly, tries to help her get a grip on what she is, how to make this new life work, and figure out who the hell attacked her before her turning. Will Terry be just another Vicky? Or will she come to terms with being a vampire?

Warnings: This will have a bit dark humour, overall angst, and has a few graphic scenes( no, not the M rated graphic.), and a bit of swearing because Wonder loves her swears. You have been warned.

Being Undead.

Prologue: Death.

"Sometimes goodbye is a second chance."

Death.

It happens in every human being's life. You are born, you roam the earth for a few years, then you die. It's a fact of life.

For Terry Grant, she was just starting to get a grip on that little fact as she lay by the side of the road. Her bare arms spotted with blood and one of her legs bent at an odd angle.

Was it her blood on her arms, or her attacker's? She wasn't sure, but the pain in her ribs and the blood dripping from her nose lead it to be her's. Her thoughts were swimming, hearing muffled, and every painful breath seemed like a chore. She was surrounded by trees and a winding road that seemed to go on forever.

She was in the middle of nowhere, and she had given up on calling for help. Her cellphone had been broken when she was hit below the knees, and smashed when she had tried calling for help.

Her eyelids became very heavy, her scratched cheek pressed against the cool pavement. Her pain was becoming less and less, a hazy feeling washing over her. A calmness that made her fists uncurl, her teeth unclench, and her tense shoulders slump.

Her hair fell into her face as she closed her eyes, taking another shaking breath as she heard feet against pavement.

The blue eyes of one Damon Salvatore looked down at the broken mess that was a teenaged girl as she lay motionless on the pavement. He would have usually jumped at the chance for an easy feeding, and the smell of her blood was very strong.

But, the girl was well on her way to death as her heartbeat became less and less in his ears. He walked over, bending down and turned her over carefully as if he was afraid that her intestines were going to spill out of her if he moved her.

There was a flicker of life in her, a ragged intake of breath before it died again. Damon sighed, watching as her head lolled back.

It was kind of quiet around town anyway, and Damon was usually the one that stirred the pot.

"Today's your lucky day, kid." Damon muttered, biting down on his wrist, using his other hand to support her head. He felt her lightly suck on his wrist, pulling back when the scratches and bruises on her face started to heal.

He shifted, sitting her up slightly. Her head rolled forward lifelessly as Damon placed his hands on both sides of her face. He turned his hands sharply, her head turning to the right with a sicking snap. He let her body fall to the ground, death finally taking her.

But, the new blood in her system was wakening things under her skin. Damon waited a few more seconds before he scooped her up in his arms, and started to head back to the boarding house.

Death for Terry Grant was different, it was the end of one life, and the start of a new one.

What she didn't account for is the fact that her second life will suck.

Royally.

A/N2: So, here's the set up of the story. I know it's short, but it's the prologue. The first chapter should be up very soon.

Oh, and for those who are still bored, if you can name the song that the line of lyrics belongs to, ( Hint: They are under the chapter title!) you'll get a virtual cookie and a shout out. ;)