Dinner went suprisingly well. Matt and I sat with Stefan, Elena and Damon. Damon got the hint that I wanted to be left alone so he didn't try to seduce me. I was thankful for that. I was really thinking about how Matt was acting weird earlier. But maybe I'm just being paranoid...or maybe I'm not and something is up.

Nah, I'm just paranoid.

Matt and I were in our room now, he was snoring softly next to me. I couldn't sleep though. My mind was too jumbled to sleep. I keep trying to tell myself that I'm just overthinking things but I keep feeling like maybe I'm not. I sigh and close my eyes. Sleep will still not come. I give up and throw the duvet off of me. I slip my feet into my flip flops and decide to go across the hall. He would be the only one awake at this time anyways. I slip out of my room and knock on his door, hoping he won't be half naked with a woman standing behind him wrapped in the bed sheets.

Suprisingly, he opens the door fully clothed and alone.

"Um, hi?" I look down from his stare.

"What are you doing here? You hate me." He asked.

"I don't hate you," I shift from foot to foot. "I don't paticulary like you." He snorts. "I just couldn't sleep and wanted some company."

"What about your boyfriend?" He asked, seriously.

"Matt? He's not my boyfriend. We're just really really close." I looked up at him finally. He nods.

"Did you want to come in?" He asks, opening his door more. I nod and walk in the room. His suitcase is neatly placed in the corner and the bed is left untouched. I sit down on the edge of the bed, while he sits at the table.

"So, um, how long have you known Lena?" I asked him, trying to start conversation.

"A little over a year now."

I nod. How the hell am I supposed to say something to that? This was supposed to start a conversation! I knew this wouldn't work. I just needed to get back to my room. I rubbed my eyes, faking tiredness.

"Um, I'm suddenly feeling really tired. I actually think I'm gonna go back to my room now. " I stood up from the bed slowly.

Suddenly, Damon was right in front of me, staring into my eyes. How'd he get over to me so fast? He was just across the room less than 5 seconds ago! He slowly leaned down. Oh no, no, no, no. He was not trying to get my into bed. Not tonight, not ever.

Then why couldn't I move?

He slowly leaned down further, I couldn't breath. His lips touched mine and that's when I realized everything. His just wants me to have sex with. I came to my senses and pushed him away, roughly.

"What the fucking hell, Damon?" I screamed at him. All he did was smirk. That pissed me off even more. "You're a dick. Stay away from me."

And with that, I walked back into my room and cried.

I never cry. Why the hell am I crying? I guess my emotions are all jacked up, did I really like that kiss?

No I didn't. And it wasn't even a kiss. More like a touching of lips? Yeah, that sounds better. I wiped my eyes and laid down, sleep finally taking over me.

I know it short! I just wanted to give all of you a chapter. I promise that the next one will be much better and longer. The only thing is, that might take even longer to update. I'm sorry, I've been preparing to go back to school and I'm having surgery tomorrow.

But please, review. :P