Paige's POV

I woke up early in the morning. I was excited. I think it's going to be a good day. I can feel it. I got dressed and took a shower. Then I went down stairs. My dad was in the kitchen. He was sitting reading the newspaper. I went to the counter and poured myself some coffee.

"Anything good?" I asked.

"Not really. Same old." He said.

He scanned me up and down.

"You're up early. Where are you going?" He said.

"I'm going out." I said.

"With who?" He asked.

"I'm having breakfast with a friend." I said.

"Cool. Have fun." He said.

"I will." I said.

Then I went out the door. I went to my car. I started the car. Then I drove off. I was looking forward to my time with Damon. I parked the car in front of his house. I got out of the car. I was in the front of the door. I knocked. Then Stefan answered the door. I was confused. What's he doing here?

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I live here." He said.

"How do you know Damon? Are you two roommates or something?" I asked.

"We're brothers." He said.

It took me a while to process the new information. I can't believe this happened. They're like polar opposites. How are they related? Damon is sarcastic and charming. Stefan is sweet and sensitive. Then Damon came out of the blue.

"I see you met my friend, Paige. He didn't think you existed. He thought I made it up." Damon said.

"We've already met." Stefan said.

"Wait you two know each other." Damon said.

"Yes we're friends." Stefan said.

"Paige, can I talk to you for a second?" Stefan asked.

"Sure." He said.

We moved to a part of the house where Damon couldn't hear us.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I don't think you should spend time with him." He said.

"Why?" I asked.

"I can't tell you why. He's just dangerous. You're just going to have to trust me." He said.

"I trust you. I just don't understand." I said.

Before he could answer Damon was in front of us.

"What the hell's shaking? Can I join?" Damon asked.

"Paige, don't say I didn't warn you." Stefan said.

We walked to his car.

"That's a nice car. Where did you get it?" I said.

"I got it from car collectors place." He said.

I went inside his car. He started the car. Then a song was playing the back ground. We arrived at the place. It's a diner. He mentioned that he like this restaurant a lot. I opened the car door to go inside. We went inside the restaurant. The hostess led us to our table. I was wearing a sun dress.

"You look nice." He said as we sat down.

Blood rose to my cheeks.

"Thanks." I said.

Then I glance at the menu. I didn't know what I wanted to eat.

"Do you have any siblings?" He asked.

"Yeah I have a older brother named Aidan. He's attending uni." I said.

"Are you close with him?" He asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Enough about me. What about you? What's your relationship like with your brother." I said.

"That's a long story." He said.

"Well our relationship is complicated. We haven't spoken much over the years. We used to be best friends when we were younger but a woman named Katherine von Swartzschild drove us against each other. Then shortly after we met Elena who rekindled our relationship. We sort of driffed apart." He said.

"What happened to her?" I asked.

"She left town to get us to stop fighting over her all the time. Then she died of old age. She had a normal, got married to a " She said.

"Stefan wasn't quite the same after she died because they were soul mates." He said.

"Does he still love her?" I asked.

"I don't think he ever stopped loving her." He said.

"Did you love her too?" I asked.

"Yes I did." He said.

"What was she like?" I asked.

"She was beautiful. A lot like you in that department." He said.

"She was outgoing, confident, brave, ambitious, loyal, protective, and strong willed." He said.

"Has Stefan ever been in another relationship other than Elena?" I asked.

"I don't think so." He said.

"I could introduce to some girls at school." I said.

"You would do that? That would be great." He said.

"Who was your first love?" I asked.

"Her name was Nadia." He said.

"Did your parents like her?" I asked.

"My mother died, bearing Stefan." He said.

"I'm sorry." I said.

"It's alright. It was a long time ago." He said.

"My father never approved of anyone I dated which only made me want them more. Of course. He said that Nadia was too independent and feministic. He believed that men were the head of the house." He said.

"He sounds like a bully. So did he not like your mother?" I said.

"No he loved her very much." He said.

"What was your relationship with your father like?" I asked.

"My father and I never got along. He used to abuse me in his office because he thought I lacked responsibility. Stefan was his favourite. He forced me to attend university. I returned home because I was more interested in shagging girls and gambling than my studies. As well as Katherine. " He said.

"What was Katherine like?" I asked.

"Katherine was beautiful too. She was also manipulative, selfish, spoiled, cold hearted, wicked and insane." He said.

"Did you love her too?" I asked.

"Yes I did. A long time ago. I loved Elena more." He said.

"What happened to her?" I asked.

"She died in a car crash a couple of years ago." He said.

Then our waitress came over. I ordered my meal. Damon ordered as well. She handed us our coffee mugs.

"Thank you." I said.

That's the third time she looked at Damon since we've been here. She seems to like him.

"Can I get you anything?" She asked him.

"No thank you." He said.

She started to walk away.

"Just let me know." She said.

"Hm." I said.

"What about your mother? You mentioned that she died bearing Stefan. What was she like?" I said.

"She was kind, generous, and compassionate. Not much different from you." He said.

"What was her name?" I asked.

"Cecelia Salvatore." He said.

"I miss her. I remember the day she died. I was so distraught. She was my best friend." He said.

"I'm sorry." I said simply.

"Do you like to read?" I asked.

"Yeah I love to read when I have down time. My favourite books are Call of the wild: white fang by Jack London and Gone with the wind." He said.

"I've never met anyone like you before." I said.

"Huh. Have you got a boyfriend?" He said.

"No. In fact I've never had one." I said.

"Really? Men must throw themselves at you." He said.

"Not one that caught my eye." I said.

I fancy him. He's alluring and dangerous. But not in a way that scares me. I want to get know him before.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked.

"Nothing important." I said.

"I would never hurt you, Paige. You can trust me." He said.

I needed to go. I can't fancy someone like him. He's the kind of a guy that your father warned you about. I don't want to us to more than friends. I stood up.

"I have to go. Thanks for the lovely meal. I'll see you around." I said.

"Leaving so soon? I don't bite that hard." He said.

"Yeah I forgot I had to do something. Bye." I said.

"Paige." He said.

I walked home. I opened the door to my bedroom. I slumped down on the bed. What am I doing? It's not going well. I fucking hate this.