A/N: I keep giving in! I just have so much of this story written that I can't resist! I haven't received any reviews but I have a few favorites and follows, so here's chapter two! The first couple chapters are rushed, I realize, but things will start getting interesting soon. Anyway, please review, favorite, and follow!

My father told me I'd be starting at the local highschool within the next week. I hadn't left the house. I told my father it was because I wanted to learn my way around the house and get used to it, he encouraged me to do the same for the town. Sooner than later, the day came where I was to start. They hadn't given me a tour.

The morning arrived with a harsh wakeup call. I knew I'd have to leave eventually. I dreaded it, every second of getting ready.

I didn't want to draw attention, Elena and Caroline and Stefan probably knew my secret, I didn't have any reason to trust Damon.

I reluctantly pulled on some black high waisted shorts and a plain dark red tee shirt, tucking it in. I added a black lace kimono and my black Doc Martens. I brushed my hair, it parted in the middle and put on black eyeliner, finally I grabbed my tattoo choker and put it on, I hoped I didn't look too strange, I hope that more than anything.

I didn't know what to bring, so I just brought my old school backpack. My father let me borrow his car. I found my way to the school just fine.

Turns out, they gave me the tour when I got there. Nice school, nicer than the one in International Falls. My first class was Calculus, Stefan was in that class.

"Hey, Sybil." He smiled, gesturing to the empty seat next to him.

I walked slowly over to him, and sat down. Maybe Damon was trustworthy.

"Where have you been? None of us have seen you at all."

I shrugged, "I've been at home... You know, settling in and getting used to everything."

He nodded, "I guess, this must be pretty different for you."

"I've been here before, it's not much bigger than wh-" that's when it hit me.

I don't know why it always surprised me so much, and why it hit so hard. It was strange, it wasn't out of the ordinary, I should've been used to it. It pounded in my head, it made my muscles weak. How had I not noticed this before? I was so hungry... So thirsty. I needed to feed, and I needed it bad.

"Sybil? Are you okay?" Stefan's voice rang in my head.

I snapped my gaze to him, "Yes. Yeah, I'm fine, sorry... I just remembered something. I'm fine."

His eyes flashed suspicion, "Are you sure?"

I nodded, and my luck prevailed when the teacher began the lesson, saving me from further interrogation.

After the class, Stefan invited me to sit with him and his friends at lunch, and I wasn't going to turn down the idea of making possible friends, even if I did feel utterly useless in my state.

Lunch came fast, by that time, my head was pounding so hard my vision was blurry. The sound of hearts beating and blood flowing was screaming to me. I wouldn't last much longer.

"Aren't you gonna eat?" Elena asked when I sat down without a tray.

"I don't feel good, just a little stomach bug, not very hungry." I said simply. I wondered if she could hear the distress seeping through my voice.

She left it at that, which I appreciated greatly. I just needed to get through three more hours and I could feed. This thought was troubling, I'd had a steady supply of blood from my mother, who worked at the closest hospital. How had I not thought of that!? I didn't know what I could do.

The thought was fleeting, a sad glimmer of hope. I pushed it down fast. I couldn't go to Damon. He didn't seem like the type to be safe about it anyway... It was stupid.

I would go into the woods, find some sort of animal to suffice until I figured something else out, yes, that was the plan.

There were plenty of woods around Mystic Falls. I chose what appeared to be the most dense. I took off my cardigan and took off running.

I figured a deer would be the most inconspicuous. I followed the scent and I found one.

It was standing gracefully between trees, completely oblivious to my predatory presence, I almost felt bad when I lunged at it, sinking my teeth into its flesh and draining its life. I almost felt bad, but I didn't, instead, I felt better.

"Hey! Now what the hell do you think you're doing?"

I turned around quickly, blood staining my chin, my eyes wide.

Damon smiled, "Oh, it's you."

I let out shallow breaths and wiped the blood with the back of my hand, my eyes were locked on his.

