She spotted Damon's familiar broad frame and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey!" Elena smiled at him.
"Hey, what's up?" Damon asked pulling her in for a quick hug.
"Nothing much" Elena replied happily. Damon and her had been texting alot after the day that they ran into each other while running and they had both learned a lot of things about each other.
There was something about Damon's charming personality and bottomless blue eyes that kept reeling her in, and the warmth in his hugs that she never felt anywhere else but with him. She liked having a guy for a friend, Elena thought as they strode through the front door into the dance program orientation room.
As they walked into one of the many large theatres that the school had, they chose seats near the front so it was easier to pay attention. As Elena stowed her backpack under her seat, Damon did the same and turned to smile one of his self-assured, sexy smiles at her.
"Apparently, the head of the dance program is a manwhore. He " apparently" cheats on his wife with some of the girls here." Damon scoffed and shook his head.
"I'm sure it's just a rumour, Damon. Mr. Reynolds used to be in several dance competetions and now he is the head of a really amazing dance program, you shouldn't believe everything you hear." Elena scolded lightly.
"That's not what I meant, Elena. You know I don't gossip," he continued, "stay away from him, I don't want you getting hurt. I'm sure he goes for the pretty faces." Damon finished, his startlingly blue eyes seemed to bore through her.
Elena's eyebrows scrunched slightly as she wondered why Damon was so suddenly protective of her, she used to despise him and he used to live off making her want to throw him in a dumpster. She had never really had a close friend that was a boy when she was younger, so she wasn't sure how he was supposed to act. But that tiny part in Elena that craved attention was soaring in happiness so she nodded at Damon and smiled slightly.
"Okay Damon. I'll stay away from him." Elena said to him.
Damon's easygoing smile returned to his face quickly and he pulled out a small paper bag from one of the local pastry shops, and he handed her a chocolate filled croissant.
" Here, have some of this. I thought we should celebrate our first day here." Damon smiled once more.
Swoon. Elena thought.
"That's a really sweet thought Damon, but I have my training and eating schedule- I have to follow it." Elena felt bad for turning him down, but she didn't want to mess with her training schedule as she still needed to get her body extremely fit and healthy for the school year.
"Come on Elena, live a little. I have a training and eating schedule too," he reminded her, "These are low-fat."
Elena smiled a little and took a bit of the chocolate croissant, " Mmm." Elena nearly moaned at all the lovely dark chocolate inside was melting on her tongue and how the flakey pieces of the croissant were the perfect neutral compliment to the chocolate.
Damon smirked, "Good, eh?" He took a hearty bite out of his own croissant and traced circles on the armrest of the chair.
As the rest of the people filled into the theatre, the mahogany wooden doors were closed silently and the lights dimmed for the presentation. The lights on stage suddenly turned on and the stage was flooded in brilliant white light. A man in a suit, sauntered onto the stage and stood behind the podium.
Elena's eyes wandered the man's figure; it was obvious that he was attractive. The man's broad shoulders that filled his suit jacket so perfectly and his slightly tanned face made his brilliantly green eyes with long eyelashes, catch the attention of the whole audience, especially the girls. He paused for a moment before he began to speak, the low baritone of his voice resonating deeply throughout the room. Several girls were whispering to their friends now, no doubt about the hotness of the man on stage…
Elena turned slightly to look at Damon, from the way he was glaring at the stage, this man must be the Dance Program Director; Mr. Reynolds.
"Hello everybody. I am Mr. Stefan Reynolds, the head of the "Dance" program here at Branksome Finishing School for the Arts. We have the next two hours to go over the main rules, what is expected of you, and the general layout for your school year. All of you should have been mailed an envelope with your acceptance letter and your schedules, please take those out."
Everybody in the audience began to rummage around in their purses and backpacks to find the envelope. Elena and Damon easily pulled their envelopes out of their backpacks and laid them on the small counters each seat in the audience had in front of them.
"So, inside your envelope, there will be three copies of your schedule, a list of all your teachers with phone numbers and emails, a list of the extra-curricular activities available at the school, a few copies of the campus map, and suggested materials, supplies, and books. I'd like you all to take out a copy of your schedule and copy down this important information."
Damon and Elena began to scribble down the information that Mr. Reynolds was saying.
"So everybody make sure you keep your student login and password safe as your account will have additional information important to you. If any problems arise with your student email and account, please contact Mr. Olsen, the head of IT." Mr. Reynolds lightly tapped his fingers on the podium as his intense gaze scoured the room as he smiled at the occasional student, "Now, there will be a PowerPoint covering the rest of the information."
