A/N: Surprise, bitch. I bet you thought you saw the last of me.
HAHA sorry. I just really wanted to say that before the year was over.

But honestly, it's been ages since I updated this story and it's actually my favorite plot I had written out some time ago. I just hadn't had time to update it as I would have liked. Being a college student is a lot harder than I thought. I hope you all haven't forgotten about me. :)

Elena managed to get Damon to agree to be her dance partner, even with his super busy schedule as a soccer superstar. What happens during the school day?

Disclaimer: I own nothing at all, just a plot. All rights go to their true owners. Just a fan of Vampire Diaries.

EPOV

Elena let out a sigh as she took a seat at her easel. Setting her backpack on the ground, she unzipped her backpack before pulling out new paper to set on her easel. Next, pulling out her charcoal set before setting it besides her, brushing her fingers over the engraving on top of the box, "Jeremy Gilbert". Sometimes it deeply ached her how distant they had grown from each other. After the death of her parents, it was hard to find common ground with each other. They both had to hold themselves together as the world carried on, oblivious to their true disparity and whatever was offered to them were just fake smiles and apologies.

Elena shook her head of the negative thoughts that were floating around above her head, threatening to plague her mind. Positive thoughts. Jeremey had pulled his life together, with the help of his long-time Bonnie and both were living happily in New York. Bonnie held a stable job while Jeremy was chasing his dreams of being a graphic design artist for one of the major gaming companies. Elena had pulled her life together, going back to dancing and letting it motivate her dreams now, Tisch.

Closing her eyes and letting in a deep breath, she let it out before letting her eyes flutter open. Open to a very nice backside. Elena tilted her head a bit to the side as she tried to analyze the sight before her. Strong muscular legs, a very nice butt. All of the sudden, backs were so erotic. Elena licked her lips as she looked away and shook her head. What was wrong with her? She was objectifying men and that was terribly wrong. What if he was just a nic- Elena's eyes snapped up when she heard that voice echoing through the class room.

There stood Damon in all his glory, minus a white bed sheet covering his private parts in the front. And what the hell was he doing here?!

"Alright class, settle down! Please take your seats. I'd like to introduce Damon Salvatore to our class. He's today designated model and…," Her professor took a moment to admire Damon a bit before snapping back to the class. "Well, he has graciously accepted to be our model to practice more on drawing the male form."

Elena almost wanted to gag. Even though her professor, Professor Stanley, was only in her early 30s, it still greatly bothered Elena how she basically was going to throw herself at Damon.

Damon draped himself across the black couch that was centered on an elevated platform in the classroom while Professor Stanley adjusted his body limbs into an approved and appeasing pose for herself. The black couch was a beautiful stark contrast against his pale skin, his arms set behind his head to show off his athletic arms, his abs slightly flexed as he leaned into the couch. He was a beautiful specimen and it was easy to see why everyone threw their selves at him. The white bed sheet was still draped across his groin area. Elena blushed as she saw some coarse body hair peeking out from the bed sheet. Had he no shame? Obviously not with him dangled out before all these girls.

Snapping open her aluminum charcoal box, she grabbed a piece of charcoal before looking at Damon to see him looking directly at her, with a smirk on his face. He elevated an eyebrow at her before winking. Flustered, Elena looked down at her easel, wondering where to start. If he was going to be staring at her the whole time, she wouldn't get anything accomplished.

Looking back up, Damon sent her a look that was only meant to infuriate her and challenge her. Letting out a huff, she began sketching the general outline of head and worked with his hair.

Glancing up, and trying to ignore his piercing eyes, she started working on the general outline of his body. In this time, she did take the time to really admire the male body form. Matt, her former boyfriend and only boyfriend, didn't have as much of a define body. Or at least, not from what she saw.

His abs weren't as super defined as one would see in models, but you could tell he was toned and athletic. His arms and should were sculpted nicely, making her wonder why when soccer players probably didn't need such strong arms.

Once she managed to ignore Damon's constant stare at her, she started to realize the appeal of males. Their body was erotically appealing, with the body mass and defined muscle tone. Something that could seem as elegant as a woman yet radiated strength.

