A/N: I am so so so so so so so so sorry that I haven't updated sooner! I have been swamped with homework and ballroom dance classes and general craziness and unfortunately this story has suffered! But never fear, Maddi is here and she will deliver another chapter! Once again, so sorry, but enjoy anyway!

Chapter 8

Sleep must have come rather soon after my vivid, uh, nightmare, as I awoke feeling tired and distressed to my alarm clock's shrill ringing at 7 am. I groaned, wondering if anyone was still in the house or if I would have to get up and face the real nightmare of school.

"Good morning, lovely Elena. I trust your sleep was pleasant after I left?" Elijah did always have the most impeccable timing.

"Ugh, it was fine thanks, can I go back to sleep now?" He laughed at my sleep heavy tone and stepped a little closer to me.

"Now Elena, if you do not get out of this bed and proceed to dress yourself for school then I shall have to take action myself." His tone was laced with amusement, despite his sombre features. I huffed and rolled onto my front, muttering expletives.

"Alright Elena, I shall give you to the count of ten. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven..." I was vaguely aware that with every number he spoke he was stepping closer to the bed. I was about to close my eyes once more when I heard a tremendous cry of 'One' and felt myself becoming unearthed and carried into the bathroom. 'Carried' is even an understatement, with the force Elijah exerted, I was thrown! Despite landing on my behind on my bathroom tiles I was smiling as broadly as I could and laughing so hard I doubled over. I proceeded to strip and rush into the shower, actually eager to start the day for the first time in what felt like years. With Elijah around, living didn't seem like such a bad idea.

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I was vaguely aware as I was rushing down the stairs that I would have to speak with Stefan today. Stefan. The very mention of his name, if only in my brain, sent my stomach lurching. I shook the feeling of dread off and tried to replace it with a feeling of contentment. Stefan will be okay with your decision. Stefan will agree to just being friends. Stefan will not run after you screaming 'bloooood' in the school hallways with his unattractive ripper expression. I chuckled at the last thought. That would be almost as funny as it would be terrifying!

"Elena, you may want to stop giggling on the staircase and hurry up. Caroline is waiting for you outside." Elijah was looking at me with a bemused expression, probably due to the fact that I had been caught basically laughing to myself in a house where there is someone else I could be talking to.

"Thank you, Elijah. Have a nice day." After giving him a brief hug I sprinted out the door and hopped into Caroline's car. She sped away quickly before smirking at me.

"What?" I asked, innocently.

"You always do leave Elijah hanging don't you?" I looked at her confused. "Well, at the party that night, and the hug this morning? Pretty soon you're going to have to just pash him and look him in the eyes afterwards! I don't know how much more of this sexual tension I can take!" At the mention of sexual tension I tensed up. Caroline looked over at me and smirked at my growing blush.

"Oh, I see, has little Elena already gotten some 'Original' action?" I blushed even harder and shook my head.

"No, it's not like that! Its just-uh, I'll explain." I told her all about the conversation regarding him competing for my affections and the dream. By the time I reached the end of the dream I trailed off slightly, feeling a little light headed about getting it out into the open, but also majorly aroused. I peeked up at Caroline through my lashes and saw her grinning.

"Now don't go drenching my car seat! Wait until you're in class before you continue filthy thoughts like that, young lady!" I sank a little in my seat, very thankful that we were pulling into the school car-park as she spoke. Unfortunately, Stefan was standing right by the door when I went to open it and the feelings of unease returned. Caroline looked over and squeezed my hand, reassuring me with a small smile. I stepped out of the car, wondering if I was making the right decision. I looked up as he called my name and I knew: all I saw in that moment was Elijah. I couldn't deny it any longer, I was starting to fall in love with him and I couldn't even try to hang onto this romance with Stefan, because it wouldn't go anywhere. I couldn't try to love someone I didn't, and I wanted to just remain friends, because we had been through too much and connected too long for us to just let go completely. Before I knew it I saw Stefan nodding and I knew that I had made the right decision.

"Can I just ask: Is it because of Damon?" I smiled, reflecting on how a month ago that question would have been tough to answer.

"No, it was never Damon. I've just found someone else. I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You better go; you'll be late for class." He looked sad behind his smile, but there was nothing I could do. I was falling for Elijah, and Stefan was not a part of that equation. I dashed madly from the yard and into my psychology class, taking a seat next to Caroline.

"9 AM and I already have to deal with Ms Benson! She's like that final Dodo bird that just won't die!" I laughed at her analogy. Ms Benson had the worst monotone in the world and on top of that, her classes were so boring that even she sometimes fell asleep!