A projector screen slowly began to project a video which had several quick clips of previous dancers from the program and few seconds of each one of them talking about how the school was so amazing and such an excellent place to be. After the video ended, Mr. Reynolds came back up to the podium and told everybody that the sign ups for extra-curricular activities will be posted at 12:00 noon and to enjoy the school grounds and not hesitate to ask any questions if they need help.
Damon and Elena shoved their papers back into backpacks and began to slowly file out of the auditorium and to the clearly marked female and male change rooms. Elena awkwardly smiled at Damon and walked inside the female change room.
Elena opened one of the stall doors and let herself inside. She pulled off her jeans and t-shirt and slid on her dance shorts that fit her body like a glove and her specially made dance tank top that was made not to slide or move around. She yanked her hair up into a high ponytail and used the mirror compact of her purse to re-apply a few coats of mascara and rub shine serum into the end of her ponytail. Elena playfully pouted into her mirror as she swiped on lip balm and then put her things back into her bag. As she pushed open the stall door, a flood of other girls came inside the change room and began to change into their dance gear and pull their hair up into ponytails or buns.
Elena took out a copy of her schedule as she sat on one of the benches outside the change room, she had ballet in the morning until 12 and then she had lunch, and after that she had English, French, and then an hour of ballroom dance. Elena didn't know if Damon was in any of her classes but she was sort of hoping to find the Stefan guy who she had spoke to at the auditions- he had seemed very kind when she met him, and not to mention- he was very good looking.
Elena looked between the campus map and her schedule and navigated her way into her class. She hurriedly walked in right as the teacher was about to close the door.
" Sorry, Mr. Robin" Elena murmured, hoping that the man she was talking to was indeed the teacher that she read was teaching her ballet this morning.
"No problem, Elena, I presume?" One of Mr. Robin's eyebrows arched perfectly and Elena pondered if her teacher waxed his eyebrows into that perfect shape. Elena was slightly surprised at the way seemed to be so dignified just from the way he was talking and looking at the entire class.
Mr. Robin looked familiar; Elena felt like she had seen his perfectly arched eyebrows and sexily focused eyes somewhere. Elena shook her head lightly, she must have seen him on a dance television show or something…
Elena nodded, put her bag down in the corner and joined the rest of the class on the floor, where they were all stretching.
" Okay everybody," Mr. Robin exclaimed," I'd like you all to stretch for a few minutes and then when you are done, everybody will get into their own space in the studio and I will begin teaching."
Elena quickly sat down next to what looked like a friendly blonde girl who was wearing the same top as her and leaned into a straddle stretch, her forehead touching the cool floor when she felt someone tap her on her lower back. She quickly shot up from her position on the floor, her eyes sparkling in the bright light as she turned to face the blonde girl who tapped her.
"Hi, I'm Caroline!" The blonde said excitedly.
"I'm Elena." Elena replied back, a small smile on her face; she loved making new friends.
"Is it your first year here? Of course it is, me too!" Caroline looked like she was going to explode with happiness, she seemed like she was the sun and just filled to the brim with cheerfulness.
"Cool, what kind of dance do you do?" Elena asked. Most dancers had one specific type of dance like ballet or ballroom that there will strictly faithful to and they practiced other dances if they type came.
"I do ballet, you?"
Caroline giggled slightly and opened her mouth to say something when Mr. Robin began to speak.
"Okay everybody, I hope you are all warmed up. We will begin with a few pirouettes to warm up, and then we will begin the routine."
Mr. Robin quickly demonstrated and then began leading the class in a section of pirouettes across the room and the class quickly switched directions when they arrived in a corner of the large studio.
"Now we are going to do kick, side leap, and pirouette- finish in arabesque. " Mr. Robin insisted. This time he watched the class do the movements and went around fixing people's postures, straightening their shoulders and lengthening their stance.
"Good, good everybody. Now let's move into the more complicated positions."
Mr. Robin began to teach the routine quickly and efficiently and fixed peoples positions constantly, when Mr. Robin came around to Caroline, he shot forward when she was pirouetting and held her foot as high as it would go- at Caroline's case, her toes could reach her head.
"Point." Mr. Robin instructed firmly.
Caroline wiggled her toes in her ballet shoes before pointing them easily, Mr. Robin kept holding her and several students stopped to see.
"This," Mr. Robin began, "Is the perfect example of how you should be frozen when I say 'hold'"
Mr. Robin let Caroline's foot drop slowly to the floor, before raising his eyes to focus in on hers, the milky chocolate of his eyes raised to focus on Elena's as she unabashedly gawked at him- his stupid eyes wouldn't leave her alone! Where had Elena seen them before?