Elena's mind tried to wrap around the thought of Damon. Although his personality so far was rude and infuriating, his body seemed to illustrate another image. He had strength but was not out of violence or hatred, but rather a want of warmth and caring. Elena shuddered thinking about Matt and his abuse of that power.

Biting her lip, she let the charcoal drawing wash over her and pull her into another world.

DPOV

Laying there, Damon took an opportunity to observe Elena. He knew he was making her uncomfortable by staring at her all the time, but he couldn't seem to help himself. It was odd to see the contrast of her concentrated face now to the fiery personality he had seen at the dance building. She seemed relaxed and free. He smirked at the thought of how angry she had seemed when she had first saw him in the class room.

Laying there, Damon started thinking about what he was doing. Professor Stanley had offered him a few more session later in the semester and he had agreed. The money was pretty good to lay around and nothing, although it was difficult not being able to scratch his nose or anything. Forty-five dollars a session. It was definitely better than what he was making as a janitor. Damon laughed in his head as he thought about doing this full time. He wish he could, just imagine how much easier life could be.

The thought of money swirled around in his head until Professor Stanley's timer went off, startling Damon back to the real world, pulling down his usual mask. As Professor Stanley went around collecting the drawings, a few girls had approached him, desperate for a few minutes with him. Damon took this time to wrap the rest of the bed sheet around his waist. As much as he knew he had a decent body, he wasn't ready to expose himself fully.

Trying his best to keep up with the blatant yet awful flirting, Damon slowly started inching away towards the closet in the back of the art room so he could change back into his civil clothes but it proved difficult until a flurry of brown hair shoved her way to the front of the frantic girls.

"We need to talk," Elena said in a hushed furious voice.

Damon perked his eyebrow for before nodding and indicating his head towards the closet.

"Sorry, ladies. Business calls, but hopefully I get to see you all at the game this weekend," Damon flashed them his killer smile before walking away with Elena.

Once they were in the closet, Damon started unwrapping the bed sheet from around his waist.

"Um, what do you think you're doing?!" Elena's screeched as she turned around in a hurry, causing to think him to think that Elena may be a super prude. A virgin perhaps? She shut the closet door in front her, before realizing she was in the closet with Damon. People would start to get the wrong idea.

"Undressing? I have to change back into my clothes and you wanted to talk. Multi-tasking, hon," Damon said as he dropped the bed sheet to the ground, making a distinct "floomp" on the ground, indicating he was completely bare. He noticed Elena shift closer towards the door, her back still faced to him.

"Talk, time is money," Damon said as he started pulling on his boxers and jeans.

"Are you following me?" Elena said in a rushed voice, flustered and infuriated.

Damon let out a hearty laugh before pulling on his navy blue shirt with the embroidered shield of MFU, "Men's Soccer" script right below the insignia. Resting his hand on her shoulder and turning her around, he leaned against the door, trapping her against it like he did last night.

"That's cute, but no. I have other obligations, and Professor Stanley had offered me this position. Don't get over your head," Damon smirked at her before she shoved him away.

"Watch yourself. The only time you're allowed to get that close to my bubble is when we're in the dance studio, practicing. Do you understand?" Elena said as her face scrunched up.

Damon took a minute to observe her closely. She seemed to be serious, and super uptight.

"Look, we're going to be 'dance partners'. And I'm guessing that's going to involve a lot of touching. So you get used to me, because we're going to be spending a lot of time together. Just remember that it's you who needs me, you got it? Get the stick out of your ass cause you're really downing on my vibe," Damon said as he turned around and pulled on his embroidered MFU backpack, courtesy of the school and scholarship. A constant reminder of how blessed he was to have a full-ride scholarship to Mystic Falls University.

"We'll keep our spaces until dance practice, okay?" Elena said as she opened up the closet door.

Damon turned around and shook his head.

"Think what you want, but I feel like our paths are going to cross a lot. I guess you can say I'm a fatalist," Damon shrugged before walking out through the closet door.

Leaning in, Damon whispered softly into her ear, "I'll see you later tomorrow night," and with that Damon left the classroom, making Elena wondering if she was going to make it to January to make her audition film for Tisch.

A/N: Hope that wasn't too bad for you all. I wanted build a bit of back story for each character, but not too much. I hope you enjoyed the scenario.

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