This is my first story, be easy on me. All of your critics are VERY welcome! Thank you for reading this boring thing. (:

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS _

Damon's POV

I stood there, clad in a pair of dark grey sweats. The sun had started rising about an hour ago, while I have been awake two hours before it appeared. I have always been a morning person for some strange reason. I love my nights, don't get me wrong, but there's just something about the fresh new air. The stunning morning sky and the annoying, chirping birds that make me glad to be alive. Standing right here, on this balcony, staring at the sun rise, looking at the dusty road upon my home, is refreshing. I haven't been back here, in my childhood home, for several years now. But something drew me back. I haven't found out what, or how, or when yet, but I'll be damned if I don't.

While I'm cruising through my thoughts, I barely have time to register the beauty crossing the road. She seems to be taking a morning jog. 'How have I never met her before?' I seem to ask myself outloud. She has her hair pulled into a high ponytail; hair that I want to brush my fingers through. I'd give anything just to touch her, even for a moment. She has no qualms about her stunning figure, as her sweat creates a slick layer on her flawless olive skin. Her chest is covered in a simple blue sports bra that leaves little to the imagination. Her toned stomache was put on display, as were her mile-long legs. She was sporting a short pair of black yoga style spandex, encasing, which I'm sure, a very beautiful ass.

This drop dead woman suddenly paused, directly in my line of vision. She took a swig of her water bottle, took her iPod out of her bra, and switched it to a new song. I'm not sure why, but just the simple act of her putting it back into her bra instantly made me harder, if it was possible, than I already was. Watching her throat muscles work as she greedily drank from her water bottle, filled my mind with visions of her using her pouty lips on the wonderful hard-on I was sporting.

I was pulled out of my reverie when she suddenly looked my way. All of the air was knocked out of me when she smiled and waved at me. I turned around thinking she was looking at something behind me. When I noticed that I was alone, I turned back to her and pointed at myself questioningly. She simply nodded her head and laughed.

''Great going Salvatore!'' I said, not even noticing her walking towards my door.

When I finally looked back towards the road, she was gone. I was sad and sort of depressed that she walked away from me. My body jerked when I heard the doorbell ring. 'Maybe it's her!' I thought to myself. I didn't take time to check my appearance, which is a rarity since I am THE Damon Salvatore, but instead, I ran down the stairwell faster than the speed of lightening. I could see my younger brother Stefan slowly walking towards the door, but I shoved him out of the way before he touched the doorknob.

"Dude! What's your problem? I was just getting the door," Stefan grumbled.

"Nothing's my problem, I just... wanted to answer the door...myself..?" I muttered, quickly thinking of what to say.

"Ohhh... I get it. It's a girl huh? You saw the girl who jogs past our house everyday didn't you?" Stefan smiled knowingly.

"Y..you know her?" I sputtered out stupidly.

"Of course I do," he said with a wave of his hand. " She went to highschool with me a couple years back. Never dated though, I had a silly crush on her for a long while, but she shot me down each time. Said that I should go for her best friend Caroline instead. Now look where I am. Elena was right, Caroline's the one for me..." Stefan spoke dreamily.

"K bro, lay off the chick flicks. I sometimes think you're gay. Caroline's just a cover huh?" I laughed out loud at my own joke.

I ducked as he chucked a pillow at me and heard as he muttered, "Jackass...Get the door before she leaves!" he sang. I suddenly remembered that she was still standing there listening to our bickering. "Oh crap!" I shouted.

I paused for a second longer before opening the door. Breathing just got a whole lot harder. She was even more breath-taking close up. She was the most gorgeous thing that I have ever laid my eyes on. When she spoke, she made my heart skip several beats.

"Hi, I'm Elena!" She said breathlessly. She sounded like your average college graduate, but she had this life to her. This playfullness, this joyfullness that I just wanted to dive into. I could tell from the look in her eyes that I was taking too long to reply, so I put on my signature smirk and stared deeply into her chocolate pools that she had for eyes.

"Hello there gorgeous. I'm Damon, Damon Salvatore... as in 'savior'," I said happily. I was easily getting lost in her eyes... way too easily for my liking. But nevertheless, her smile lit up the room and stole my attention.

"Well aren't you one for compliments Mr. Salvatore," she said playfully with a hint of laughter edgeing through her voice.

"You are definetely a beautiful sight for sore eyes, especially when you live with something as hideous as... Stefan..." I stage whispered.

"HEY! SHUT UP, LEAST I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!" Stefan yelled from the kitchen.

"Yeahh.. yeah, yeah. Keep telling yourself that Steffy. You'll come out of the closet soon enough!" I yelled back with a smile.

When Elena started giggling at my comment, I noticed that she was still outside, so being the ever gentleman that I am, I gently took her hand, bent down, kissed her knuckles, and walked her into my home. I noticed her blush and I couldn't help but grin like a mad man. Geeze, this amazing girl already has me under her control...