Thanks for some of the reviews guys! I want to make this a real long story and I know that some people really liked the other story that I did to this so if you guys could do me a huge favor and spread the word about this then that would be great!

Also, I can't believe that we have to wait until April 7th to watch the next Vampire Diaries. Life can be a real bitch sometimes.

I have a question for you guys though. I would really appreciate it if you would answer it. I don't know how to separate some of my paragraphs that jump between scenes. On the first chapter of this story when Elena told Damon that he was easy and then it jumped to Caroline asking if that was Stefan was in the car I had meant to put a line between it but it didn't show up when I posted to it. If you guys could tell me how to do that then I would be forever grateful. I'm kinda OCD when it comes to that crap so it's really starting to bug me.

Thanks!

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X It's been a long time coming, I've been shaky for days.

I bite my tongue but I'm sick of the ways I gotta a couple of keys I need you to play.

It's so good to know you, I can't wait to show you, my, my love love love love love.

The feeling I get, the feeling.

My love love love love love love.

Get under my skin, come touch this mouth. X

- Mouth - Ke$sha

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I could feel the other students eyes on my tense back as I shifted uncomfortably in my hard seat. It seemed that even the teachers were staring at me strangely. Had they heard too? Had everyone heard my damn confession? My math teacher was probably thinking, 'poor girl. Just yet another girl helpless to the charms of Damon Salvatore.' Yeah, that wasn't the half of it.

When I get back to the Boarding House that boy is in for a world of hurt, I thought fiercely. Please, he would probably laugh at me. Accusing him of being too pretty and shouting that I had slept with him for all of Mystic Falls to hear. I was gonna have to think of better threats. I was starting to lose my edge.

If only they would stop staring at me. My palms were starting to sweat and my eyes twitched back and forth between the teacher who's name I had somehow managed to forget and the clock. I had a couple of minutes to go and then I would be free of the judgmental eyes and lingering stares.

If this was how complete strangers were going to act then how would Jenna and Jeremy act? I already knew that Jeremy wouldn't be to happy, infect he would probably try to kill me…or Damon. Jenna would either try to steal him from me or hate me, tell me he's to old for me (she doesn't know the half or it) or that he was going to corrupt me. He actually kind of already had. Sane, non-corrupted people didn't yell to the world who they were sleeping with, no matter how insane of crazy they are. I knew that sooner or later that all this vampire crap was going to catch up to me.

I jumped when I felt a small taping on my shoulder. Turning around I was faced with a smiling girl. She was pretty but seemed to lack character in all of the senses. She didn't seem too bright either.

Making sure that the teacher couldn't see me- I still had some dignity left- I turned and smiled timidly at her. "Yes?"

She returned the smile and pointed suddenly to the ground. "I dropped me pencil. Do you mind grabbing it for me?"

I shook my head and reached for the pencil lazily rolling under my chair. Stupid pencils. They had it so easy.

I quickly gave it back to her, concerned with my almost talking to an inanimate object.

The same girl tapped on my shoulder again as I turned back around. I managed to keep the smile plastered on my face even though she was starting to get on my nerves.

"Sorry," she said shyly "I just wanted to ask you a question. I hope you don't find this ride but…"

I wanted to tap my foot on the ground or snap my fingers against the table. It was a bad habit of mine. Damon knew that when I lost interest with whatever someone was saying I would do it. It bugged the hell out of him and he constantly reminded my not to do it. For a blood sucking demon he sure was prime and proper about most things in life.

"Yes?" My tone sounded slightly peeved and she blushed.

"Sorry, but aren't you the one who's sleeping with Damon? Damon Salvatore?"

My eyes squinted and I turned around fully in my chair so I was facing her. Being in the back of the room I hoped that the teacher wouldn't see me or the girl who occupied my attention.

"And who told you that? Let me guess, you heard me this morning."

