Elena

"So guess what I just heard." Rebekah Mikaelson says as she leans against the locker next to mine. "Let's see that the school's on fire and we can get the hell out of here?" I say sarcastically wishing it were true. Laughing she shakes her head, "No, I wish, but no." Closing my locker door I look at her with raised brows. "There's a new hot as hell teacher here." I frown, here we go again. "You also said that about last year's new History teacher and it was far from the truth Bex." Throwing her hands in the air now I see her eyes grow wide and almost laugh. "I'm serious this time Elena." She whines her British accent thick as she does, I try to hold in my laughter, but fail to. If Rebekah is known for anything, it's her dramatics. Running her fingers through her stick straight platinum hair she sighs dramatically too; she could be the next Marilyn I swear. "Oh, look here's Caroline! She saw him too! Go on tell her! Tell her that the new teacher is hot!" My best friend stops in front of us and grins brightly while adjusting the purse on her shoulder. "Insanely hot Elena, looks like he'd be your type too, he's got that brooding look. Anyway, I was told that he's a teacher's assistant not an actual teacher." She frowns now and I laugh at both of my blonde friends. Caroline's honey blonde curls shake when she moves her head. "I was told teacher love." Rebekah remarks now typing away a text no doubt to her boyfriend.

"You're both wrong, he's an intern counselor for delinquents like you three and will probably end up going into a different profession by the end of the school year if he doesn't quit by the end of the week when he meets you train wrecks." Vicki Donovan spits out in her usual bitchy tone, dropping my binders I stare her down. "Fuck you whore." Getting in her face, she moves her arm to slap me and I catch it with ease. A crowd has now formed in the hallway, they're watching, waiting to see what's about to go down. I rare my fist back and then strong arms wrap around my waist as I'm hauled back against a strong chest. Instantly surrounded by warmth and the smell of a woodsy cologne. "Alright, here's nothing to see here, get to where you're supposed to be… now." The crowd disperses with low tone murmurs collecting in the group. "You can put me down now Hulk." I say with my voice laced with venom and slight embarrassment while I try to wriggle out of this guy's arms.

He releases me and I take a step forward away from this guy with the velvety voice. "I don't know where you think you're going." I stop in mid step then turn back to see the most fucking unbelievably hot guy I've ever laid eyes on. He stands at about 6'2, has an athletic build, sandy brown hair that looks like he ran his fingers through it but knows it works for him, gorgeous green eyes and damn, those sinful looking lips he has. Holy. Shit. Snapping back into the now I realize he told everyone to leave, so that's what I'm doing. "Excuse me, but I have to get to class." I plaster a smile on my face then crouch down to gather my binders off the floor. "Nope, you're coming with me. I can't let you just go off to class when you were about to deck that girl." I shuffle my binders in order and look back over my shoulder at him. "Well Hickey Vicki is in class, so I will be too." The warning bell goes off and I sigh agitated. "I'm sorry, but class can wait. Don't worry, I'll send you off with an excuse." I walk up to him now staring his ass down, I cannot afford to be late in Tanner's class and now I'll have fucking Saturday detention because of this jerk. "Let me guess I look the part of a trashy delinquent whereas the slutty one looks like she wakes up on a bed of roses everyday right? That's what this is about, well I guess when you're a little dick sucking bitch like her you can get away with trying to slap someone, but God forbid I make a move to defend myself."

He raises his eyebrows now while folding his arms over his chest. "I didn't see that." Scoffing I shake my head, of course he didn't. "People like you never do." He doesn't ask me what I mean by that and now we're just stuck out in the hallway as the last bell rings. "Shit, now I'm late for class. Well then come on, let's get this over with." He opens his mouth to show me to his office and I snort. "No need, I know where it is. Get used to seeing this face dude, by court and therapist order, you'll be seeing me for two hours every Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoon after school until the end of the year." He falls in step next to me as I march on down to his office. I wait for him to unlock the door then take the left seat in front of his desk. He comes around the desk and I watch his every move subtly checking him out, because well he is hot. Black biker looking boots, dark wash jeans, a buttoned-down white shirt with the sleeves rolled up his arms perfectly and all topped with a leather jacket. He looks more like a model than some wet behind the ears high school counselor.

