Chapter 1-

Okay guys... Here is the first chapter :/ I don't know what I'll do, but I probably won't be continueing if I know that nobody reads it lol. It was an idea that I had a dream about... so yeah XD Hope that you guys like it

Penelope POV

The entire drive from New York to Mystic Falls my mind was only on two people.
Jeremy and Vicki. Of course I couldn't forget about my Daddy either. He had let me travel to the places to take photo shoots, and have school along the way. This was a HUGE accomplishment for my agent, Jess, to get him to agree, since he was a teacher! But my dad just wants the best for me, and if modeling was what I wanted to do, then he would agree.
I started modeling at age thirteen, and have continued for three years. Most of the time, I'm home with my family and friends, but I have frequent out of state photo shootings. This one had been for a month and a half, but there was one directly before it that lasted two months, and made me stay in California for that amount of time.
I had managed to be there for Jeremy's parents funeral, and comfort him for a week or so, but the modeling business is demanding. So i had to leave my best friends with Vicki my other good friend, until I came back. I email and Skype him every night, but I managed to keep my re arrival to Mystic falls a secret. This was my big surprise for him!

Now we were at a car dealership, and I examined the different cars. I had more then enough money to buy any of these cars. I make 440,000 dollars a year by modeling for half of the year, twelve hours a day for two hundred dollars an hour. Plus some extra money for extra photo shoots. Over the years, some prices go up and some go down, so I have made around a million dollars for me and my daddy.

I felt pretty good about myself. Not only did modeling send your self esteem through the roof, but it also had a very nice pay.

So I was going to treat myself to a very nice car. Meandering between vehicles, my driver was bargaining with the salesman about how much I would be paying.

My eyes landed on a sleek yellow convertible. This is going to be my car. It had so much swag.

"Charles? I want this one." I smiled as I saw his expression when he looked the car. It was a sexy car. There is no denying it. And I loved it.

"Okay. Now, about the price..." Him and the sales person argued some more, and I called my agent to tell her what I was buying.

"Hey, Jess."

"Hello Poppy! How was the swimsuit shoot?"

"Good. Listen, we talked about purchasing a car, right?" Jess mm-hmm in response.

"Well, I'm buying one."

"Okay. Just don't crash it." She chuckled. And then questioned.

"Is it nice?"

"Yes. Yes it is."

Leaving Charles to go back home, I drove off in my brand new convertible. I'm pretty sure that it was the first day of school for everyone here, and since it was around nine or ten, everyone was most likely out at a party. Ugh. I didn't just want to show up and track jeremy down! What kind of big entrance was that? A lame one.

So I would just drive to the grille, and see who I could find there.

I was currently passing a really big, extremely beautiful house. Man. That is nice! It looked victorian and massive. I glanced up at the second story. That would be nice to have a second-

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD

Glass shattered and rained down on the road in front of me, and a teenager laid on the ground.

"OHMIGOSH! ARE YOU OKAY!?" I jumped out of my car, and rushed to the man laying down. He looked wide eyed up at me. The man got up from the pile of broken window, and looked around.

"I was impressed. I give it a ... 6. Miss on style but I was pleasantly surprised." A voice spoke. Why wasn't he helping this man? Even though he seemed fine, he couldn't be! He had just jumped out a second story window!

"Hey, man! Come and sit down! Dude!"I turned to the voice. "Call an ambulance!" I pushed the guy who had jumped to a sitting position.

"Are you okay?" I looked into his eyes. They were a pleasant shade of green.

When I didn't hear a call being made I turned back to where I had heard a voice, and the guy was had moved closer. Much closer.

"Jeez! Call 911!" I was starting to panic. What if he had a broken bone or something? I pulled out my phone, but before I could dial, the iphone with a Panda case was stripped from my hands. I glanced up startled, and my green hazel eyes met with cold blue ones.

"Forget this happened. Go to the grille." His pupils dilated. I nodded robot like and got back into my car.

I shook my head and blinked few times. I looked behind me. Man, what a nice house! Two stories and everything! There were two man in front of it, and it seemed like they were arguing.

I continued on to the grille.

Sitting on a barstool, I swiveled around in circles.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked. I gave him my best smile.

"A sprite please." The man left with a goofy grin and slightly dazed eyes. That was how I normally left people. My red hair called to them, and my Green and hazel eyes stuck them there like glue. My toothy grin liquified them to putty in my hands.

"You come to sit at the bar, and you only order a sprite?" A man beside me questioned incredulously. I turned to meet startling blue eyes.

