Sorry guy's i know i said i would update on Saturday, I ended up working all weekend and never got to my computer.

So I will be updating chapter 3 tomorrow, I think you will be pleasantly surprised! Thankyou for the reviews, im loving the interest in the story. Epecially from Sparkley Angel: yes, I will swing that in some way, I want elena's parents (especially grayson) to be aware of Stefans nature at some point, they will play a huge role in this fic.

ICURAQT2: yes i love the possibilities i can have with Elena dealing with her parent's and Stefan and Elena's growing passion, that will be fun ;) thanks for editing tip, didn't even realize :D oh god haha!

Elena sat on one of the benches near the lot, she had woken up surprisingly early this morning, maybe she had overslept the day before she thought. Was there such thing as too much sleep? She scribbled in her diary, not know exactly what to say, how to describe the last few days, she didn't want to write about the crash, that was something she would much rather forget. Instead she wrote about what she remembered, or what she thinks she remembered. Stefan's wrist at her mouth, his cool blood trickling down her throat, she couldn't remember the taste, she could only remember how it felt, and it felt good, euphoric. Why?

People started arriving and parking their cars, her phone vibrated, a text from Matt.

"Hey babe, you never called?" she sighed and threw the phone back in her bag, is it normal to feel this suffocated by your boyfriend she wondered, probably not, but she couldn't make a decision, especially one that would mean losing someone she held so close for so many years. He would hate her after it.

Suddenly she caught something in her peripheral, it was him, Stefan was walking towards her, and he was wearing a black leather jacket and sunglasses, blue faded jeans that fit him like a model. Had he walked all the way from the boarding house? She knew where it was and it was far, not something walk able in less than two hours. She could see all the students in the car park turning their gazes to the new figure walking past them. And why wouldn't they she thought, he was gorgeous, she couldn't stop looking at him, that had never really happened to her before.

"Good morning Elena" he slipped his shades off and smiled at her, she was honestly lost for words, she had more than two minutes to think of what to say before he made it in front of her and somehow she had managed to screw that up. His hair was still damp and rustled, from a shower maybe, he ran his fingers through it, oh god, she wanted to do the same, running her fingers through his hair, god she needed to stop thinking about things like that around him, and save those thoughts for somewhere where she could wear her goofy smile in private.

Still a minute or two must have passed as silence surrounded them both and their eye's connected, but it didn't seem to matter, he was staring too, in just the same way, it made her stomach flip, such intensity in those eyes, but at the same time, he looked very...lost. Lost.

"Eh ahem" she cleared her throat and flew back to earth, "Sorry...did you walk from the boarding house?" she asked, slightly curious and needing to veer her thoughts into any other direction.

"Ehh no...My uncle dropped me to the corner" of course, he lives with his uncle.

"oh yeah sorry" she hopped off the bench and slipped her journal into her bag, she could feel him watching her, his body moving as she did, observing her closely, but still with a very distant proximity that made her shutter, so primal and protective. He seemed to smile when he caught a glimpse of her journal. Was he taunting me? Having a diary was so juvenile she thought, god he must think I'm a freshman.

"So when did you move here Stefan?"

"Just this week" he answered vaguely, she didn't expect such a short answer. Was he trying to be mysterious?

"With your parents?" she enquired again

"No..They passed on a long time ago"

"I'm really sorry" her voice was soft, she really felt like he was still carrying that around with him in the way he said it. She wanted to help him somehow, she felt oddly drawn to him, wanted to ease the pain that she could feel from every way he moved around her.

Elena tried to concentrate on where she was walking, feeling oddly shaky after their intense gaze, she watched her feet as one moved in front of the other. But still she couldn't shake the feeling that his gaze was still fixed on her from behind, her back tensed and her stomach quivered with an unrecognizable desire.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked after a few moments.

Elena was glad she could speak again, anything to take the image of him watching her out of her mind.

"Yeah, I mean I'm okay, I still feel incredibly guilty for going out without telling my parents where I was actually going." She took a breath, realizing she needed it "And I caused the crash really, so I don't know I feel sort of" she frowned as she searched for the words.

"...inadequate" she whispered. Elena hung her head, slightly ashamed for revealing herself, how she felt, how selfish she must seem to him. How selfish she felt herself, putting her family in danger.

Stefan nodded, and just there, that was all she needed, a nod, she didn't need anyone to tell her it wasn't her fault, or it could happen to the best of us, she just wanted to say it and let herself deal with it. No one else could unburden her of her own guilt. Why couldn't anyone else do that? Why couldn't anyone else understand that?

"We all make mistakes Elena" he turned to look at her again, she didn't know if he was speaking about himself or about her, his expression was unreadable. But those eye's that pierced her so often, she didn't know what to do with it, was there anything to do with this feeling? How to react to him?

"Yeah" she smiled awkwardly at him, this rope that was reeling her in towards Stefan was getting to be increasingly difficult to restrain. They continued walking through the doors and up to the crowded hallways.

"I can show you where to get your schedule Stefan let me just put my books away" she began to unlock her locker.

"Hey babe" Matt crept up behind her and stole a kiss, Elena jumped in surprise, going red immediately. And that expression that she could see on Stefan's face made her uncomfortable, Matt's arm was wrapped around her and he leaned against her so protectively. There was nothing she could do.

