"Dear Diary, yesterday was my first day of senior year and I can tell already I'm going to enjoy it. After first period, I discovered that me and the boy I saw yesterday were in the same classes but homeroom, yet I was unable to get a good look at his face because he sits two rows behind me. Today is the day I will truly see him. Pleeease be hot."

I set my diary on the bedside table and got out of bed to change. I wanted to wear something extra revealing so I could look hot for this mystery guy. I looked through my closet longer than normal to find the perfect outfit and decided on a black crop-top and ripped jeans with my casual converse shoes.

After I tried the unusual outfit on, I nodded with a smirk on my face. He will love it.

Heading to the bathroom I grabbed my curling iron to twirl my hair into the finest curls I could possibly do. This was tricky since I only wore my hair in a center part, straight down. Luckily Caroline curls her hair all the time so I learned from the best.

Once that was finished, I put on some makeup and a charm bracelet that Caroline got for me for my birthday last year and a few other things before I was completely ready.

I walked downstairs and rushed to the door when Caroline pulled up with her brand new car. It was a 1960's Dodge Challenger with a beautiful coat of fire engine red and tinted windows. It just so happened to be one of my dream cars but instead I got stuck with my dad's old Subaru. Don't get me wrong, Subaru's aren't too bad and they run great in the snow, but other than that, I would take a Challenger any day of the week. I was just lucky enough to ride in one.

I waved goodbye to my parents, who were sitting at the counter shooting the shit about how much they hate my mom's boss. I don't blame them, he deserves to be downgraded for centuries for the way he treats my mom and the amount of hours he makes her work to the point where I hardly even see her.

Whatever, I need to focus on school. Caroline and I hopped into her car and drove off on the open road. It only took us about five minutes before we arrived in the school parking lot.

We rushed to the front doors and once we entered the building, Bonnie, our other friend, greeted us in the middle of the hall where the Freshmen and Sophomores separate the Juniors and Seniors.

"Hey!" Bonnie squealed. "Sorry I wasn't here yesterday, I had a brain-splitting headache." The three of us group hugged and talked about nothing that was that important that I feel I need to mention before the bell rang.

My eyes lit up when I heard that sound because this was my chance to meet this infamous boy. I grabbed Caroline's hand and dragged her to our homeroom, my eyes searching all around the halls for him.

When we got to our lockers, I let go of her and gathered my supplies, heading into the classroom. I sat in my seat and Caroline followed me to sit in the seat on my right. I took out a small notebook and doodled some really terrible drawings until I heard the footsteps of what sounded like a giant which I at first thought was my teacher, but he was already in the room writing something on the chalkboard.

I looked over at the door and my mouth dropped. The guy I've been dying to see walked in the room with his books and such in hand.

I nudged Caroline and she looked up and got a glimpse of him just before he sat down behind me. I could feel heat radiating off of him when he sat and the smell of sharp cologne invaded my nostrils, though I didn't mind.

Unable to help myself, I turned around to look at him and it took him no less than a second to look right back at me.

I knew it was creepy, but I kept staring and had no plans of stopping. I don't think he really mind because he just kept staring at me with the exact same intensity. He was unlike any guy I've ever seen before. His features were majestic and if I could describe him in any way, I would refer to him as a Greek God.

Like I've said before, his hair was like a raven's wing and it was longer than the other guys. It combed to the sides so loose strands fell over his temple and full on the top but thinner in the back and I could imagine running my fingers through its silk.

He had a reasonably pale complexion on his face and a beautifully sharp jawline, the most unique I have ever seen on a man. He had some stubble, but was mostly clean shaven and he had the smoothest, most delicious lips I ever laid eyes on.

But that wasn't the best part. No. The best part was his eyes. His eyes were the lightest shade of blue that left you in a trance for longer than is needed. His eyes were made to stare into people's souls and make them do whatever he wanted them to do.

In short, he was perfect. I kept my gaze on him and I could tell he was beginning to cave and my thoughts got the better of me and I licked my lips, causing him to turn away.

Let's hope that was a sign of him being unable to look at me because if he did, we'd have to leave this classroom so he can get me alone. I didn't even know this guy and I can already tell I want him. Is that bad?

Taking the hint, I turned back around to face the front and listened to the teacher whom I had no idea when he started speaking, nor did I care. The bell rang and we all stood up and proceeded out the door to go to second period. I walked with Caroline and told her about him, surprised that she never noticed me staring at him because she was too focused in class.

Seeing him stop at his locker, I walked up to him with a wicked smirk on my face and stopped to introduce myself.

"Hello. I'm sorry for staring at you like that in class, I just couldn't help but acknowledge how attractive you are. Since we're in all the same classes and you seem pretty cool, I wanted to get a chance to meet you. I'm Elena. Elena Gilbert."

He looked at me with those icy orbs and smirked, possibly enjoying the compliment I gave him. "I'm Damon. Salvatore,"

Oh my God his voice was impeccable and his name even sounded masculine as hell. Could he get any hotter?

"It's nice to meet you," I smiled, trying desperately to keep my cool. He finished grabbing his stuff and smiled back at me, his teeth as sparkling white as a snowflake. "You too, Elena," he said, my name rolling off his tongue like a dreamscape.

"I'll catch you later," I beamed, turning away from him and speeding to my next class with Caroline following me.

We sat down in our seats and Damon sat across from me this time so I could get a little side view of him.

I leaned into Caroline. "He is smoking," I whispered. "Did you even see him?" Caroline nodded. "Yes, I did. He's fine as fuck," she whispered back. We giggled silently and faced the front, listening to the teacher talk about our upcoming paper on famous poems.