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Damon POV

What the hell is wrong with me? Why didn't I kill that kid? He was good as dead, yet somehow, I let him go! When have I ever done that? Never! He was alone in a graveyard in the middle of the night, he was asking to be eaten, but yet I spared him is life, why? I grabbed the glass of blood that was on my table in my bedroom, I picked up the sketch that I found on the ground of the graveyard. I stared at the drawing. He actually isn't that bad at drawing. I thought to myself. The drawing showed the boy I saw tonight, kneeling down at a gravestone with one tear on his cheek. For someone reason, it moved me. Although, it took me awhile to admit that to myself. I took another sip of warm blood from the glass. Why did I feel a connection between that human? That's not my style. That's more like Stefan, he's the one that gets attached to humans, not me. They are good for one thing, eating. I go into the study, to find Stefan writing in his stupid journal, can he more lame? I make a joke about his brooding self, but he ignored me as usual. My brother was the reason why I came back to this boring town. I promised him I would make his life a living hell for making me turn. And that's what I'm planning to do. I joke about stealing his human pet, Elena. But to be honest, I'm not at least that bit interested in her, not even to piss my brother off. I head back into my room. I pick up the drawing one more time, staring at it, why can't I get this boy out of my head?

Jeremy's POV

I wake up to the bright sun, shining through my window, I groan at the thought of getting out of bed. I head to the bathroom, but Elena is already in there. I head back into my room and see the sketch I drew last night of the stranger in the graveyard. What was he doing there? Why was he acting all creepy? Once I heard Elena come out the bathroom, I head in and shower for school.

The car journey seemed like two hours rather than the normal 15 minutes to school. Elena is going on about how I need to change, drugs are not the answer. I just stuck my ear-phones on to block out the annoying sound that is my sister. Once I got out the car, I walked away from her as quickly as I could, but managed to smack right into my ex-boyfriend, Tyler. He stared at me, with a sad look on his face, I tried to walk past him, but he caught my arm before I had the chance.

"what? We can't even talk any more?" the older boy asked angrily.

"I'm not in the mood for this" I said quietly.

"when are you ever in the right mood? You didn't want to be with me any more, I got that. Doesn't mean you should shut me out or anybody else for that matter"

"When have you ever just wanted to talk?" I laughed half-heartedly

"you need to talk to someone, I'm worried about you" Tyler put his hand on my shoulder, the look on his face looked worried. A look I barely saw from him.

"I don't need to talk to anyone, I had that, but she's dead" the words stung me, but I didn't want to give Lockwood the satisfaction. As I walked past him, I could tell he was still staring at me, but I didn't look back. It was true, the only person I talked to was Vicky, I've known her since I was a little kid, we done everything together. The day I found she died, I didn't even cry, I was numb and have been ever since.

I was sitting in history class. Pretending to listen to what Mr Saltzman was going on about, I was doodling on my notebook when I felt like someone was watching me, I turned round to look out the window, and there it was, that damn crow! Of all the things that could be stalking me, and it was a crow! I didn't notice the bell ringing until the crow flew away, I don't know why, but I couldn't keep my eyes off it.

After school, I decided to go to the grill instead of going straight home, I hated calling it that, it wasn't my home any more, not since my parents death. I sat at a table and ordered a coke, I wish it was a beer, but I settled for a coke. I took out one of my books and started to read. As I was reading, I felt eyes burning into me. Someone was staring at me. I looked up, but couldn't see anyone I know. I began to read again when I saw a figure standing at my side.

"Catcher in the rye? Very deep" the stranger said sarcastically and smiled at me.

I caught myself gazing into his eyes. I've never saw someone so flawless before. I could tell he was waiting for me to say something back, but I couldn't. I opened my mouth but no sound would come out.

"Do you have a name?" the dark haired man asked.

"uhm, Jeremy, Jeremy Gilbert" I managed to get it out.

"Another Gilbert?" he rolled his eyes.

I put my book in my bag and was going to asks his name, but as I looked up, he was gone. He looked so familiar, but couldn't put my finger on it.

Once I'm home, I head straight upstairs, my aunt Jenna made some joke about me being a loner, but I just ignored it as usual. I take off my hoodie and sit my bag on my desk when I see my drawing from last night, I stare at the dark shadow, when it hits me, its him! The guy from the grill, he's the guy from last night! Why didn't he mention it? And whats with the mysterious disappearing act? I knew one thing, I knew I was going to get answers, one way or another!

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