I'm a total geek when it comes to romance. I'm into that lovey dovey shit, as I like to call it. I always pictured my first "I love you." The guy was supposed to say it first, of course. It was supposed to be epic. He would take us to the place where we first met. Or randomly when he first thinks to say it. Or he'd send me a note in class, because that right there is cute. But no. I, Elena Gilbert, got a text.


After about two months since Junior year started I still find myself crushing on the guy I sat next to last year. He was Stefan Salvatore. He was so different from everyone else I knew, in other words, he intrigued me. I always used to tease him about his hair which led to us flirting. But now we rarely see each other. Don't get me wrong, I love my best friend Katherine (she's like a sister to me), but I think he likes her and I'm a little pissed. Okay... more than a little. Everyone seems to faint over her charming personality. Katherine knows I like him but she keeps leading him on even though she has a thing for Stefan's friend Steve.

"Hi I haven't talked to you in a long time"

I turn around and speak of the devil, Stefan is looking at me expectantly waiting for me to reply. I managed to reply with a simple 'hey.'

I'm a little shocked considering we NEVER talk anymore. He then stands next to me in line and when it's my turn I only order a red Gatorade from the cafeteria and he orders these onion chips I tried once. " Ewww! I can't believe you like those bunion chips! They are disgusting!" I exclaim teasingly as we started walking aimlessly.

"First of all, Elena, they are called Funyuns. And secondly they're delicious!"

"Try telling that to the next girl you kiss with that breath," I challenged.

Out of nowhere this guy jumps off from one the tables and walks into step with us. "Damon, my man how you been?" Stefan said while grabbing his hand to bring him into a manly hug.

When Stefan let's go of him I see this 'Damon' say "Hello brother" with a smirk on his face. Ugh! How come when Stefan finally comes to talk to me this guy had to come and ruin it!?

I start to feel like a third wheel so I wait for an opening. I join in when I hear Damon make fun of Stefan about supposedly being a loner.

"Do you know who's a real loner? Matt."

I don't hate Matt, in fact he is my best friend that's a guy. He was even my boyfriend at one point. However I broke it off because I felt that there wasn't any passion. We are better as friends.

Even though I don't hate Matt, Stefan does. I don't know why but they seriously hate each other. I have a theory but it's most likely just what my ego wants to believe. I think Matt dislikes him because when I broke it off with Matt, I started liking Stefan. So maybe he's jealous and now he hates him? And you know what goes around comes around... But it is just a theory.

I just see Stefan grin and Damon says with a smirk, "maybe it's because of his hobbies"

I have a pretty good idea on what they are talking about but I decide by playing dumb is the best option because what if I'm wrong? They'll just think I'm perverted.

"I don't see what's so wrong with art."

They just laugh at me and I ask Damon "well what's your hobby since your SO cool?"

Damon just says "oh we share the same hobby." He then winks at Stefan. "In fact he reminds me of myself. A less dashing, less intelligent version, of course"

"Cocky much?" I retort.

"Very much" he counters, smirking at me. Then directs our attention to his crotch with his hands.

I guess that's when Stefan realizes he craves much more than just chips, because as soon as he sees the pizza in Damon's hand he runs off back to the cafeteria screaming "Pizza!"

I stare off into the direction Stefan left in and once I direct my attention back to Damon that's when I realize he's gone.

I eventually find my way over to my friends and guess who's there? Damon. I sigh exasperating when I make my way over there.

They all look at me and I lamely say "sup" and nod my head to acknowledge them. Damon doesn't seem to notice that my annoyance is directed at him and asks, "So how do you know Bon-Bon?"

Bonnie just scowls in annoyance and I laugh inwardly because that's Kat's nickname for her. I ,however, don't show my amusement.

"Gosh why do you have to have a stick up your ass?"

"Says the assface!" I say immaturely.

We just glare at each other but after a while we both burst into laughter knowing how stupid we must sound. My friends just scoff and start to socialize with each other.