He stepped towards me, chuckling, "Now, now. If you were so hungry, you could've come to me. Unless.. Oh you're not one of those good guy vampires like Stefan, are you? The 'No Human' diet is so useless, wha-"

"No, dammit, I'm not a 'Good guy' vampire like Stefan. I just didn't really know how exactly to access human blood in a town I just arrived in without painting a big flashing sign on my head that says, 'I'm a vampire!'" I hissed. Stefan was a vampire too?

Damon laughed, "Come with me."

I eyed him, "Why?"

"I can help you." He shrugged, as if it was obvious, as if it were simple.

"What's in it for you?" I was good at picking up on small habits and behaviors in people, and I had a hunch that Damon only did things for people if he expected something in return.

He shrugged again, "Less boredom."

My eyes narrowed this time, "Oh?"

He shook his head, "Oh, just come with me."

I didn't appreciate the way he snuck up on me, I didn't appreciate his nonchalant attitude, but he was the only outlet I had at that moment, he was my only option. Unless I wanted to keep killing Bambi. I reluctantly agreed to go with him, paying very close attention to his movement, ensuring he wouldn't try to attack me like he did the first time we met.

Upon deeper thinking about it, our first meeting was very strange. He was disrespectful, what if I hadn't reacted? What if I was human? He could have killed me. He was reckless. But, in that very instance, he wanted to help me. And I needed all the help I could get if I'd resorted to snacking on deer.

He took me to his house, which was right beyond the woods, I didn't know I'd travelled that far. Stefan was there, right in the living room, he didn't pay any mind to us, I'm not sure he knew I was there. I wondered what he was doing. And I wondered if Elena knew, if Caroline knew.

Damon took me down to the basement, to a room with a freezer.

He turned around, winking, "Shhh."

He pulled the freezer open to reveal countless bags of human blood.. Like the ones my mom used to give me, I gasped.

"Thirsty?" He smirked.

I narrowed my eyes, "Obviously."

"Well all of this is readily available to you. On one condition."

I rose my eyebrow, "Oh? And what would that be? I thought there were none, that you were just 'bored'."

"Eh, sometimes I lie. You'll get used to it. The condition is that you accompany me to the masquerade party at the mayors house."

I stifled a laugh, I wasn't expecting something so simple, so innocent. This had to be a joke. "You're serious?"

"Of course, Stefan is taking Elena, Jeremy is taking Bonnie, and poor old Damon is going to be all alone. Poor old Sybil is, too. So why don't poor old Damon, and poor old Sybil be alone... Together?" He had on a crooked smile, but he was right.

I stared at him, "What masquerade party? Nobody told me about that." I shifted my weight uncomfortably.

"The one at the mayors house, I already told you that. Listen, a deals a deal." His voice was now dripping with sarcasm, he reached into the freezer and pulled out a blood bag, stepping closer and waving it in front of me, the scent was intoxicating to my still hungry senses.

I watched the bag, I needed that blood, "I don't even have anything to wear!"

He smirked, "Elena will take you shopping. That's what girls like to do, isn't it? My treat."

"Fine! Give that to me." I snatched the bag from his hands, tearing it open and devouring it hungrily.

He chuckled and I pulled my face away as I was finished, I felt the blood dripping from the corners of my mouth, "Something funny?"

He wiped the blood away with the sleeves of his jacket, "Nope, not at all. By the way, the ball is Saturday."

The next day was Thursday, and the night before my dad was working late. He worked on campus at the community college. Thursday morning came after a long, sleepless night.

I wasn't eager to go to school, I didn't know how I'd react to Stefan now that I knew, or Elena now that I didn't know if she knew. If people here knew about the existence of vampires, what does that mean? What did it do for me?

I got ready, though, throwing my hair up into a bun and putting on dark red high waisted jeans and a black tank top, adding a gray and black plain flannel that was much too big for me. My tattoo choker was something I added to most outfits.

