I'm working the usual late night shift at Idle, re folding and hanging up the cotton and denim clothes that people have carelessly knocked over, took a peep over their shoulder, shrugged and didn't give a care in the world to pick back up. But I guess I should be thanking them because otherwise I wouldn't have a job and the latest clothes rack and shop that only has employees come up to you, if you look young and beautiful enough to ask for you to work. However in my case I only got the job through Bonnie, being my best friend since we were still learning how to toddle across that cream and soft carpeted floor that leaves a good feeling between the gaps in your toes. Bonnie's mom is good friends with the manager who runs the Idle in Mystic Falls and I needed something to do then mourn over what happened earlier spring at the bridge.

I had picked up the last piece of clothing on the damn floor when I heard the store door open "We're closing in five minutes" I say not bothering to look over to see who the late night shopper was. "Apologies I just wanted to know if I could return this quickly" the voice replied. The voice sounded consuming but heavy no matter. It was a male who spoke. "It's fine I can come back tomorrow" He spoke again and as he did so I turned around and curiosity hit me. He stood there tall, messy brownish and blonde hair sat on top of his head with a square jaw line, above his narrow chin were lips a natural pink but the perfect stretch, His nose ran smoothly and perfectly showing he has not been in a punch up, but his eyes under the furrow of his brows were a shade of forest dark green, a shade I had not until now met. He wore a black leather jacket with a white v neck tee underneath that was tucked in to his faded blue jeans held up by a black belt with a silver buckle. The ankles of his jeans were sluggishly tucked in to his coffee coloured timberland boots that looked almost new. He looked about the age of most of th other guys in my year, around 16 or 17 but that I do not know. "Hello?" he spoke as if he realised this feeling that consumed me on the inside. I snapped out of my questionable daze and gave a surprised answer even I wasn't expecting "Can you come closer?"

He stood for a while before he answered my unexpected question "Uh...yeh" he said confused but obedient. He walked from the doorway towards me and stopped about a metre away from my feet. I could see clearly now, he was of so much question to me but I only just met him a minute ago. "apologies for any inconvenience" he spoke with an inside voice. I then realised why he was here and snapped out of my moment "I am, really sorry that i just asked you that, i didn't know why i did, anyway, would you like me to return that for you?" I said with a little giggle as i walk towards the tills. "It's fine I've had my moments as well" he chuckles following me with his clothing in a bag that looks like it's from a different era. As I look down at the till and press return product I can feel him burning holes in the top of my head as he stares at me. I look up as I'm about to ask if had a reciept and our eyes lock, we are closer the just a metre. His eyes are intoxicating me and just as i fee I'm about to tumble backwards he asks "What is your name?" with a deep meaningful and charming voice. It takes me a while to reply when i do "Elena Gilbert" I say in a seducing tone but without regret. "Miss. Gilbert..may I say that your eyes look deep with question" He says almost sweeping me completely "You may Mr.." I question for him to fill in the gap "Stefan Salvatore, who wishes greatly to be of your help if you're a sophomore at Mystic Falls high school" he speaks with a lingering question that wakes me up effective immediately seeing as I do go to that school and I am a sophomore "I am and you may be of my help tomorrow I believe?" I answer and ask folding up the denim jeans he has returned and giving him his money as close the till. "Brilliant, I'll see you around Miss. Gilbert" he says as he winks at me, turns around a walks out slowly of the shop. I fall to my knees trying to piece together what I had just been a part of.