A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this new idea of mine, it's been stuck in my head for a while now. Let me know what you guys think in a review, and I'll see what I can do :) And a special shout-out to my Beta, Mari, for helping me!

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries or any of its characters. I also don't own Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick. (Some parts of story are loosely based on the book)

Prologue

Damon ran his hands through his hair while staring at the local newspaper. The title Mystic Fall Mourns Tragic Death of Grayson and Miranda Gilbert, contrasted the happy picture of the Gilbert family. It wasn't the fact that the founding families were still around … or not around in this case. However, it was that she looked exactly like her. Was the universe playing a twisted joke on him?

Damon's eyes glazed over as he recalled her raspy laughter and her feline elegance. She was a sight indeed when charming her newest interest. His surroundings came into focus again and he looked at the photo again. He had come to Mystic Falls to check on the boarding house and as a last whim to perhaps find out about her whereabouts, like he always did every so often. Taking a last look at the picture of the family, he picked up the phone and made one unexpected phone call to Mystic Falls High.

"Hi, this is Damon Salvatore and I'd like to set up a meeting to attend Mystic Falls High this September."

EPOV

I walked into first period anthropology class and the smile I was wearing dropped and I paled. The bold words SAFE SEX were written in the messy scrawl that could only be identified as Coach Assbur- I mean Coach Ashburn's chicken scratches. I ogled my best friend Bonnie quizzically while she sat waiting for the bell to ring.

I took my seat and Bonnie whispered jokingly, "I'm thinking Jenna Fisher's bun in the oven has something to do with this." I laughed and got out my binder, anticipating what was surely going to be 75 minutes of pure awkwardness. Jenna Fisher had been the 5th girl this semester to get pregnant in our senior class. Apparently teachers were treating this as a pandemic.

Right before the bell rang Coach Ashburn walked into class wearing the classic Mystic Fall golf shirt that all the male teachers tended to sport. As soon as the morning announcements finished he stood in front of the class scratching his head clearly wishing he had been instructing a basketball game instead of talking to a bunch of teenagers about sex.

He started, "Apparently I need to go over what you horn dogs DIDN'T learn in 9th grade health class… safe sex."

He went on to babble about different contraceptive methods and basic things that everyone knew would be forgotten by tomorrow. He finished his painful lecture by rolling his eyes and adding "But most of all the best form of contraception is … come on say it with me guys, abstinence! "

"Or how about don't be silly and wrap your willy!" Tyler Lockwood chimed in and high fived his brainless jock buddies. Giggles rang out though the room.

Coach intervened "Lockwood shut it. On the topic of safe sex, our new unit will be talking about human selection of mates. Now can anyone tell me what has attracted humans to pick their mates?" No one in the class volunteered to answer his question.

"Salvatore, you seem to be busy on your cellular device over there. Can you give me an answer?" Coach picked on the mysterious and brooding Damon Salvatore sitting at the back of the class. All anyone knew about him was that he was a 19 year old returning victory lapper whose family was among the founding families and owned the boarding house.

"A great rack and a nice ass" he replied nonchalantly with a smirk. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Pig.

Coach couldn't help but cough to cover up the laugh that escaped him. "Nice one Salvatore, but no. That's what you guys going to research on the research project."Everyone in the class groaned and I turned to a nodding Bonnie to confirm that we would be partners.

Coach continued, "Since I know how excited you guys are to get started on this project I've so kindly already partnered you guys up" I grimaced waiting for my name.

"Gilbert you're with Salvatore over there" coach pointed to me as he continued to go through the list. I groaned and turned to look at a smirking Damon who waved with his feet perched up on the desk.

I rolled my eyes again but remained in my seat and got out my paper to brainstorm ideas, not bothering to wait for Damon Salvatore. God, even his name was like a slogan. From the corner of my eye I saw his black clad form swagger in my direction. He grabbed a chair and sat watching me intently with his hand supporting his chin.

"Yeah?" I questioned him. He smiled and I couldn't help but absentmindedly notice how blue his eyes were. I shook the thought out of my head in disgust. No Elena.

"Elena Gilbert, the girl who everyone seems to be talking about." I knew exactly what he meant; everyone was always talking about how sorry they felt for perfect Elena now that my parents were dead.

"So, what turns you on?" He continued smiling at me devilishly.

"Men with class and less vulgar taste. Basically, not you." A mockingly sweet smile formed on my face.

"Feisty, I like that." I rolled my eyes as I continued to scribble ideas. Clearly I have to talk to coach after class. He'd understand why I could not work with Damon Salvatore. Right on cue, the bell rang and I immediately stalked off to talk to Coach Ashburn.

He looked up from marking quizzes and acknowledged me "Yes Elena?" I started off carefully, "I would like to change partners for this assignment please." Coach eyed Damon as he left the room and stared at me.

"Look Gilbert, I know Salvatore can be a pain in the ass but my decision is final. I can't give you special treatment."

I pleaded, calling him formally, " Mr. Ashburn, you know that I'm probably going to be stuck with doing all the work and I'm so much more comfortable not having to listen to his unnecessary vulgar comments. Can't I just be with Bonnie for this assignment? Come on, you know the nature of this assignment and being with Damon isn't going to help at all." I finished my rant feeling slightly proud that I managed to get my point across.

"Elena, like I said I can't give you special treatment. What do you think Lockwood's partner over there has to deal with?" My shoulders slumped in defeat. Usually he was really considerate; I didn't understand his persistence this time.

"Gilbert you're going to be late for second period" coach warned, and that was my cue to leave his presence.