Damon POV

The sexy woman sitting next to me turned to answer my question on her choice of drink.

"I'm not old enough for anything stronger." She grinned. Damn. She was sexy. She had deep red hair that reached to her elbows, and fell in layers. Her eyes were a strong hazel in the middle, and a grassy green on the edges. When I had compelled her back at the boarding house, I had noticed the eyes then, too.

Poor girl was at the wrong place at the wrong time. She even got out of her super sexy car to help Stefan.

"I'm sure that doesn't matter." I smirked. It was true, with the looks that the bartender was sending her, he would put a water park in here if it made her happy. She was beautiful though. The bartender put her sprite on the bar infront of her, and she thanked him. Maybe I could get a good lay out of her.

The girl rolled her eyes and picked up her sprite, taking a sip of it.

"What is a girl like you doing a small town like this?"

"Lookin' for a friend. You wouldn't happen to know where I would find Jeremy Gilbert, would you?"

The gilbert kid? This sexy girl was looking for a druggie? "No. Can't say I do."

She nodded and turned back to her drink.

After about fifteen minutes, she had finished her sprite. The Redhead got up and turned to me.

"I'm off to find a hotel. It was nice meeting you..." She trailed off.

"Damon Salvatore. And your name?"

"Poppy. Poppy Tanner."

Well, Poppy Tanner, how about you and I head over to my place? I was about to say, but she was already gone. Damn. She had a cute ass.

Penelope Tanner POV

I managed to find a nice hotel in town. Slipping off my crop top and jean shorts, I stepped into the shower. The hot beads of H2O felt soothing on my skin. The trickles of water streamed down my body, and turned to suds as I scrubbed clean myself with body wash.

Washing through my hair, and adding extra hair product, I rinsed it out. And rung it, letting water drain down like a water fall from the twisted hair.

Dressing in my pajamas which consisted of plaid cotton shorts, and a tank top, I put my hair up in a bun.

I snuggled into my bed and drifted off into sleep.

My eyes shot open at the sound of knocking on the hotel room door. I walked to the entry way and opened the door. My eyes were blurry from sleeping, but I could clearly make out the man from the bar. His eyes were as blue as ever, and he smirked.

Before I could say anything, he crashed his lips onto mine. Only a second went by, and then I slapped him.

"What the fudge?"

He held his cheek and held a confused look on his face. Then his eyes bugged out and veins crawled up onto face. His teeth now had sharp points to them.

My eyes widened. Holy. Mother. Trucker.

I didn't even scream though, and he didn't lung. I brought my hand to his eye and looked closer at it.

"Hey man, you okay?" I did the only thing that I could think to to, I sat him down and began rubbing his eyes. Something was jacked up about this guy. Slowly the veins left his face, leaving raised eyebrows and a incredulous look.

He chuckled and shook his head.

"Your a weird one, Poppy Tanner."

I opened my eyes. What a weird arse dream. What had been wrong with his face? I shook my head and closed my eyes again. I had one wild imagination. Looking at the clock it read: 2:14 I forced myself to go back to sleep.

I woke up and rubbed my for head looking at the clock. 6:43. Alrighty! Pulling on black jeans, a tie in the front superman sleeveless shirt, and some blue converse I exited the hotel.

Pulling on my sunglasses and letting my hair fly free from it's bun, I drove to a Panera and had a muffin for breakfast. Even with my super awsome Clark Kent hidden Identity of having sunglasses on, I still got stares from people. Come on man! I thought that this was suppose to work! Superman puts glasses on, he is instantly unrecognizable! But when I put the glasses on, it's like, woah! There's that model girl! Thistotally sucks.

It seemed around the time for school, so I pulled up to the Mystic Falls High-school. The parking lot was full or cars, but it was missing the people. So... should I see my daddy first or go and find Jeremy?

I'll go to my dad's class room and make my entrance.. and then I'll work on finding Jeremy! Yeah! GOOD PLAN! I patted myself on the back and walked into the school building.

If I remember this right then... one... two... three doors down should be my dad's classroom. I looked into the door window before I walked in and saw my dad yelling at some kids. I chuckled to myself.

One last breathe of air, and I flung open the door, and ran to my Daddy. I had really missed him. He was the only family that I had.

"What the-" Dad started to speak.

"Daddy!" I squealed as I squished him to me.

"Penelope! How have you been, sweetie?" My dad asked me, breaking away form the hug.

"Pretty good. But I missed you Dad!" I smiled, and he grinned back. The entire class had gone silent, and I noticed that half of them had their jaws hanging open. Jeez! My Dad might be the evil Mr. Tanner, but he can still love! Gosh!

