A/N: I do not own either Twilight or Vampire Diaries. I just love to play.

I would like to thank flamingpen18 for being my beta for another story. I would also like to thank her for not being angry with me when I didn't tell her about the first chapter.

Thank you for the reviews!

THIRD POV

What is the difference between satin and semigloss paint? Bella stared at the wall in confusion. To her right was a regular can of paint, and to her left, there was a can of satin. In her hands, she held semigloss. She,wanted to stomp her foot. What was the big difference?

Screw it! She thought, putting the can back. The color of the house is fine.

"What is a lovely young lady such as yourself doing all alone?" a voice called out.

"Damon, get a life!"

Bella turned to see Elena and two other guys. The one that was closest was a tall dark haired man with blue eyes. She looked passed him to the other guy, who had his arm around Elena. He was frowning at the Damon guy.

"Sorry, Bella, he doesn't have a life. Just ignore him. I try to," Elena came over, pushing Damon out of the way.

"Oh, it's okay," Bella smiled as the guy rolled his eyes at Elena. "He wasn't bothering me."

Elena grinned. "So are you going to repaint?"

Bella shook her head and snorted. "No, I can't tell the difference between paints, or how one brand is better than the other. They all look the same to me. So I gave it up."

Damon gave a low chuckle. "Quite the dilemma, wouldn't you say?"

Bella nodded. Hadn't she just said that? Was he not listening at all?

"So do you want us to help you pick out the paint, or are you totally giving up?" Elena asked, looking in her cart. Many kinds of decorations littered the cart, and Bella blushed when Elena raised a brow at the Hello Kitty tape.

"That's okay. I'm just going to do some normal decorating. No strangeness involved, just me and the walls," Bella nodded to the cart, giving Damon a weird look. Why was he staring so intently?

"Well if you need any help, I live in the large brown house next to yours." Elena smiled, pulling Damon away.

Bella watched them leave. What was with the Damon guy? Every time she glanced at him, he seemed to try and hold her gaze. Due to past experiences, having someone look at her that way was hazardous to her health. Sure he looked bad ass and hot, but something about him screamed dangerous.

Whatever.

ELENA POV

"Damon! Why did you have to do that? Now she probably thinks that we're weird!" I screamed when we left the store.

He smirked, "Because I just want to get to know her. There is nothing wrong with that."

"I can't take you anywhere!" I said, grabbing my hair.

He didn't smile. "Brother, did you notice how delicious she smelled?"

Stefan glared at him, "Yes and no, I have no interest in trying."

I gave Damon a dark look. "You leave her alone, Damon Salvatore, or so help me!" Why did he have to go and ruin someone else's life?

"Oh, calm down, Elena. You can't stop me from pursuing her. She has my interest right now." He gave me another smirk. Then abruptly, his expression changed. "Besides, I bought the book you two talked about, and I think that she knows about us."

What?

Stefan stood straighter. "How so?"

"Well, her vampires are just like us. They burn and are hurt by crosses. The sunlight is detrimental, and they wear special rings that allow them to go outside. Then, there was an interesting section on how a vampire can compel others to do anything, and that the family is vegetarian. Their eyes change when hunting, and they each have an extra ability. I don't think a human just comes up with that out of the blue," Damon explained in all seriousness. "She knows. If not about us in particular, then she knows something about someone. I'm not dropping my guard, and I will be getting closer. So deal with it Elena."

I watched as he took off toward his car. Was what he said all true?Do I have to read this book?

THIRD POV

Bella glared at the offensive item. It wasn't working, and she was ready to pull her hair out!

"Stupid remote!" she growled, throwing it onto the couch next to her. Then the doorbell rang.

How apropos, she thought grimly. Elena was bouncing on her doorstep again.

"Hi, Bella! I wanted to see if you'd like to have dinner with us!" She smiled.

"Us?" Bella asked confused.

Elena nodded. "Yes. My brother, Jeremy, and I, Damon, who you met before, and my boyfriend, his brother."

Bella contemplated the offer. Then, had a better idea. "Why don't you all come over here, and I'll cook?"

Elena's eyes bugged. "Are you sure? I could cook for us. You don't have to go through the trouble."

Bella shook her head and grinned, "No, it's fine. Come by around six, and it'll nearly be done."

