Disclaimer: Sadly enough, I do not own any of L.G. Smith's work including her characters. Everything else is my work although they are based strongly off of people I am normally associated with.


Full Summary: Damon Salvatore is unlike any other boy Jessica has ever met, and unfortunately for her, the last if things go as intended; and the normally they do when Damon is the brains of the plan. Stefan is interested in her as well making Elena jealous. She's getting all the attention and stealing her friends! What else is she supposed to do than help Damon with his ploy?

Chapter Quotes: (Which probably have nothing to do with the chapter…)
"Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired."

Robert Frost

"Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?"

Abraham Lincoln

Many Thanks To: L.G. Smith for making all the wonderful characters and my Beta-Reader.

Thank you for reviewing – sleepyseven,


Chapter Two

When I first met Meredith I was shocked. She looked like a complete replica of my brother's old girlfriend, Carrie. I think it showed too because Stefan looked extremely worried with Elena and Meredith giving me the she's-so-crazy look.

"Are you okay Jessica?" Stefan asked cautiously reaching out to touch my arm.

I nodded my head quickly. "Yeah, Meredith just reminds me of someone," I assured him. "It's nothing."

Stefan looked at me up and down and with a sigh entered the house. Elena followed behind me with Meredith in front. "Should we invite Bonnie or Mike over?" Meredith asked motioning me onto a couch.

Elena shook her head. "From what I've gathered, Jessica isn't good with people," She laughed making me blush.

Meredith covered up a smirk. "I'll go get us something to eat," She told us disappearing into the kitchen.

I looked down at my feet nervously. I was a little uncomfortable. I didn't mean for Elena to drag me all across town. Worse yet, my thoughts kept drifting to Damon. There was some kind of dark aurora about him that made him irresistible but at the same time had my gut screaming to leave him be.

Stefan was watching me curiously and I pretended not to notice. Elena was getting mad. She didn't show it but I could feel it. Stefan should be looking at her not me.

I didn't even really like Stefan like that so there was no reason for Elena to get jealous right? I forgot we humans get so jealous it's unbelievable. I hate humans, why couldn't I be something different, like a bird.

Birds? I hate birds, why did I just say that? Maybe because I'm staring at a crow in the window who's staring back. Strange, but I never studied up on crows. I should do that tonight.

"Jessica what would you like to drink?" Meredith called from the kitchen.

I shook my head pulling away from the windowsill. "Um, water's fine." I yelled back.

Elena's gaze stopped where mine had previously been. She jumped up grabbing a metal pole from the fireplace. "Damn birds," She muttered flinging the window open.

The crow spread out its wings and flew away. Stefan growled. Maybe I'm not the only non-bird-lover here.

"Crows are such ugly birds," I said awkwardly watching it disappear into the sky.

Stefan laughed. "Incredibly," He agreed.

Meredith walked in, looking a little concerned carrying a tray of drinks. "What did I miss?" She asked handing me a glass.

Elena sat back down next to Stefan. "Nothing. Just some lousy crows," She mumbled. Stefan leaned over a pecked her on the cheek.

"Not all of them are lousy." He frowned. "Just certain ones."

I think Meredith and I were pretty confused and convinced they were crazy by the time they stopped their bird talk.

Stretching, I stood up a little hazily. "I gotta go home guys. It was nice meeting you Meredith," I told her walking over to shake her hand.

Meredith smiled. "It was nice meeting you too, Jessica. I hope Elena brings you back soon."

I nodded in agreement and was about to leave when Stefan caught my arm. "Do you need a ride?" He asked.

"I'll walk. My house isn't to far from here." I reassured him.

Stefan looked at me warily. "Okay, but if my brother shows up just… call me." He told me sternly.

Elena nodded her head. "And don't let him in your house." She warned me. "No matter what he says."

I agreed and grabbed my jacket off the hanger. "Bye guys," I waved.

It was cold out, something I wasn't used to. I zipped up my sweatshirt. It had gotten dark pretty fast, and I scared easily. I felt my pace quicken as thoughts ran through my head.

"Hello again."

I looked up, not as fast this time – my neck still hurt. "Damon," I greeted guardedly.

He grinned stepping forward. "You look cold. I could warm you up," He offered.

I took a step back praying I wouldn't trip over something and make a fool of myself. The worse he could do was rape me… unless he had something else with him. "I'm actually quite warm," I lied fighting back a shiver.

He raised his eyebrows. "Really? Maybe we can go to your place then and just settle down."

"Um, I still have to unpack. I'll probably be sleeping on the floor tonight anyway." I told him quickly trying to think of ways to escape without having to call Stefan.

Damon smiled maliciously. "You can come sleep with me."

I shook my head. "I really have to go," I said, almost pleading.

"Than at least let me give you a ride." He sighed.

I bit my lip uncomfortably. "Fine," I agreed. It couldn't be that bad.

He smirked motioning me to follow him. I took in a deep breath and practically stumbled the first step my legs were so weak.

"Nice car," I muttered climbing in the passenger seat.

Damon slid in gracefully and grinned. "Thank you."

I tried to block him out the few minutes I was in his car, which wasn't hard because he didn't talk. Surprisingly enough, he actually brought me home. I wasn't expecting that. "Thanks," I murmured stepping out.

He slammed the door shut and grabbed my arm. "Now can I come in?" He asked earnestly.

I thought for a while. Elena said not to trust him, but he had given me a ride home without me being emotionally scarred, maybe it wouldn't be so bad…

"Maybe next time," I told him shaking my head. "I'm tired."

Damon frowned and let me go. I didn't expect him to be persuaded so easily. "Next time," He said roughly walking back to the car.

I waved good-bye and stepped inside the house. I think I spent a good few hours trying to find the heater to turn on and by than I was too tired to unpack, so I rolled out a sleeping bag and fell asleep in the living room.

A/N: Sorry if it was kind of crappy. I'm grounded and supposed to be doing my homework but I wanted to do this instead so I tried to finish it before my dad got home. Updates soon possibly. I don't do deadlines. Oh, and this is set before Elena is turned into a vampire and killed by Katherine. Just in case you were a little confuddled. (I love that word)
-Kisa