~~~Elena's P.O.V.~~~

The way Damon kept glancing over at me while we were in the car was unnerving. He knew I could sense him staring at me, so why would he risk it? Or had he forgotten already that I was a vampire? I mean, I wouldn't blame him, I forgot sometimes.

I think I was overthinking things because I was anxious to know how he felt. Or maybe vampirism had enhanced my craziness. Either way I was screwed.

Damon pulled my car up to a place I didn't recognize. I gave him a curious look and he just smiled back at me in a way that immediantly made me suspicious. He got out fo the car and speeded over to my side. He opened my door and held his hand out for me. I took it and held on for several seconds longer than I needed too.

I smiled up at him throught my eyelashes. Making sure he noticed, my face suddenly became serious. My eyes flickered to his lips long enough to make sure he noticed but brief enough to let him think I didn;t want him to notice. I leaned in closer ot him, pressing me body agianst his and making our lips centimeters apart. "Damon," I sighed.

"Yes, Elena?" He nearly choked out when my hand moved to his chest. I ran my hand up and down his abs, feeling his muscles tense and then melt under my touch.

"I am so going to win." I whispered before I pushed gently on his chest with the hand that was still on it.

"You're a cruel, cruel person, you know that?" He aske dme, shaking his head. I think he shook it in half dissapointment in me and half just because he wanted to shake out what just happened.

"I learned from the best!" I told him cheerfully. He just shook his head again, this time with a smile.

"Are you coming in or what?" He gestured towards the door.

"Nah, I'm going to check my makeup real quick. Go ahead, though. We probably shouldn't walk in together anyway." I replied casually, already pulling out my little hand mirror.

"Whatever. See you inside!" He called over his shoulder, already heading to the door.

~~~Damon's P.O.V.~~~

As soon as I was throught the door, I stopped. I took a deep breath and tried to forget the way Elena's fingers felt on my chest, and how her soft pink lips were so close to mine. I was pretty sure that she was trying to throw me off my game before our bet. I was also pretty sure it was working.

I walked over to the bar and ordered a scotch. As I was waiting for my drink I surveyed the room. I had picked a place Elena didn't know so she wouldn't have an advantage or disvantage. The place was a lot like The Mystic Grill back home, but a lot more crowded. As I was checking out the women in the room, I heard the door open. I turned just in time to see Elena's grand entrance.

All it took was one guy's eyes to land on Elena as she entered and soon every man in the room was staring at her. Honestly, I couldn't blame them, she looked ridiculously hot. And it was more than just her outward appearance that made her appealing, she just had a confidence about her. Like she very well knew how hot she was. Her eyes briefly met mine and she smirked, confirming what I had already started to suspect; I was screwed.

~~~Elena

I never considered myself to be a cocky person. I never really thought of myself as someone who was hot, someone men liked to stare at. I always believed that on the cockiness scale, (ranging from one to Damon) I settled pretty low. Regardless, I would be lying if I said I hadn't noticed every guys' eyes on me when I walked in. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't enjoyed every second of it. Because I had noticed, and I did like it.

After my entrance, I immediantly walked over to the bar, stopping just a few feet away from Damon. I was just about to order my drink when a man came up to stand beside me, blocking Damon from my view.

"Get the beautiful godess whatever she wants, one me." The man said to the bartender. I flashed a dazzling smile at the man, quickly looking him over. He was tall, just over six feet, and her had skin so dark it made me think he must spend a lot of time in the sun. His hair was dark too, and it was spiked up tall. His eyes were a deep green that stood out against all his dark feauturesand his smile made him look mischievious.

I turned back towards the bartender, ordered my drink, and faced the mysterious hot guy once again. "Godess?" I asked him with a smile, shaking my head. He laughed.

"Yeah, sorry about that. It was the first thing that popped into my head. It was also the dumbest thing." I shook my head again, this time in mock disagreement.

"Oh no, I'm not complaining. If anything, it was...original." He laughed again.

"Ironically, thats what everyone calls me."

"Godess?" I couldn't help myself.

"Although that would be pretty awesome, no."

"What a shame! What should I call you?" I flirted lightly.

"You can call me...amazing, your awesomeness, ruler of all that is cool, or, Mario." This time, I laughed.

"Alright then, 'ruler of all that is cool', it is." We both laughed, and I found myself thoroughly enjoying this guy. "My name's Elena."

"Elena, huh? I like it. Though, I got to admit I like godess better." I shrugged my shoulders.

"I'm not going to disagree. I blame a year of bad naming. Not nearly enough hippies." We just smiled at each other for a couple seconds beofre I remembered why I was here tonight. "Listen, Mario," I started.

"Ach-hem." He cleared his throat and I smiled in spite of myself.

"I'm sorry!" I raised my hands in surrender. "I meant, 'ruler of all that is cool'!" I laughed as he nodded approvingly. "In all seriousness, I really like you,"

"But?" I gave him a quizzical look. He shrugged. "Did you look in the mirror before you left the house tonight? I didn't even expect to get this far." I rolled my eyes.

"But," I innounciated clearly, confirming his fear. "I just got out of something and I'm not really looking for a guy right now." He sighed.

"I'll tell you what," He said as he took out a pen and started scribbling on a napkin. "When you start looking for a guy, give me a call." He smiled and handed me the napkin.

"I will." He smiled bigger and nodded and turned away, but I stopped him. "It was really nice meeting you." I said genuinely.

"You too, godess." As he walked away, I looked down at the napkin in my hands. I smiled when I saw 'ruler of all that is cool' written along seven digits.

Since it's been a while since I updated, I decided I'd give you all a nice, long chapter! (At least longer than what you usually get from me!) And I know that Mario is no Damon, but c'mon, he was pretty awesome, right? I loosely based him off this guy I knew in elementry school. I had a crush on him for forever! Anyways, hoped you guys liked this chapter! Reviews+Alerts+Favorites=Happy Me