I scanned the room again for my friends face, but he wasn't there. I was hoping that I could see them both all in one run. Kill two birds with one stone.

Before daddy could say anything, a bell rang. The class broke off of their stupor and gathered their papers and books. Each left after giving me a glance.

I turned to my dad.

"I'm going to go and find Jeremy. I'll see you after lunch." I'm pretty sure that the bell was for lunch because there were no students filing into his room.

"Alright Penelope." With one last smile, I left the classroom.

Scanning the crowds that passed by, I spotted Elena, Jeremy's sister. We hadn't really gotten to know each other, but I was always with him. Jer and I had pretty much done everything together, which makes it sort of surprising that I don't know his sister that well. Mr. Gilbert was like a second father to me. I know that his death hit em hard, so I can't even begin to imagine that pain that jeremy is going through. Thinking this only caused me to search the crowds with more intensity, and more frantically.

I ignored the stares that I was getting from some of the students and rushed down the hallway. Wow. I face palmed. If it was lunch than what would Jeremy be doing inside the school?

I flew through the doors and scoped out Jeremy.

YES!

Without further ado, I sprinted in his direction. Ha. Fools back is turned. I so got him. When I was only a few feet away, I flung myself at him.

"JEREMY!"

Jeremy Gilbert POV

Fucking Tyler Lockwood. Asshole has no respect for Vicki. Treats her like Fucking garbage. Wish I could just smack the living shit out of him. But I have to wait for him to make the first move.

I heard running behind me. The Fu-

"JEREMY!" Wait- What?

"Poppy?" I felt her jump onto my back. I turned so I held her by the small of her back. My face broke into a huge grin. This girl was my best friend. I had been in a shitty mood for like, three months because I couldn't spend time with her. The Skype calls kept us in touch, but there is nothing like holding a girl like her in your arms.

Who knows. Maybe I might have been able to cope better with my parents death if she was by my side. If we had those Friday Night Movie Nights where we would watch a action movie in my room, all cuddled up in my bed, with popcorn and chocolate scattered around us, I might not have become a druggie. Maybe.

But she was here now, and that was enough to get me in a good mood for a week.

She kissed my cheek and asked, "How you been, fool?" In a gangster accent.

"I been good, I been good. You doe?"

"I been bettah. Looked the hole fudgin' schoo for ya fool!" Poppy punched me playfully in the arm.

We both broke out into laughter. I noticed that we were getting stared at. She had never been publicly at this school before, and no one had really seen he around. This was because whatever time she spent back here in mystic falls was spent completely with me. She would pepper in time with her dad, Mr. Tanner also, but we were always together when she was home. Either we would stay at Mr. Tanner's house, a hotel, or my room.

"Where's Vicki? I have looking everywhere for her too!" A small frown made it's way to my face.

"She is in the hospital. Some sort of animal attack."

"Then what are we doing here?" She began pulling me away, but she haulted a couple of steps in.

"Oh. Wait. No skipping, Mr. Gilbert. I'm afraid that we will have to postpone our little visit until the end of the day bell rings." Poppy stated with he hands on her hips. I noticed now what she was wearing. Black jeans pared with a Superman top that tied in the front and ended a inch after the belly button. Blue converse matched the Superman Logo, and her blood red hair was water-falling down her back.

"Some one looks snappy today." I teased her. She rolled her eyes and said,

"And someone looks emo. We are going to have to re-paint your black nails. They look all grungy." Poppy chuckled. "And have to add some color to your little... outfit."

"Black is so in, Poppy. I would think that you, a famous Model would be caught up in the world of fashion."

"Uh, No excuse me? Super man is the new black. Gosh Jer, get it right." She said exasperated. We had another laugh attack, and if people were staring before, then now they were inspecting us with a microscope. I could imagine what they were thinking.

WTF?! Someone like her, with someone like him?

Well, news flash! She is meh bestie! Get your own sexy BFF!

I brought her under a tree so we could sit, but not before passing Tyler and his little posse. The Shitface's mouth was agape, and he was staring at Poppy. As she rambled on about random stuff, I kept my arm around her waist. As we walked by Tyler directly, I turned my head to look over Poppy's shoulder, and I flicked him off with my middle finger, and smirked.

His eyes went between the back of Poppy's head, and me as he stared in shock. I chuckled and returned to my conversation with Poppy.

Okay so :D Yeah. I don't know if I will continue, but it will probably be along with the story line if I continue. I don't think I will if no one like it : /

Cya latter,

LILSIS321