What would she do if Stefan decided not to speak to her because of Matt. If he doesn't want to talk to you because you have a boyfriend, then he's not worth it. Her subconscious tried to reason with her, anything to take away the thumping pain building in her stomach, but she cared, she cared so much about him it was scary.

"Hey man, I'm matt" he introduced himself.

"Stefan" they shook hands awkwardly as Matt began to put two and two together.

"Wait...You're the guy that saved Elena, wow man!" he hugged Stefan unexpectedly, Stefan guffed at the gesture, he was surprised. Elena stood watching as they awkwardly bonded over her.

"Thank you so much"

"It's nothing" Stefan shrugged, looking at Elena, who seemed to have hung her head into her locker, collecting her books; Elena couldn't stop the frown from appearing. She could feel the distance between her and Stefan grow wider the second since Matt arrived.

"Right place right time" Stefan confirmed as he watched matt trying to read Elena with a worried expression.

"Listen I better go to the office to get my schedule, thank you for your help Elena" Elena turned quickly and smiled hoping he wouldn't go, but he was gone in an instant, leaving her no time to reply or do anything.

"What's his problem?" matt asked, noting her expression as she watched him leave.

"I don't know"

"OH MY GOD ELENA!" Caroline jumped on her, wrapping her arms and screeching in her ear.

"God I heard about the crash, what happened are you ok?" Bonnie was approaching down the corridor outside history class.

"Yeah I'm fine" she hesitated, another flash of the accident returning to her memory, and she instantly felt ill. Miranda screaming, the screech of the tyres on wood and Stefan's wrist. Stefan in general. Oh god.

"Elena, thank god your ok" Elena was relieved bonnie had arrived at this stage, sometimes Caroline was too much to take all at once.

"Yeah bonnie, I'm fine not a scratch" she giggled, so happy to see her, it had been a week after all, she leaned in for a hug and whispered, " I'll tell you the details later" and released her from the hug. The details being, Stefan!

They entered the class, setting their books down; Mr. Tanner entered and immediately started quizzing people on the Second World War. Elena rolled her eyes to bonnie who was sitting next to her and mouthed dick , they both giggled. She was starting to feel like herself again, being able to have a laugh again made her feel good, feel normal.

"Mrs Gilbert!" he shouted in an amused tone, only too pleased to have caught her off guard to ask her a question.

"When was pearl harbour hit and what were the motives for the Japanese to attack?" Elena was at a blank, she hadn't studied for this, and she had been in hospital, how completely and utterly unfair.

Just then there was a knock on the door and Stefan entered, all the heads in the classroom turned and whispered. But Stefan was not one bit fazed, he continued to a free seat and set his bag down, he didn't look at her, didn't acknowledge her. Did it really matter anyway? Yes...

Elena turned her head back to Mr. Tanner who was still grinning and awaiting an answer that she didn't have.

"I...I don't know" and almost instantly he laughed and smugly paced up to the blackboard, preaching about perl harbour and scribbling notes with a stubby piece of chalk that was nearly completely unreadable.

"pssst" she could hear from her left. Caroline threw her a crumpled up note.

'Who is Mr. Hottie?' Elena frowned, knowing Caroline was going to do whatever it took to get Stefan to be her winning prize for the year, heck she managed it with everyone else, why not him? Why was she feeling so uneasy about it though? She barely knew Stefan, she didn't have a right to be possessive.

She scribbled a message on the paper and threw it back to Caroline.

'Stefan Salvatore'

And swiftly another shard of paper returned to her desk.

'He's mine!'

Elena tore the paper slowly and turned her head to look at Stefan, he was leaning on his elbows, head slightly tilted and brows furrowed deep in thought, swivelling a pen between his fingers, she lost herself there for a second. Watching him, it mesmerized her. Her gazed moved from his arms, to his eye's and to his lips. Oh god. She shouldn't look there, too many feelings gushed through her when she could stare there. Suddenly Bonnie's hand moved frantically in front of her to wave her out of her trance and they both laughed. Bonnie shook her head as she smirked at Elena, had it been that obvious? What had gotten into her?

"So...?" Caroline asked, setting her tray on the table of the cafeteria, joining Bonnie, Elena and Matt.

"Were all going to Tyler's tonight right?" she said excitedly.

"I don't know Car" Elena replied, remembering the last time she went out to a social gathering and the implications it brought on everyone.

"Come on Elena, I know you're like totally blah after the bon fire, but you can't hide forever, it won't happen again...and you can say you're staying at mine" she winked at Elena, making it completely obvious to Matt what she was thinking and planning for the two of them. Elena slung her head down to her food and pouted.

Matt slung his arm around her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"What do you think babe?" he smiled at her, Elena felt awkward; maybe she should just get it over with she thought. Maybe she should let this happen between her and Matt, what was she waiting for?

"Stefan's going too" Caroline said with accomplishment, Elena's eyes lit up.

"Really?" he didn't seem like the type of guy that would be interested in parties, he seemed reserved, timid, and far too mature to get drunk with Tyler Lockwood and the football team.

"Come on babe" Matt encouraged, Elena looked over at bonnie who sent her a worried look, she knew her too well, Elena didn't know if that was a blessing or a curse. But bonnie was the only one that understood sometimes, especially when it came to matt.

"Sure" she tried to sound excited. The only thing she was excited about was seeing Stefan again.

I love writing these two and their chemistry, more tomorrow.