She nodded her head. "Even if I didn't hear it this morning the school is pretty small. Word gets around pretty fast. My guess is that the news will be all around town by the end of the day." She smiled, hopefully trying to reassure me and make a joke all at the same time. I almost appreciated that.

"Yeah, that's exactly what I was thinking." I chuckled and innocently twisted my hair around my index finger. "And how exactly do you know Damon?"

He blue eyes lighted in delight and she turned an awfully pretty shade of pink. She looked smitten. "Everyone knows him. He's been the talk of the town ever since he arrived with Stefan. Speaking of Stefan, weren't you two going out? What happened to him?"

I was admittedly engaged in the conversation now and she distracted me from the clock so I answered, though it brought up memories that I would have rather not brought up. "Well, Stefan had to go out of town for a while, a family thing I guess, and Damon and I were around each other a lot…He pushed my buttons but somehow I managed to fall for him. Hard."

Her petite face lit up again. "I'm a sucker for a love story like that. So cliché but hey, it keeps the world going round."

"Yeah," I looked down at my finger tips, a little embarrassed my open confession. "My friends don't really like him so they confronted me this morning, asking me what the hell I was doing with him and I just sort of snapped, ya know?"

She nodded eagerly. "Friends mean well but in the end you do what you have to do. It's what keeps us sane."

I looked down at my feet. Her sentence had shaken me more than I wanted to admit. "Yeah, I guess your right. Anyway, I just wished that people wouldn't make such a big deal about it. We're dating so therefore I can do whatever I want to with him."

"I don't think it so much has to do with that. I think that people will be more jealous than anything else. It's not everyday two hot brothers captivate this town. They're fresh meat and come on, they are completely gorgeous."

I giggled, which surprised me. I missed this, having a normal girly conversation unrelated to the supernatural world. I missed laughing about stupid things and shopping and talking about boys and gossiping about celebrities. I couldn't talk to Caroline, she was a little too clueless for me and Bonnie just stressed me out. She hated Damon and was wary of Stefan. What else could we have talked about?

"What's you're name?" I spoke only seconds later.

"Oh," She stuck out her hand, the fingers painted a rosy pink. "It's Ellie. Ellie Garcia. "

I took her hand daintily. "That's pretty. My names Ele-"

"I know who you are."

My eyebrows scrunched together and I let go of her warm hand. "How do you know that?"

She looked at me strangely. "Well, why wouldn't I know you? Your about the most popular girl in school. Not everybody is as beautiful as you, you know."

I waved my hand, trying to brush of the compliment. "Things like that used to be important to me. Not since my parents died though."

Ellie looked at me with sympathetic clear eyes. "I know about them. It was all over the news at the time. I'm really sorry about them. If it makes you feel any better I had a dog who got ran over when I was nine."

Her tone was light and bubbly and I couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, that makes me feel wonderful."

Running her fingers through her blonde hair she looked up to the teacher. "Isn't it amazing how they never catch us? They go into that whole teacher mode where they teach you stuff but then they have no clue if your actually listening." She gave off a lopsided grin. "That's why I want to be a writer when I grow up. That way people have a choice to listen to me if they want. I wouldn't have to force them. And who knows, maybe I'll grow up, write hundreds of best-selling books, own a mansion and then marry Orlando Bloom."

"Ha," I snorted quietly "Well, I did hear that the whole cougar thing was coming back."

I jumped slightly when the bell sounded and Ellie reached for her bag. Instead of grabbing mine too like I had originally planned and booking it out of the room, I found myself lingering behind.

I had found someone to relate to and I wasn't going to let this opportunity pass me by.

"Look," I spoke on impulse and lightly took her shoulder in my hand. "I know that your probably really busy and everything and I know that we just met but I was wondering if you would like to get some coffee. It's not that far and I could buy…" I stopped and laughed nervously. "I'm babbling, sorry."

She hiked her bag higher on her shoulder and smiled at me as we walked in the sun light. Her sundress fluttered in the light breeze. "I would love to, Elena."

