AMY'S POV

My nightmare, a.k.a Julie had returned to the school.

And the first thing she did was… glaring at me and walking away.

Interesting…

While walking with Elena and Bonnie to the class, one of her 'friends' pushed me with her shoulder, but didn't say anything, just leered at me.

"And while she was thinking about God knows what, the new girl suddenly felt a hit." Elena said in a deep funny voice

"Excuse me but when will I lose this 'New' title?"

"Asked the new girl, while trying to ignore Lucas Reese's burning eyes, focused on her." She continued and I turned my head to look at Luke. He was talking with his friends

"The 'still' new girl who was now staring at him with wide brown eyes-"

"Suddenly felt a new urge to tape Elena's mouth.." I finished her sentence for her "Elena!"

She laughed "What?"

"You're sometimes worse than Caroline."

Bonnie gasped fakely and Elena placed her hand on her chest "That, Amy, hurt me physically."

I giggled and we entered our last class. It went pretty well- except maybe when Mr Saltzman gave us some research about Willow Creek War. That time, everyone groaned and said thing under their breath… Except Bonnie, she was too busy with drawing something as if she was in some kind of trance.

When the bell rang, I stood up and Bonnie held her breath, looking at her notebook.

"What happened?" I asked when she tried to hide the sketch, but I snatched it from her hands.

"Is it..me?" I murmured slowly, looking at the sketch, the girl in it had the same necklace with mine. But that wasn't the weird part.

The weird part was that the girl was looking at a stake in her hands, her brows pulled together, as though trying to figure out what it was..

Bonnie snatched it from my hands and gave me a shocked look

"What-" I started but she turned her back and ran away

"Bonnie, wait!-" I tried to say but she was already gone. I gawked behind her, why would she want to draw me as a weird version of Buffy?

I shook my head and put my stuff into my bag, then walked out of the school. Luke had his football practice, so, I was going home alone today.

I looked around and kept walking, and just as I turned a corner-

"Walsh!"

Some day, I will be able to reach my home without seeing Damon. I'm serious, it is in my future plans…

"I have to sleep, I have loads of homework and I don't really want to deal with your sexual thoughts right now."I said, without stopping and he caught up with me

"No, today, I'll try to talk to you like a civilized person."

"Mm hm."

"Really." He said "After all, we're in the same town-"

"Considering the population of this town-"

"And I don't know anything about you." He said "I think we should get to know each other."

"Umm- why?"

"No reason."

Okay then…

"I have loads of homework Damon." I said "I gotta go home."

"You need to get a life." He said, rolling his eyes

I didn't answer that

"Fine, what if I helped you with- what was it what you wanted to do? Your homework, right?" he suggested and I let out a laugh

"Ehm- no offense but you don't look like a straight A student."

He really didn't look like one of them. I wondered if he had gone to university. He seemed more like interested with girls at the highschool more than classes…

He grinned "Thanks for the compliment."

Patience, patience….

I eyed him and tried to find a class he would probably know nothing about.

Trigonometry? Nah,

English? I guessed he was good at it too..

History?

Aha! Guys like him would never pay attention to History…

"Battle of Willow Creek." I said, jerking my nose in the air, looking at him with a know-it-all glare "Can you help me with that?"

His grin widened.

Ah.

Damn it.

I'll never trust my instincts again.


"Wow, I didn't know Mystic Falls had a museum…" I said as we stepped into the building and he looked around

"You can see everything about Mystic Falls history in here. It's hardly a museum though. I've seen so much bigger ones."

I scowled "You travel much?"

"You'd be surprised." He said calmly "Come on."

We walked into the rooms and I turned to him

"If you-"

"Nuh uh." He said, now smiling and shaking his head "In return form e, helping your homework, you'll answer my questions."

I sighed but on the other hand, I was excited. Why would someone like him want to learn things about me?

"Is Amy a nickname for you or is it your full name?"

"My full name." I said "Amy Claire Walsh."

He hmmed and I looked at some bullets left from the War. Then I pulled out my notebook and wrote the information on the card

"My turn. Salvatore is an Italian word, isn't it?"