Elena walked away with even more pep in her step.She must be a cheerleader, Bella thought.

Bella closed the door and cracked her knuckles. "Lasagna and Tiramasu. That gives me four hours till they come. It's doable."

LATER

"Thanks Bella!" Elena smiled, stepping onto the house. Damon and Stefan with her. She briefly explained that her brother wanted to hang with his girlfriend, and that was why he didn't come. Stefan gave her a kind smile, and Damon seemed too excited to come in.

I guess that was what Elena meant about letting people in. She knows that he is a creep. Bella frowned at his smirk.

"Dinner will be done soon. The dining room is that way, at the end of the hall," Bella pointed to her left.

Elena led the boys inside, remembering where to go.

The table was set beautifully, and Damon immediately took the head of the table. He smirked at Elena's irritated glare. "What? I'm the oldest here." As if that explained his annoying behavior.

Bella walked in with a large pan of lasagna, placing it on the pot holder in the center of the table. "I have lemon tea, Coke, and water," she said.

The three collectively chimed "Water."

She returned with a pitcher of ice water. "Go ahead," she motioned to the food. They dug in.

"So, Bella, do you like Italian food a lot?" Damon asked leaning in. At her nod, he smirked wider. "You know, I'm Italian." He winked.

Bella leaned in too, "So am I, and I don't care." With that, she resumed eating her food.

"Damon, behave." Elena hissed. "Sorry, he has no manners. Oh! This is Stefan, my boyfriend," she said, motioning to the guy at the other end of the table.

He gave her a curt, "Hello."

"Hi."

Damon took a sip of water and cleared his throat. "So, Bella, Elena told us of your book, and I bought it," he said, staring at her. "It was very interesting. Your vampires were of none that I have ever heard of."

Bella nodded slowly, giving him and odd look. "Yeah, it came to me in a dream," she said. "I just had to see how it ended."

Damon nodded and gave her a grin. "Dreams. You know, they say dreams are a manifestation of our desires," he hinted, wiggling his eyebrows.

Bella blushed at his words and the meaning behind them. His eyes were very clear, and she felt a strange pull from them.

"Damon! Stop teasing Bella! She doesn't need it from you," Stefan admonished his brother.

Damon's response was to snort. "She seems to be enjoying it brother."

As if on cue, Bella blushed.Dammit! She glared at him. "Oh, I love having men I barely know refer to inappropriate things about me," she sniffed.

Elena coughed into her arm, and Stefan smiled tenderly. She had bite. That was good, if she was going to be dealing with Damon.

Elena changed subjects quickly. "So how long have you been cooking, Bella?"

Bella glanced at her and frowned in confusion. "Well... My mom was always a horrible cook, so I had to learn early on. I'd say at the age of seven," she thought aloud.

"Was she really that bad?" Elena asked.

Bella gave a stupid look. "She once got the bright idea to toast bread, then slap some Nuttella, eggs and mayonnaise together. Then tried to feed it to me."

Her guests all shuddered at the disgusting image. Each of those things were good on their own, but together, they sounded just plain gross!

Elena shuddered, "I get it."

LATER

"Thank you, Bella. The tiramasu was lovely!" Elena said giving her a hug. Stefan nodded.

"Yes, thank you, Isabella." Damon stopped on the doorstep to stare at her. "You'd love to invite me over again, wouldn't you?" His eyes did that thing again.

Bella snorted. Did he really think that he was so great that she'd fall that easily?How humble. NOT!

"No, actually I don't care if you ever come over again. You're very suggestive and need to learn some manners," Bella told him in complete aggravation.

Damon leaned closer, breathing in her face. She could smell his breath and how spicy it was. How odd, she thought in wonder. How do his eyes do that?!

Damon was trying his hardest to compel her. She just wouldn't succumb to his charms. Why not? He even let his scent wash over her in hopes of getting somewhere, and it didn't work.How odd.

"You wouldn't like to have me over at all? Truly?" he asked her with puppy dog eyes.

She blushed, "Fine. You can come."

Damon narrowed his blue eyes. Then, they took on an odd luster. "Thank you. I look forward to coming for you," he smirked at the innuendo.

Bella scoffed and slammed the door. Perverted jerk!

After some thought on his last words, she giggled.Sexy, Perverted Jerk!