"I guess we can start off with your file." I say nothing as I settle into the seat sighing, here we go. "Let's see going by your school picture attached you are the infamous one. Elena Gilbert." Deciding to fuck with the new guy I smirk at him a little. "One day you'll know me as the famous Elena Gilbert when I win my AVN award." He slaps the thick as fuck file onto the desk. "Come again?" I laugh while crossing one leg over the other. "It's the Oscar of porn awards." He blinks at me clearing his throwing, sucking air through my teeth I lean back in the chair. "Geez it's a joke, I may not look like much to you because of that file there, but I have more respect for my body than to take dicks up and in my body for a living." I say squinting my eyes at him now. There's a knock on the door and in walks principal Damon Salvatore, his wife Bonnie was the last counselor, but she's on maternity leave and thus we have this hot one in front of me. "Just the student I'm looking for, I see you two are already getting acquainted." Gag. "Principal Salvatore it's so good to see you too, though you look aged. Must be the tiny human that's now out of your wife. Bet you aren't even allowed to look at her ass now, tell me how is the little one? Ruining your lives yet?"

"Elena Gilbert you never fail to amaze me with words, wife and baby are fine by the way and Jayla is actually the perfect tiny human… anyway this is your counselor Stefan Salvatore. My brother." I groan sliding my leg off the other one slapping my foot onto the floor. "Oh God there's two of you?" I ask looking back and forth between them, his brother the younger one obviously of the two chuckles. "Afraid so miss Gilbert." Damon smirks leaning against the filing cabinet, ugh. "

Stef, Elena here is a straight A student, can you believe that? The only thing holding her back in life is that attitude and her trying to fight the world and never tells anyone why she's so angry." The brother laughs making my eyes roll. "Is that so?" He asks looking at me now the green of his eyes seeming a bit darker now. "That's right." I say sarcastically, Damon pats his brother's shoulder. "Good luck brother oh and Elena, I saw what happened in the hall. I have Vicki in my office just so you don't think we're being unfair to you. Stefan here will write you a note and you can go to second period." With that the principal exits the room and now I wait for my note. "Guess I should go so you can get comfy with my file." I move to stand up and he does the same. "I've already read your file miss Gilbert and my brother's right, you're very brilliant."

"Okay can I go now?" He lightly scoffs at me nodding his head, he takes out a note pad and a paper. Scribbles something down and hands it to me. "Thanks Mr. Salvatore." Clearing his throat, he moves around the desk opening his office door. "Call me Stefan, I'm not a teacher and I'm not my brother." No, he's certainly not, he's wow... those two are fucking related? Baby brother got all the good genes. "Well until next time Stefan." I slide out of the door casting one last look over my shoulder at the sexy school counselor, he can't be that much older than me.

Stefan

After I leave Mystic Falls High I sigh in relief as I make it out to my car. Today was fucking insane. I was barely in the school when I saw the Gilbert girl's fist rare back and moved through the students as quick as I could to stop her. I wasn't lying when I told her that I've read her file, I've read it twice and still I can't wrap my head around her being a straight A student and yet she's been deemed a 'bad seed' in society already. What the hell has that girl gone through in her life to make her fight, drink, steal and do drugs? Drugs is putting it harshly, marijuana isn't a dan drug as far as I'm concerned but smoking the shit on school grounds makes her look completely ignorant, though I find her to be more looking for attention than actually not giving a fuck. She's only about to be eighteen and at the rate she's going she won't live a life that can open doors for her being as smart as she is. She's a smart ass, quick witted and has no problem with having a foul mouth. It just amazes me. Maybe it's because I'm technically new at this, that she has me more shocked than any of the other students I have to see throughout the week. Bonnie told me that I had to learn these kids on my own that all she could tell me is to do my best not to quit or choke them.

I still wish she would've warned me about Elena Gilbert, hell my own brother could've warned me about her ass! All I know that has been jotted down in her file over and over again is that she doesn't talk about why she's so angry. Thinking back to her file I remember seeing on an orange crumbled sticky note that has been stapled to a paper. Getting out of my car I run back inside the school, there's something here that no one has touched on with this girl. I may not be able to do much for her being that I am only here as an intern and that I'm a counselor for the school district, but I that is why I am here. To help the students that have certain problems that trigger them to do things and when they're in the care of the staff at this school it's my job to make sure they have someone to talk to about any issue that may even be happening at school. I seriously only have the intention of helping these kids and in Elena's case it is mandatory that she sees me three times a week until she graduates high school in three months. After I unlock the door and my desk drawer where I keep the most intense ones, I lock up and make my way back out of the school.