"Mm hm."

"Have you ever been in Italy?"

"Couple times. And it was two questions."

I shrugged "Ask away."

"Why did you move in here?"

"I told you before." I said "I don't know. It's my brothers, we always move out."

"You never asked them why?"

I glared at him "I'm not that blonde, Damon, of course I asked. But, I gave up after years of trying and getting nothing."

He didn't say anything and I bit my lip

"Why did you and Caroline broke up?" I blurted out and he looked at me, puzzled

"Aw- I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that…" I said, feeling the blush on my cheeks "You don't have to answer that-"

"What she wanted and I wanted from the relationship were..different things." He said "Personal questions huh?"

"No- I was just-"

"Your first boyfriend…how old were you?"

Damn it.

I avoided his gaze, trying to decide whether to lie or find an excuse not to answer it

"I-Damon- this question is a little-"

"Hmm, never had one then…" he smirked "First kiss?"

"Damon!" I exclaimed "You brought me to help me, but I can't focus thanks to you, would you please-"

"So, never had one either…"

Great.

"N-no, that's completely besides the point, and- and I'm an expert in kissing- just with the lips and tongue and teeth, crashing together, making odd sounds.. Super. I know all about it."

A laughter rose from his throat and I turned my back to him

"If you never kissed anyone, then how will you-"

"I'm a good reader." I said harshly "And you asked too much, it's my-" I paused when I saw the parchement on the wall

Some guest list to a celebration party.

The founding families of Mystic Falls Virginia welcome you to the inaugural founders council celebration on this, the twenty fourth of september in the year eighteen hundred and sixty four.

"Aw, a party list…" I laughed "The surnames are still same.. Forbes.. Hey, it may be Caroline's Grand-grand-grandfather.." I frowned when I saw the other names

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore.

I gave him a quizzical look

"Original Salvatore Brothers…" he said calmly "Stefan and I..we got our names from them."

Huh.

"So you're kind of.. Damon Salvatore Jr?" I giggled. He gave me a forced smile and I shut my notebook

"Alright, I think it'll be enough." I said, putting it into my bag again "Let's go."

He nodded and we walked out of the museum

"You said that your family had passed away, right?" he asked as we walked out

"Yeah."

"How old were you again?"

"5" I said

"It must be such a- hard experience, in that age.."

"I guess so.." I shrugged slightly "I can't remember it well. What about your parents?"

"We lost them, it's just Stefan and I now."

A voice inside me told me not to insist on the subject, so I tried to change the topic

"Are we still having this… question-answer thing?"

He shrugged

"Fine then. Your favourite author?"

"Jack London." He said "Yours?"

"Tough question. Loads of them, but Shakespeare is the favourite, I think.." I said "You know what Damon, you can actually.. be nice when you want to."

He smirked "Yeah, I guess I can."

When we got closer to my house, I turned to him "Thanks. Again. For everything."

"Not at all…" he said "But you know what, I could show you so much more… You seem to like learning different things."

"I'd better go back to my home before hearing something else that will make me think you're a pervert." I said and he laughed

"Oh, come on..I'm only saying"

"Goodbye Damon.." I said and walked to my home. I went upstairs and flung myself onto the bed, then got up nibbling my lip, there had to be a Jack London book of mine in here…

I looked at my library and went downstairs. I opened the closets, my old diaries, pictures, some cups of Dan and Mike's…

Where was it…

I went back to upstairs and stepped into Dan's room, looking at the shelf he had over the head of his bed.

You filthy thief..

I had asked him if he had seen my Hamlet weeks ago and he had said no!

I pulled the book- my book- from the shelf but meanwhile caused his watch to fall to the floor. I got on my knees and took the watch, but a box under his bed caught my eye.

I pulled it towards me and opened it "Be my book, don't be porn, be my-" I suddenly froze when I looked into the box. I reached out and touched those-things, then grabbed one and gawked at it, still holding it in my hand. Suddenly Bonnie's sketch flashed before my eyes, a girl, holding a stake in her hands.

The same view

"Oh my-"