I could have kissed her. My life was begging for some normal and I was guaranteed to get some.

"Great. I just need to do something first-" I looked up as the roaring of a motor cut through my train of thought. It wasn't just any motor. It was Damon's. I told him to come pick me up. "Well, speak of the devil and the devil shall appear." I muttered.

I glanced over at Ellie. She only had eyes for Damon. Figures. "Just wait here. I need to tell him something."

I hurriedly went over to Damon, who was waiting in his car for me. I smiled at him and leaned against the car door, giving him a quick peck on the lips. "Alright, how much would you hate me if I said I won't be coming home with you today."

Damon raised his eyebrows and took his sunglasses off. He must have really been surprised, I knew how much the sun bothered his eyes. "So you're saying that you actually have a life beyond your alcoholic vampire boyfriend?"

I chuckled nervously. "Well, it was bound to happen sometime. You can't keep me holed up in you're bed all the time. It's indecent and people would start to talk."

"Yeah, I guess they would." He gave me a true genuine smile, the ones that I love but where rare.

"Oh and before I forget," I started to walk away. "I told the whole school that I'm sleeping with you."

Damon looked surprised again and then quickly composed himself, yelling after me, "Kinky, I like it!"

I shot him a disapproving look and looked at all the people staring at me and then Damon, whispering to other people. I had every right in my mind to yell, "Yes, he is the guy I am screwing! Right over there!" I quickly refrained myself from doing so and grabbed Ellie before I could really embarrass myself for another lifetime.

"Let's go before I do something I'll regret." I pulled Ellie along after me.

She only replied with a, "He is way too hot."

She didn't know the half of it.

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"Don't you think he's a little old for you though?"

I traced the rim of my steaming coffee, nodding my head slightly. "Well he's only about twenty-three." I winced at how old that sounded even to my own ears. It was better than telling her that he was really about 168.

"I don't know," she smiled. "Seems a bit old to me. I mean, I wouldn't know what to do around him. What is he like, anyway?"

I sighed heavily. This was a long story. I settled back in my chair and let the sun bask in my face. "Damon's…complicated. Don't get me wrong, I love him, but sometimes we really get on each others nerves. We are so alike, both head strong and persistent and most times we happen to speak our minds, a kind of compulsive mouth if you please. Not just any girl would know how to handle something like that." I stopped and looked at her.

"Wow," she whispered. "He does sound complicated." She looked at me dead on this time. "Alright, I'm gonna ask another personal question again."

I took a sip of my drink and winced as it scolded my tongue. "Shoot, I don't really care."

"Well," she cleared her throat and started at her cup. "I don't mean to embarrass you or anything but I was just wondering…Is he good in bed?"

I chuckled. "I knew you were going to ask that sooner or later. He's not exactly good…it's more of like amazing. My theory is that he was a true sex God in another life."

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Damon, candlelight and two hours spent alone in his bed was the best night that I could ever ask for. I was almost regretting having a drink with Ellie, knowing that this was what I was missing back at the Boarding House.

But as Damon nipped at my neck I could feel a slow smile forming on my skin.

"Can I ask you a question? A series one?" He unconsciously smoothed his hand on my bare thigh and I bit my lip, compressing a deep, almost embarrassing moan.

I groaned a sigh of disapproval. "No. No talking."

His tongue made a slow lick up my neck and to the shell of my ear. I shivered.

He whispered there, "Please, it's important."

I groaned once again and slipped out from under him, meaning to be rude but actually causing more arousal as I slid against his bare skin. I propped my back against the headboard. "You really know how to kill a mood." I checked my nails and pretended to be bored, even though I really just wanted him to jump my bones already. "What is it this time?"

Damon rubbed at his eyes and stared at me. "Why did you tell everybody you were sleeping with me?"

I couldn't choke down the blush that was creeping up on my face. I was doing that a lot, blushing uncontrollably.

