Chapter 5: About to Begin

Elena walked into the kitchen, beaming as she poured herself a cup of coffee. Today was going to be a good day, she was going to make sure of it. Pushing herself up onto the stool, she took a sip of her coffee and played with the material of her cheerleading skirt. Hearing the doorbell, she frowned and listened out as her mom greeted the person at the door. Hearing footsteps, she looked up and gasped with a grin.

"Aunt Jenna!" Jumping up from the stool, she hugged her tightly.
"Hey there you!" Pulling back, she looked at her, "So grown up, look at you!"
"Turning into a lady, hmm?" Elena questioned with a smile.
"You are indeed! Miranda, you did a number on this girl."
"I'd like to think so." Her mom replied, leaning in the doorway.

Elena looked over at her mom, smiling hesitantly as she gave her a warm smile, moving back down the hall and up the stairs, leaving them two to it.

"I'm in a baking mood, what do you say? Wanna help me?" Jenna smiled, tilting her head.
"I would love that, "She answered, looking at the time, "I have practice in a couple of hours."

Elena burst into a fit of laughter as she looked over at Jenna to see her covered in flour. The kitchen was a mess as the ready-made chocolate muffins sat on the counter. The brunette moaned as she seen all the flour over her uniform and frowned when Jenna laughed at her.

"You look good girl." Jenna commented, continuing to laugh.
"Yeah, I look sexy." She whined.
"So, who's the guy, hmm?" She raised an eyebrow.
"What? Guy? What guy?" She asked, looking alarmed.
"The guy your trying to look perfect for?"

"Jenna, you know I'm dating Matt." Elena murmured.
"But he's not the guy you're dressing to impress, hmm?" She smirked at her.
"No," She answered with a sigh, "His name is Da-"
"Elena, you gotta go! You're going to be late for practice!" Her mom called down to her.

Looking at the time, she cursed under her breath and rushed over to the couch as she lifted her bag and threw it over her shoulder. Looking up, she seen Jenna holding out a box with two muffins inside. Smiling, she shook it slightly.

"We will finish this conversation later, okay?" Jenna questioned her.
"I promise you." Smiling, she took the box and kissed her cheek, rushing out.

Moaning in annoyance, Elena brushed her uniform down and hurried across the field. Covered in flour, Caroline was just going to LOVE her. Reaching the group, she put the box of muffins into her bag and dropped it down, standing at the back beside Bonnie who smiled at her. The blonde glared and turned the stereo on.

"Now that everybody is here, let's get started!"

Caroline began doing the routine as the girls watched carefully, being sure to pick up most of the steps. If you don't pay attention with Caroline, than you might as well run and hide, there and then.

"Now, show me." She called out to them, watching.

All the girls began the routine, step by step, all trying to look perfect in Caroline's eyes. Elena let out a breath and concentrated as she danced along with
the other girls. The blonde stopped in front of her, crossing her arms across her waist as the brunette stopped and sighed, staring at her.

"What Caroline?"
"Your slacking, are you expecting special treatment or something?"
"God, you get more and more pathetic every time we speak."

All the girls gasped as they turned to listen to the conversation. Elena glared at Caroline and walked over to her bag, lifting it as she swung it over her shoulder. Caroline stormed after her as she headed off to the car park.

"Matt's right, you are changing and becoming a real bitch!"
"I'm a bitch?" Elena turned on her heel so fast that Caroline almost bumped into her, "Have a look in the mirror Caroline. I haven't changed, I'm just DONE with living up to expectations. Oh and for Matt, jealousy doesn't suit you. We both know you have always wanted him, oh and the other twelve guys. Actually, you know what? You can have Matt, Caroline. Enjoy."

Smiling sweetly, she turned around again, but not before seeing the look of shock on Caroline's, which caused her to grin. Elena continued walking and sat on one of the benches. Letting out a breath, she pulled out her phone, dialing the number that was becoming a favorite.

"Miss Gilbert, how can I be of service today?" His voice sang down the phone.
"Well, if you wouldn't mind coming and picking me up?"
"Too heavy." He teased down the phone as she gasped.
"Dick!"

"I'm kidding, where are you?"
"School, cheerleading practice, LONG story." She explained, rolling her eyes.
"I'll be there soon, hang in there." He told her, hanging up.

Putting her phone back into her bag, she let out a sigh and played with her fingers. What was it she said this morning? That it was going to be a good day? Who was she kidding? Hearing footsteps, she looked up, seeing Matt and jumped off the bench, ready for the argument to begin.

"What the hell was that with Caroline?" He questioned, frowning.
"She started it! I just told her the truth. Oh, and THANKS for talking about me to her, AGAIN."
"Elena, you ARE changing!" He told her.
"No I am NOT! I'm still the same person, except that I've learned to speak for myself!"
"This isn't you."
"Oh no? What is ME Matt? A girl getting engaged and having kids at a young age!? That is NOT me! That's you Matt!"

Matt looked over her shoulder as he heard a car and seen the blue camaro approaching as it stopped in a parking space. Looking over her shoulder, she licked her lips, holding back the grin that was threatening to break out on her face as she looked back at Matt, inhaling.