I put on black eyeshadow and dark red lipstick, deciding I looked decent, I ascended into the abyss (highschool).

My dad said I could use his car whenever I want, since he has his truck, I didn't complain.

I stopped at the gas station, only to find Damon waiting by my car when I walked back out, "Oh, why have you graced me with your presence this time?"

"Elena is taking you shopping after school." He stated simply.

"You couldn't have just called me to tell me that? Or told Stefan to tell me?"

"Don't have your number, oh! And I wanted coffee." He snatched the cup of coffee from my hand and drank out of it.

"What the hell?! Just keep it." I scoffed.

"That's the plan." He walked away with a chuckle.

I shot daggers at his back with my eyes before getting back into the car.

He hadn't been lying, Elena came up to me right after the final bell with bright but wary eyes, like she was excited but also didn't know how to act around me.

The school day had flown by, boring and uneventful.

"Are you ready? I can drive." Elena offered.

I nodded, "You know... You don't have to do this."

She smiled, "Damon is my friend. I care about him and I'm glad to see him putting himself out there again. Plus, you're not too bad either."

That last part was playful. "Did he, like, just go through a breakup or something?"

She furrowed her brows, "Something like that."

I nodded, understanding that it was the end of that conversation.

We arrived at a costume shop, specializing in authenticity.

"Why are we at a costume shop?" I asked her, I was to buy a dress, not a costume.

"We're all dressing in Victorian clothing, it adds to the effect." She grinned, pulling me into the shop.

The front was all basic party supplies and Halloween costumes. Small toys and decorations, the back was where the authentic costumes were.

A stout, pink faced lady emerged from a door with a tape measure hanging from her shoulders, she was flustered.

When she noticed us, she let out a gasp and an apology, "I'm so sorry, I'm just so busy this time of year, with Halloween coming and all.. How can I help you two?"

"It's fine! We understand, we're actually looking for a Victorian gown." Elena put on her 100 watt smile.

"Oh! Is it for you? I have the most gorgeous white gown that would compliment your skin tone just perfectly." The lady set down her tape measure on the counter.

"It's actually for her." Elena gestured to me.

The lady's eyes lit up, "Oh, you're a beauty. I have something for you here." She scuttled into a back room, telling me to follow and Elena to wait.

She had a dress hung up on a plain wall, it was stunning. It was a high collared scarlet and black dress with a corset style bodice. There was a middle panel of black ruffles in the front of the skirt and the rest was red. It was a gorgeous satin and I was eager to try it on.

It fit me perfectly, which was very surprising since I was rather small. My pale skin seemed to glow against the dark colors, the sleeves ending just over my palms. The lady pulled the top section of my hair back to resemble an up do. I'd never seen myself look so radiant.

"Wow." The lady breathed, "Lets go show your friend!"

She led me back out of the room where Elena was idly looking through skirts. She turned around and grinned, "You look amazing, Sybil! That's perfect! How much?" She asked the lady.

"You're looking at about $300, I can throw in a mask for free." She turned around and went to a glass case full of masks, pulling out a dark red metal one.

"Perfect." I smiled, $300 of Damon's money, satisfying.

Elena announced she was going to go to the bathroom while I checked out.

I had the dress hung over my arm when I approached the lady, bright eyed.

"That will be $300, miss." The round cheeked smile returned.

I offered my own smile, "Thank you so much." I handed her Damon's card, waited for her to give it back, and walked out the door, waiting for Elena by the car.

She walked out 30 seconds later, "Damon is going to light up when he sees you!" Her smile was genuine, "You can come over before the Masquerade and get ready with me and Bonnie and Caroline if you want."

I thought for a moment and decided there were no good reasons to say no, I liked Elena, "Sure."

"Ok just come over at about 5 on Saturday, I'll text you my address."

Within the next few chapters, I'm going to start linking the outfits Sybil wears for anybody who wants to see them. Let me know if you think thats a good idea.