Even though I kind of hate how he cock-blocked Stefan and I -yes, I know we weren't about to have sex, but still- I'm not the kind to hold a grudge. Even as much as I try to look angry at the very least, I'm a horrible liar. So I can't be mad at him. It does help with that fact that he's not too ugly. Ok maybe HOT is more like it but I'm not about to say that ,because as I learned a couple of minutes ago he's a little too cocky.

"So..." he drags on awkwardly. "What's your name?"

"Elena."

"Elena, huh? It just rolls off the tongue" Damon smirked at what he was implying but then had a serious yet playful face saying that "Elena means light. Oh! And my name is Damon Salvatore btw, that means by the way."

I look at him like he's stupid but otherwise ignore the comment and state matter-of-factly, that Salvatore means Savior. He just tells me that if I didn't know now, I'd find out soon enough.

We spent our whole free period and lunch together just learning more about each other because what is there better to do? Turns out my secret crush on Stefan isn't such a secret. Damon said, and I quote, "look like a kid who wants a bandage for their boo boo."

He also has a girlfriend, Andy Starr. She doesn't go to our school but the way he described her...you could tell he loved her. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. No not about Damon, or at least I didn't let myself admit it. I would like someone who is sweet and caring and will take care of me, and appreciates all the time that we spend together. But who also has a mysterious kinda of bad side, who will keep things fresh and fun and exciting. I even sometimes dreamed about being a curvy blonde girl. When I accidentally said that out loud I knew I was pink and expected Damon to make fun of me. But on the contrary he actually complemented me. He called me beautiful because he liked my eyes and smile. Sure I knew I was pretty but not beautiful. Who would like my pin straight hair? And how I always covered my body (unlike some of the school sluts)? Most people thought I was stuck up just because I had a small group of friends, only because no one really took the time to try to get to know me.

We played twenty questions to pass the time. We did the standard questions, favorite color, movie genre, animal, book, etc. His answers were: red, romance and comedy, and for his favorite book he said his sister's diary. Which I thought he was joking. His answers surprised me to say the least. Who knew that our badass was a total sap. I asked him if he watched chick flicks and he said, "fuck that shit! I watch them separately." I don't believe him but I'll let it go, for now. His favorite animal is panda because 'they are so cute,' he also threatened me to never repeat those words. I told him I like quokkas because they always smile. To which made him smile too. And who knew he liked bright colors when all he wore was black?

He asked what is my favorite flavor. To which I asked 'flavor of what?' He just said 'in general.' I told him cherry to which he nodded in agreement but said "green apple is better."

When the bell ringed, signaling that our break was over we learned that we had P.E. together. I couldn't help but feel as if it were out of a movie but otherwise ignored the situation. It was a good thing he was here ,too, because in this period I was a complete loner.

We decided to quit our game and play truth or dare during free time.

After several dares he dared me to tell the truth, to which I complied. He asked about my first kiss story. I told him it was just a little peck while playing truth or dare. He laughed at the irony and said he got his kiss because a girl told him her tongue tasted like green joly rancher's. He winced as he explain the girl lied and actually ate a grape one.

"so she was as fake as Nicki Minaj's ass?"

He laughed at that and asked me if I wanted to be his best friend. I laughed at his childishness and quipped with, "wanna be my hoe?" with a smirk on my face. "You're weird, you know that right?" I simply shrugged and said, "So is politics, but we can't live without that either." We exchanged phone numbers. So now it's around 8 pm and I hear a little noise come from my phone signaling a message. I go check on it and almost laugh because I can practically picture Damon's exasperated sigh.

Damon: y do guys always hav to txt the girl first Me: cuz girls hav periods nd babies at least a guy could do is txt us first

Damon: well we men hav to deal wit ur guys moods wen ur PMSing

Me: It flares up in the presence of psychopaths

Damon: so wyd

Me: nm jst sky diving, u no the usual

A/N don't worry she'll get over Stefan pretty quickly. This is just sort of a filler chapter to get things settled with their friendship. There will be more character development because they are a little OOC here unless you don't think so...please leave comments! I have a bunch of spare time so I'll update regularly.