"What's this? The new flavour of the month, huh?"
"Uh, he is a FRIEND! One that doesn't cause me hassle or grief."
"But I do? I'm your boyfriend for crying out loud!"
"Who is planning a future for US, second by second. I am NOT thinking about my future Matt! I am thinking about right now. I want to live my life and not be forced into a path that I HAVE to take because someone says so. I don't want this Matt, I'm my own person. You have to let me be."

Damon watched from the car, tilting his head as he listened intently to the conversation. The Petrova fire. She had it all right. Licking his lips, he watched as Matt shot her a glare and looked back towards the car. He was so close to running this dick over. Unfortunately, he'd hit Elena too, that wouldn't end good.

"Fine, I'll let you be. We're through, finished. I hope you can be happy with your replacement." He stormed off, kicking a trash can over in the process.

Sighing, Elena watched him walk away and shook her head slowly, turning around as she walked over to the camaro and climbed into the passenger side,

"If I'd known we were playing dress up." Damon grinned.
"What? You want to play the role of the jock? Take me under your wing?" Elena grinned, tilting her head as she pulled the door shut.

Smirking, he looked her over and leaned closer, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear as he pulled the band out, watching her hair fall pass her shoulders. Tipping her chin, he watched as a blush reached her cheeks. He always loved when she would blush, the blood rising to her cheeks. It was beautiful.

"I could take you under my wing, if you'd like?" He smirked, looking her over.
"Oh shush." She hit his chest, running her fingers through her hair, trying not to look nervous.
"You smell good." He commented, licking his lips as he smelt the jasmine radiating from her.
"Oh, that's not me, It's chocolate muffins that me and my aunt made this morning." She replied, smiling innocently.

Damon smiled, watching her as he tilted his head to the side and inwardly laughed. A cute little thing she was. She really did make him laugh sometimes. Seeing her sitting there and waiting for an answer, her fingers playing with the ends of her hair, he nodded.

"Right. Well, they smell delicious," He told her, "Back to mine then?"
"For some peace and quiet? Yes please."

Nodding, he turned the engine on and pressed a button, making the roof fold in, causing Elena to smile big and lean her head back, feeling the wind. Pulling out of the car park, he drove down the road as he headed back towards the Boarding House.

Standing in front of the fireplace, she closed her eyes and rubbed her toes against the carpet, the softness relaxing her. He had expensive taste, that was for sure. Stretching her arms over her head, she yawned and bent over as she touched her toes, letting out a big exhale.

"What a sight." Damon smirked, walking in from the kitchen.
"Pervert!" She responded, straightening up again as she turned around to him, smiling.
"Just commenting on your flexibility, is all." He looked her over, licking his lips.
"If you think THAT was flexible, you haven't seen anything."
"Oh really?" He raised an eyebrow, "Then show me."
"I will after indulging in my muffin."

Sticking her tongue out at him, she lifted one of the muffins from the table and bit into it, moaning as the taste hit her tongue. Biting his lip, he lifted the other one off the table and bit into it. No wonder she was moaning, the taste was too good for his tongue. He watched as she ate it, bit by bit, then clearing her fingers with a swipe of her tongue. She really was trying to kill him, wasn't she?

"Alright, flexy time." She told him, walking over to him, getting close.
"Uh?" He raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Elena grinned, throwing her leg up as she laid it against his body, her leg over his shoulder causing him to choke out in surprise as he went wide-eyed. Woah. Fluttering her eyelashes at him, she leaned forward and took the last bite of his muffin, chewing slowly as he watched.

"See, flexible." She murmured.
"So I see." He whispered, staring at her lips.
"Have you seen enough, now, hmm?"

She lowered her leg and brought her hand to his cheek, slowly swiping her thumb over the corner of his lips as she chocolate disappeared. Sucking her thumb into her mouth, she moaned and smiled at him, loving the way his eyes turned a darker shade.

"Yummy." Licking her lips, she smirked and turned on her heel.
"No you don't." Grabbing her hand, he spun her back around.

Gasping, she moaned as he pulled her against him and kissed her, threading his fingers through her hair. Moving her hands to his neck, she pulled him closer and bit down on his lip, soothing the bite with her tongue. Groaning, he led her back to the couch and laid her down, kissing down to her neck. Nipping at her skin, he inhaled as she dug her nails into his back, groaning in approval.

"Damon!?" Stefan called out as he entered the house and closed the door.

Jumping up, Damon watched as Stefan walked in, freezing in his steps as he looked between the two of them. Oh wonderful. Elena's hair was tousled and all over the place as her lips were a bruised red along with Damon's.

"Elena?" Stefan questioned in disbelief.
"Stefan? What are you doing here?" She sat up, frowning.
"What do you mean? I live here?" He responded, raising an eyebrow.
"Huh?" Standing up, she looked at Damon.

"Oh uh...my baby bro...Stefan." He ushered towards him, forcing a smile.
"Oh, I never knew you had a brother." She furrowed her eyebrows, looking between the two of them.
"I'm sure you don't know a lot of things." Stefan told her, shrugging with a smile.
"Stefan, did you NEED something?" Damon glared at him.
"Nope, not a thing. Just going to my room."

Nodding at the two of them, he smiled at Elena and made his way up the stairs. Elena turned and looked at Damon, raising an eyebrow as he sighed inwardly. The fun was just about to begin.

A/N: Hey everyone, I hope you enjoy :)

Shauna
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