Chapter 2

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"Wow!" Bonnie giggled. "He went straight for you! He's gorgeous, Elena! You're going to give him a chance, right?"

"I don't know, Bonnie. I don't have a good feeling about this guy. I think Elena should stay away from him." Meredith was always so careful and reliable, making her a great friend to have around.

"I don't know…." Elena responded dazedly to both of them.

Bonnie snapped her fingers in front of Elena's face. "Hello? Anybody home?"

Elena emerged from her trance with a start. "Oh, yeah? What were you saying?"

"We were saying that you and Meredith are both coming to me house tonight for a sleepover!" Bonnie squealed and winked at Meredith.

"Oh? Uh, Yeah. Sounds good…" Elena was still staring towards the school, as if the guy named Damon had put her into a trance.

"She's checked out for the day, I think," Meredith stage whispered to Bonnie. All three girls walked arm in arm into the school, splitting up just past the doors to go to their respective classes.

The halls were mostly empty as Elena stumbled towards her first class, still in a daze. "Get it together, Elena! He's just another guy… A really cute guy… Ahh! Snap out of it, girl!" Elena thought. She continued towards her class—History. "I just have to treat him like any other guy… he's just a guy. I mean, he seems different than most guys, but-" her line of thought was cut off as she collided with something rock-hard. The wind was knocked out of her as she fell towards the hard floor. Only, she didn't quite make it to the floor.

"You should really watch where you're going you know," Damon was who she had run into and had caught her before she could fall. Elena was suspended above the tile floor by his arms, which held her in an embrace only described as intimate. She could feel his sweet breath on her face, smell his musky cologne. "God, he smells wonderful," she thought.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I wasn't watching I guess…" she trailed off. His deep, black eyes pierced into hers, making her forget what she was saying. She thought only of his gorgeous eyes, his mischievous smile, and his soft lips which were pressed against her own in a matter of mere seconds.

The kiss was like nothing she had experienced before. She was now standing upright, pressed against him as he held her close. One of her arms was wrapped around his shoulders, the other holding his face to hers. The heat between them was boiling hot, enough to melt her lonely heart. The electricity that shot through her every second they were touching was enough to make her want to never let go.

They broke apart, both gasping and still holding each other. Reality rushed back to Elena with a smack. "What am I doing? I barely know this guy!" She mentally screamed at herself. Damon was smiling, as if he knew what was going through her head.

"Wow," he smirked, "I didn't think it would be that easy, but okay." She smacked her hands against his chest with a loud pop. He stepped back, allowing her an opening to storm down the hall and towards her first class. She couldn't even speak to him, she was so angry at herself for letting her guard down. Elena heard footsteps behind her—he was following her. Not even caring that she was right in front of the door to her class room, she spun around with one hand on the door knob, yelling, "What is your problem? Do you always go around making out with girls you barely know? You need some serious help! And why the hell are you following me!"

His smirk grew impossibly larger, "actually this is my first class." He opened the door to the classroom and glided in nonchalantly as Elena stood there with her mouth gaping.

And to put the icing on the cake of crappy days, the only desk available was between Damon and Caroline, who was leering hatefully at her from inside the room. "Are you going to join us, Miss Gilbert, or would you like us all to join you in the hallway?" Mr. Tanner was possibly her least favorite teacher. He made a point to humiliate each student at least once a week. Apparently today was her turn.

Without speaking, she hurried into the room and took her seat, pulling out her notebook. Mr. Tanner began droning on about something or another once again. Elena flipped her notebook to a blank page towards the back and began writing lyrics.

(Song is "Nearly Witches (Ever Since We Met) by Panic! At the Disco)

My wing tips waltz across naive
Wood floors they creak
Innocently down the stairs

Drag melody
My percussive feet serve cobweb headaches as a
Matching set of marching clocks
The slumbering apparitions
That they've come to wake up

Here I am composing a burlesque
Out of where they rest their necks
Sunken in their splintered cradles
And ramshackle hands
They asked for it (ahah)

As a boy
You have set your heart
On haunting me forever
From the start
It's never silent

Ever since we met
I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
Ever since we met
I've got just one regret to live through
And that one regret is you

How does a heart love, if no one has noticed
Its presence and where does it go?
Trembling hands play my heart like a drum,
But the beats gotten lost in the show

You have set your heart
On haunting me forever
From the start
It's never silent

Ever since we met
I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
Ever since we met
I've got just one regret to live through
And I regret never letting you go!

Ever since we met
I only shoot up with your perfume
it's the only thing
that makes me feel as good as you do
Ever since we met
I've got just one regret to live through
And that one regret is you

Elena smiled to herself. "Finished! That was quick." She couldn't wait to get home to start putting music with the words she had written. She quickly copied the words down on another sheet of paper to make sure that if she lost one, she'd still have the other. She packed one sheet in her backpack and one in the pocket of her shorts.

"Class dismissed," Mr. Tanner grumbled from the front of the room, his bald spot shining in the fluorescent lighting of the classroom. There was a collective sigh of relief from the class as they began to pack their things. Elena stood slowly while looking at her schedule to see what class she had next.

"English? Me too. What a coincidence," Damon stood behind her, smirking. Elena jumped.

"God! Would you stop sneaking up on me?" She snapped at him. This boy seemed to have a habit of popping up just when she wasn't expecting him.

"Where's the fun in that, love?" He bowed and kissed her hand yet again, leaving Elena in a shocked daze as he strutted from the room. "Did he really just call me 'love'?" she thought.

The school day went by slowly. It turned out that Elena shared every class with her two least favorite people: Damon and Caroline. She also had several classes with Bonnie and Meredith, luckily. Bonnie had begged Elena all day to sign up for the beginning of the year talent show. Elena had never been one to try and show off her musical ability. If anything, she kept it a secret from all but her closest friends. "I don't even know what song I would do, Bonnie. And why even bother? Caroline's going to do her slut dance and win anyway. All the judges are male except for one!" All three girls collapsed into a fit of giggles at the mental image of Caroline attempting to look sexy in front of the male teachers of the school.

"Just think about it, Elena?" Meredith said.

Elena sighed dramatically. "Alright, I'll think about it. But unless I come up with the perfect song, I'm not even going to bother."

The other girls squealed joyfully. Elena rolled her eyes and laughed at their antics. Just as the three girls were exiting the school, Elena tripped, dropping her Trigonometry book on the concrete stairs. And, of course, Damon was there to chivalrously pick it up.

"Thanks," Elena took the book back and waited for his next witty remark.

"No problem, love," he smiled, "But, you know, you do owe me for not letting you fall earlier."

Elena took no time with pleasantries. "What do you want, Damon?"

"Blunt. I like that. Well, I was thinking that if you don't have plans for this evening, we would settle your debt then." Damon winked suggestively.

"Actually, I do have plans. I've already promised Bonnie and Meredith a girls night." Elena was so glad she'd agreed to that earlier! She definitely did not want to be alone with Damon until she knew what his M.O. was.

"What a shame," his eyes flashed mysteriously as he turned his back and sashayed to his expensive car.

"That was weird," Meredith said. Bonnie and Elena couldn't help but agree.

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