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Bonnie POV
What was he doing here? He couldn't be in this class! He was supposed to be in the upper class. Damon was the older one, wasn't he? Wait, Stefan never said which one was older. He just introduced Damon as my brother. Not as his older brother. But, why did he have to have my class? There were dozens of trigonometry classes in this school. Why couldn't he have been in one of the other ones?
I saw him glare at me from the corner of my eye. His body also looked extremely tense (An: For those of you you've read Twilight, no, he's not attracted to her blood.) and rigid. Like he was extremely pissed off. What did I do to him? I, literally, hadn't said more than two words to this new kid and he's already decided that he hates me. The only time he turned away from me at all and relaxed his pose was when he decided to flirt with some of the other girls in the room. I recognized them from the cheer-leading squad. There was the brunette bimbo, Michelle, the smart-yet-doesn't-apply-herself Kelsey, and then there was Mrs-Wanna-be-head-of-the-school-and-is-totally-jealous-of-Elena-because-she-already-tok-that-position, Tiffany.
Damon would wink, smile, and laugh every time he would catch one of them looking back at him. The three of them wanted his attention and he was giving it away willingly. I had a feeling that he would be just like the other boys. Only wanting to impress the hot cheerleaders, but don't give squat about the other people in this school….including the cheerleaders who weren't as hot, but were still available ( I.e. me). It wasn't a total shocker, though. I was used to getting ignored by the boys. Like I said, they all went for the hot ones with the long legs. It was times like these that I wished I was taller. Maybe if I was, I would actually catch Damon's attention. … Whoa, where did that thought come from?
Here this boy was, glaring at me and flirting with other girls right in front of my face, and I still wanted to be the apple of his eye? Yep, Bonnie, it's official. You have lost your mind. And some boy, that you just met, has found it for you and now you're to chicken to get it back.
Trig couldn't have ended sooner for me. I nearly ran out the door. The only thing that stopped me from actually running, was, again, the risk of getting in trouble. It felt so good to be rid of those accursed glares and his constant flirting. His mood swings were enough to make me sick.
I hurriedly ran to my next class, anxious to be as far away from Damon Salvatore. Luckily, I had Elena in biology, my next class. If I remembered correctly, she had first period with Stefan. I wanted to see her experiences with him. As soon as I walked through the door of the Biology lab, I took my seat next to one of my best friends. Once the lecture began, I ripped out a sheet of paper form my purple notebook that the teacher had given me when I entered the room. See, I wasn't kidding when I said they made us keep our supplies in the classroom.
Elena, Bonnie
So….how was first period with Stefan?
Hell. Living friggen hell. He wouldn't stop glaring at me the whole time. It was weird.
Are you serious?
Yeah. Why?
Because…..Damon did the same thing to me. The only time he turned away was to flirt with some girls on the cheer-squad.
Playboy.
I know right1 Hold up…teacher's looking over here. Sit with me at lunch. We can talk some more then.
After Elena silently agreed, I hurriedly stuffed the paper back into my folder. Though, I was upset. Lunch was all the way in fifth period. I would have to sit through two more classes before I would get to sit with my friend. I really needed to talk about this. I don't know how much longer I can wait.
After sitting through two more boring periods of History and Calculus, I was finally free to go to lunch. I was so hyper I made my way to the cafeteria in record time.
"Bon, sit over here," I heard Matt call out to me.
"Can't. Sorry. Already made plans with Elena."
I spotted her the second I said that. She was sitting at one of the two-seater tables at the back of the extremely large room. On my way to her, I also noticed the Salvatore brothers. They had already gotten their lunch…the two of them just weren't eating. I walked as fast as I could to get passed their table. I could feel Damon's hawk eyes watching my every move and glaring at the back of my head as he did so. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was as if my instincts were taking a life of their own. They knew I should be afraid and they were acting on it. I quickly took me seat next to Elena, hoping to get as far away from those brothers as possible.
"Aww. You bought me lunch? You really didn't have to, you know, "I said to her after noticing the pile of food in front of me. Sure, it was way to much for me to eat, but it was still a nice gesture.
"Don't worry 'bout it. I bought it so you wouldn't have to waste time getting it. Now, let's talk. What exactly did Damon do to you in Trig?" She questioned me, her eyes fierce.
I could feel those blue and green eyes stare at us the second Elena finished her sentence. It was almost as if they could hear what we were saying. That thought was dismissed as soon as I thought it. They were all the way across the room. There was no way Damon and Stefan could hear us from their table. It wasn't possible.
"I told you. He glared at me the entire period and he was extremely stiff as he did so. The only time he actually turned his evil stare away from me was when he went to flirt with those damn cheerleaders."
"Well, you didn't tell me about the stiffness…..but, yeah. That's exactly what Stefan was like, too. Minus the flirting, of course," she responded, mumbling the first part to herself.
"Do you think this is a major coincidence? Or, is it all somehow…connected?" I asked, extremely curious.
"I think it's a coincidence. I mean, how could it be connected? Did they say to each other "Oh, let's hate the first girls we see when we get to school, " before they came here?" Elena replied sarcastically.
"I…don't know. Maybe.," I said while munching on my pizza. She just laughed.
But, could it be connected? Was it really just a coincidence? Part of me said yes! Of course! How could you think otherwise? The other part disagreed. It thought there was something weird about Damon and Stefan.
An: See, I made this chapter a little longer. Review. I'll give you a virtual cookie if you do!
