Damned stupid car. She slammed her fist against the dashboard and rested her forehead on the wheel as she admitted defeat. Yes, she was one of those stereotypical girls who was crap with cars. After passing her test a few weeks ago, she had already blown something or another - either way, it wasn't working. Her first instinct was to call her brother, but she refused to prove him right, plus she was lacking any credit. She had passed her test after about a month of turning 17 and was determined to prove to him that she could have some independence.

A wave of relief washed over her as she walked for a few minutes to find a diner nearby. Upon entering, she was met with the smell of fresh coffee and the low murmur of the few people that sat in the red, leather booths.

Unsure of quite what her intentions actually were, she walked up to the counter. Before she reached there though, a man dressed in dark jeans, a black top and leather jacket turned around, a takeaway coffee clutched in one hand. Due to his moving before he looked where he was going, he managed to bump into her, almost spilling his drink. She let out a small gasp at both him nearly standing on her foot and his unbelievably good looks!

"Sorry." He mumbled, before looking up. When his eyes met hers he smirked, "I should really look where I'm going huh?"

She let out an awkward laugh, damn it Elena, be cool. "Honestly it's fine! No one could be clumsier then me!"

He cocked his head to the side, "really? Well, I've already spilt some salt whilst grabbing a menu which I believe is said to be bad luck, and then I bumped into you which seems to be defying that rule." He smirked again. Was he hitting on her?!

"That's nothing-" here she goes, "I fell over today in the middle of the road which made my papers fly everywhere, making my very own traffic jam, I then pocket dialled my boss leaving him a lovely 5 minute call of nothingness, then to finish it off, my car's just broken down for some reason, it's getting dark, and I have no money and no credit left on my phone."

He sucked in a mocking breath, "oooo that's rough. You say your car just broke, do you need some help?"

He was an angel sent from heaven... Literally! "Oh my goodness, would you? I would be so grateful!"

"It would be my pleasure, did you want a drink first?"

She contemplated it for a while, but decided against it, knowing she would be late for work in the morning if she didn't get home and in bed soon. "Actually, I'm ok thanks, caffeine just keeps me up all night!"

Oh my days Elena, no wonder no one wants to date you, you decline any offer you get!

He seemed to be content with her reply though, "ok then, lead the way." He gestured toward the door and she moved toward it, seeing him follow behind.

"It's a couple of minutes walk from here, do you mind?"

"Not at all." He smiled at her and switched on a torch he fished out of his pocket as they started walking. "So, I didn't catch your name?"

She blushed, hating her weird name and contemplated making one up, Lucy? Mia? Ergh, may as well just get it over with, "Elena, Elena Gilbert", her voice came out more confident then she expected it to, yes!

To her surprise, he didn't laugh at her, rather the opposite, "now that, is a beautiful name." He didn't tell her his however, maybe he had a weird one too, it would explain the apparent attraction to her in her name. "Gilbert huh?"

"Er, yeah, do you know a family member or..."

He waved a hand dismissively, "no, unfortunately not. I was just thinking, I've never heard of that second name before." He looked dead ahead, it was almost pitch black now and really quite cold.

Without letting out even a shiver, she felt a warm jacket being wrapped around her shoulders. She smiled, "thanks".

"Don't mention it, the cold never bothered me anyway. So, where are you heading to?"

"Oh, just going back to my flat... Or I was until the stupid thing broke."

He let out a slight chuckle at her frustration with it, "right, so is this it here?"

She was lost in thought and realised they had reached her car. "Yep, I know it's not much, but I'm a bit tight on money at the moment, don't judge me." She laughed, God Elena you're so awkward.

"I've seen worse." He smirked again. He seemed to have a habit of doing so, one in which she wasn't going to complain about! "Lemme have a look then."

After having a look around and inside and fiddling around, he finally spoke up, "well the good news is I can fix this in, say... 4 seconds? The bad news is you really need to revise how your car works, rookie error."

"So what do I need to do?"

He smiled, "restart the engine." He twisted the key, bringing her car back to life.

"Ergh, you're kidding me? I can be so blonde sometimes, I'm so sorry I dragged you out here for nothing."

"No sweat, it was my pleasure, however, I may need my jacket back, it's pretty chilly." She took it off, feeling the instant breeze arise bumps on her skin, the smell of him leaving her.

"Sure, errr... Did you need a lift somewhere? It's the least I can do."

"No, I'm fine, I'll only take a few seconds to get home." He smiled.

"Ok... Well, thank you, again, maybe we'll bump into each other again sometime."

"I'm sure we will, your car looks like it's going to have a heart attack any minute and, being the gentleman that I am, I'll come along again like your knight in shining armour and rescue you." He winked.

She let out a small laugh, "ok, till next time then."