As soon as I get out the double doors, I notice Elena of all people sitting on curb, it's February and the time hasn't changed yet, so the evening is still setting in early and it's freezing out today even with the sun out. The parking lot is empty, the buses have already gone and here she is. "Is your ride late?" I ask walking down the steps, her head turns towards me and I see a hint of sadness in them. I already know better than to ask if she's okay or if something is wrong, she'd lock up tight and ice me out with some smartass remark. "Yeah. It'll be here soon, running late." She informs me now that her back is to me once again, I decide to take a leap of faith and join her on the steps. "What are you doing?" I make sure her file is tucked away from her view inside of my messenger bag, turning to look at her soft rosy cheeks

"It wouldn't be wise for an adult to leave a student at the school alone, I'd hate for anything to happen to you while you wait on your ride." I shrug like it's not a big deal, also I am telling her the truth. Even in this quaint town anything could happen to a young girl like her. "Yeah well you have a fancy car over there with heat in it, if I were you… I'd be in it in a heartbeat and go home, it's only going to get colder." She hugs her gray leather jacket against her slender body, and I can see that she's starting to shake. The high ponytail she wore this morning is gone now, with her hair down she can keep the cold off of her neck and ears. Something tells me she's more than just a girl with a bad attitude and going through teen angst shit, she's a survivor even to be this young.

"Nah, I'm good here and like I said you don't need to wait alone. I don't care if this is Mystic Falls nor do I care that I'm not considered a 'real' staff member here yet… you shouldn't have to wait alone Elena and the cold doesn't bother me, I'm used to Chicago winters. This is nothing to me." I say looking out into the parking lot making sure she knows I'm keeping a distance from her like she wants from those she sees as a protentional flood gate threat. "Mmm, sounds like a blast there." She shivers out in a hurry and for a moment or so, we sit in complete silence until I can't take it any longer. "No one is coming, right?" I ask hoping she'll answer.

Looking over at me now her glossy brown eyes shine as the sun continues to lower in the sky. "No." Her voice is softer now and instead of comforting her like I should as a person that cares, I stand up instead. "Come on, I'll give you a ride home." She blinks looking up at me, I raise an eyebrow at her waiting for her to say anything at this point. "You know that this is wrong of you to ask right?" She says finally getting to her feet. "Like I said I'm not a teacher, so it's a bit different and if I was to be relieved of working here for giving one of the school's students a ride home because she's left alone and not one damn staff member knew that she was left one school grounds after school, I'd take it to the school board." She smirks at me but doesn't comment while we walk towards my car. I hit the push start and the car roars to life, I put the heat on blast and turn on the seat warmers. She relaxes into the soft black leather seat and to my surprise puts on her seat belt. After she gives me her address and I log it into my car's navigation I drive to her house in silence, she looks out of the window the whole ride and I sneak in a look or two at her.

She's undoubtably gorgeous and could be even more than that if she were to drop her walls down and give into whatever has happened to her. Once she can feel that pain and learn to trust that someone will help her overcome it, there's not a doubt in my mind that she could become a different person. Someone she'd love being because I can see that she doesn't like herself. "On the left." She mumbles as I pull up to a nice home not too far from the heart of town. "Thanks for the lift." I smile with a nod, "Anytime, just let me know." Her eyes flick over into the back seat and she sighs. "You brought my file home I see, didn't get enough of it already?" I open my mouth, but her finger on my lips stop me. "There's a sticky note on a paper, I'm sure you've seen it. It says Poplar Springs Hospital on it. If you really want to do your job and make this your for real career, look out for these in the files you get. I may not like to talk about my problems, what drove me to be the way I am and all of that… but if you read those little notes and do some research Stefan, you'll understand a little more about the kids coming in and out of your office. Even your sweet as pie sister in-law didn't do that and she claims that she lives for those of us that come into see her." She opens the car door now and turns back to look at me. "You're welcome."