"Alright class, settle down please. Now if we can all open our books to page 346 you may begin reading while I take the roll." I turned, stunned into my seat by that voice. His voice. I surely can't be that obsessed that I'm hearing him in class now! But as I turned to face Caroline and saw a gleeful expression break out on her face I knew that I was not the delirious one.

"Elena?" I swallowed before shouting back a meek 'here'. He looked up and into my eyes before he smiled.

"Good morning, Elena. I'm Mr Mikaelson; I do hope you'll enjoy what we have planned for today." He kept eye contact with me for a few moments before breaking away, just as I was about to pass out from lack of oxygen. I looked over at Caroline as 'Mr Mikaelson' marked the next name off the roll and she smirked.

"Well, psychology just got a whole lot more interesting!"

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About half way through the lesson, I decided that I needed some air. I had been practically gawking at Elijah for the past half an hour and not making any attempt to hide it. Caroline had stomped on my foot twice already and if she attempted a third I might just have to punch her. Sure, my hand may get broken in the process, but it would be worth it. Elijah chose that moment to look over at me once again, captivating me with his chocolate orbs. I was suddenly very interested in what effect the moon phases have on schizophrenics. Then, just as soon as it came, the moment passed and he turned his back to write on the board. I suddenly felt stupidly rebellious and decided that if I wanted air, I would try and sneak out. As I rose out of my seat I could hear Caroline frantically whispering for me to sit down and stop making a fool of myself, but I ignored her. It occurred to me, as I reached the door, that I had no idea what possessed me to even attempt to sneak out. I was about to turn back when a silky voice cascaded down my spine, making me shiver at its owner's closeness.

"Just what do you think you are doing, Miss Gilbert?" I turned sharply, my hair smacking him in the face. To his credit, he didn't flinch.

"I just wanted some air, sir."

"What is wrong with asking, pray tell?" I looked sheepishly over at Caroline to see her faux face-palming herself at my actions.

"You looked busy, I didn't want to interrupt."

"Yes, well, detention this afternoon with me. I won't be the only 'busy' one then" He smirked and made a waving motion with his hand as if to say 'just go and sit down'. I obeyed and I heard Caroline sigh from beside me. Instead of contemplating my foolish actions, I began to daydream about my impending detention. I started wondering if Elijah would ever let his gentlemanly façade slip, and just have his way with me on the desk if I begged him to. I thought of how big he might be, and moaned aloud slightly at the thought of him filling me. Good god, I'm a horny teenager with a crush on the teacher…stereotypical much! I heard a cough from the front of the room and looked up to see Elijah beckoning me to follow him out into the corridor, with a stern expression. I gulped before hastily running out of the room. Outside I waited for a few moments before I was promptly crushed against the opposing door. I felt Elijah's presence before I even smelt his cologne. It was something very heady and masculine, with some kind of citrus or cinnamon. I did not feel afraid, only slightly turned on by how close he actually was and how I was practically straddling his knee. He leaned in impossibly closer and I whimpered.

"Am I turning you on, Elena?' He said my name breathlessly, and it sent shivers down my spine. I moaned, as if he needed a response.

"You've only just broken up with your boyfriend, Elena; you shouldn't be lusting after your teacher, no less." I shut my eyes, half praying that he would retreat and half hoping that he never moved.

"I can hear your heartbeat, Elena; it jumps when I come near you. You aren't afraid though, I can smell that." He chuckled lightly and I blushed at my arousal being discovered. He then surprised me even further; he bent over and lightly kissed the side of my neck, making me arch into him. I had never been this wanton with Stefan, and I found myself enjoying this new side of me that Elijah brought out. He moved backwards then and I cried out in frustration. I didn't care how I was behaving; I needed Elijah to know that I wanted him. Teasing is all fun and games until it becomes harmful. I was so horny it hurt! But as I opened my eyes I found a completely different sight as to what I was expecting: Damon stood before me, eyes blazing with fury and Elijah unconscious over his shoulder. I gasped but Damon placed his hand over my mouth to silence it.

"If elder Original over here thinks that he's going to seduce you into joining Klaus, he's got another thing coming! Now, Caroline's in the car, so if you don't mind, I'd like to leave!" Damon pulled me alongside him and threw me into the backseat with Caroline. She simply shrugged at me and proceeded to do up my seatbelt. I was still half out of it, so I chose not to attempt violence as it wold only get me injured. Instead, I sank back in my seat and prayed to god that I would have some opportunity to help Elijah in the next few hours.

A/N: Kind of a filler chapter, but a bit more! R&R and I'll update sooner I promise!