When the bell rang, Mr. Robin's eyes broke from Elena's as he directed the class to pack their things and leave. As Elena scurried out of the class, she took her phone from her backpack and went onto the internet. She wasn't sure of Mr. Robin's first name, but she typed in "Mr. Robin, dance" into Google.
The first few hits were ballet event listings that had a "Mr. Adam Robin" in them and when Elena scrolled down the page she found the school biography for Adam Robin, and she read it hurriedly.
Mr. Adam Robin, one of the country's premier ballet teachers has spent several years learning and teaching the seductively beautiful art of ballet. Extensively experienced in ballet, as he as performed in several ballet shows with the Grandson Company in New York, he began learning ballet at the ripe age of 4. He has also judged on famous shows such as "The Dance!" and "We've Got Talent." Adam Robin is also a fierce advocate for youth and currently supports the "Palms Rehab Center," the " Windy Beach Rehab Center," as well as the Prima Valentino Centre for the Arts. A lovely motivational speaker, Mr. Adam Robin has also given speeches at rehabilitation centres and schools alike. Mr. Adam Robin is a great asset to students and welcomes them to come speak with him if they ever need some guidance.
Elena nodded her head in recognition, he had spoken at her rehab centre, her most likely did not remember but at least she knew who he was. It made her smile when she looked at a couple other teachers' biography on the school website and saw that they did charitable acts as well. Elena tucked her phone back into her backpack and walked into the school changeroom, there were several lines of pristine white showers- each with their own blue and gold curtain and towel rack next to it.
Elena noted that the ballet class had left her feeling slightly cold with sweat and that she could really do with a shower. Several other girls were heading for the showers also, as their morning classes had left them in need of a shower. Elena quickly unpacked her shower gel and shampoo from her bag and went into the shower, snapping the lock on the door shut. She tugged the curtain across and flipped the shower on. As she soaped up her sweaty body, her fingers lingered on her hips as she remembered how firmly Damon's hands grasped her when she rode him. Elena's eyes opened with a start as she bit her lip worriedly, having those kind of thoughts about one of your friends only meant one thing.
Elena Gilbert was still really attracted to Damon's delectable body, and now, she was starting to get even more attracted to his charming personality. He wasn't such an idiot after all, Elena thought to herself as she rinsed out her hair…
Elena quickly stepped out of the shower after a few more minutes and dried herself off. She then put her hair into a high bun and put on a coat of mascara and a swipe of lip balm before leaving to the cafeteria.
When Elena entered the large and brightly lit cafeteria, her stomach rumbled slightly and reminded Elena of how hungry she actually was. She headed towards a sandwich kiosk and purchased a chicken salad sandwich and as she was walking towards a table, she saw Damon leaving the cafeteria with a sandwich in his hands.
"Damon! Wait a sec!" Elena said as she hitched her backpack higher on her shoulders and ran up to him.
"Hey, Elena. Chasing me down, eh?" Damon responded with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
"Well, hello to you too." Elena rolled her eyes, "How was your morning?"
Damon sat down on a park bench outside the cafeteria and Elena sat next to him, pushing her backpack behind her as she began to eat her sandwich.
"Good, I had ballroom dancing in the morning…"
Damon and Elena continued to chat about their mornings as they each hungrily polished off their food.
"I have English and French in the afternoon, what do you have?" Elena asked Damon after she consulted her schedule.
"Me too." Damon warmly smiled at her and Elena smiled back. She didn't understand how sometimes when he smiled at her, it made her feel really happy, warm, and cozy, and then other times- it made her want to push him against a wall and have her way with him.
Damon looked at his watch and noted that the time was 12:00. " Elena, the extra-curricular signups should be open now. You wanna come with me to sign up for stuff?"
"Sure"
The two friends approached the sign up board where there was already a throng of eager people signing up for different activities. As Damon and Elena attempted to get into the same line together, Damon gestured for Elena to go first, " Ladies first."
As the people around them excitedly chattered to their friends and pushed to get a bit closer to the front of line, someone jostled Elena from the side and Elena fell backwards onto Damon's hard chest. As his arms pulled her up and closer to him, she stared into his eyes feeling slightly dazed.
Damon only smirked at Elena before quickly pulling her upright and keeping a protective eye on her as she tried to peek over several people's heads to see what kind of activities you could sign up for.
A/N: Hi guys! I know I haven't updated in a very long time, SORRY:( I have been typing this chapter up for a few days and now its finally done, so I hope you guys enjoy it and once again, I really appreciate everybody's kind words and reviews and THANK YOU for reading my story!