"Because I'm an idiot with anger management problems." I sighed and rubbed my temples. What else was new.

Damon just chuckled and kissed my left hip bone, causing me to stir and him to smile again. We were like our own personal cycle of feedback. "So now I'm dating the one with issues. I thought that role was given out to me."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Roles can always be switched. You know that better than anyone." I gave a cheeky grin and watched, amused, as he nodded with eager agreement. "Anyways, have you ever had one of those days where you just don't want to take any crap from anybody?"

"Elena," he pointed at himself. "Look who you're talking to. I never take any crap from anybody, no matter who it is."

I lifted a single brow. "Please, you're the biggest softy I know."

Damon's mouth opened wide and his eyes squinted. He looked like he was going to yell at me but I was going to have none of that tonight. We did that on a regular basis anyway.

Before he could even get a word out I caught him in a kiss and rubbed against his…lower hemisphere, hoping to shut him up. "Please, I don't want to fight. We can do that tomorrow."

"Wait," he detached our lips. "I have another question."

I sighed. "Of course you do. You know, your very nosy."

He obviously ignored that jibe and stared in my eyes, almost like he was trying to compel me. "Do you remember the first time we slept together?"

I went back to the beginning of the summer, the night that I put down my foot down and said that I was going to put a stop to all that sexual tension and give in to him.

"Yeah, I also remember the time you tried to drag me to Paris and then having the mud fight of my life. I actually remember all of it. No offence, but for a while there I really hated you."

Damon smiled, like what I had said didn't affect him at all. "I don't doubt it. You are the most stubborn girl I have ever met."

I frowned at the word girl. It made me think of what Ellie said earlier about him being older than me. "Damon?"

"Hmm?" He murmured against my skin.

"Does it bother you that I'm only seventeen years old? Wouldn't you like someone who is more you're age? Like in their early twenties?"

Damon didn't say anything for the longest time. I was worried that he hadn't heard me at all. When I was about to ask him again he brought up his hands to cup my cheeks.

His voice was probably the softest I had ever heard it before since I had met him. Damon was a particularly loud person to say the least.

"Why would you even think something like that?"

"Don't be so melodramatic, Damon." I removed his hands from my face and felt a ping in my chest as his face fell. "This isn't 1864 anymore. People talk, Damon. A seventeen year old with a twenty-three year old? Doesn't sound very decent to me. It sounds wrong." I bit my lip, trying to keep my big mouth shut. "Wait, I didn't mean that."

But if there was one thing I knew about Damon it was that when he heard something he didn't like he was beyond hearing any other reasoning or bargaining. Before I could even respond he was up and out of the bed and getting his jeans back on.

"Damon, wait," I tried getting off the bed and grabbing his bare, hunched over shoulder and pulling him to look at me. That didn't work. So instead I did what any desperate girlfriend would do. I made it sound like it was his fault. "You always get like this, you know. Whenever you hear something you don't like you automatically shut down. I'm not Stefan, you can't just shut me out and then expect me to move on. Your so like me…it's infuriating."

"Well, sorry I can't be the perfect guy for you." His voice was bitter and cold. It made me take a step back.

I had reached my second breaking point today. I slapped him acrossed the chest. Hard enough to leave a red hand print. I know it didn't hurt him but it helped vent some of my pent up frustration. "But that's just it, Damon. You're too perfect. It pisses me off. You piss me off. Why are you laughing?"

I wanted to slap that damn smirk off his face. I was trying to have a series conversation with him and he couldn't even take me seriously. Of all the nerve…

But that was when I got it. Why he was laughing. Her was I, the 5'5 girl, completely naked, acting like I could take on a vampire that completely out weighed me and was almost a full head taller than me. I was like a Chihuahua trying to take on the over sized Pit Bull that was abused when he was younger.

I flopped on the bed, giving up. "You make me crazy, but I'm sure you know that."

Damon's eyes twinkled with a twin light. "You better believe it, Honey."