Under My Skin by asesina
Chapter Three
Damon went a few days without seeing Blondie again.
Then, like magic, she appeared in the park, all sunny and happy with that rah-rah exuberance that blonde teenage cheerleaders have.
In a way, she was a bit like the chemical element helium. Her natural state was flighty and airy, much like the light, gaseous elements that floated above the rest of the periodic table with carefree abandon.
He wanted to stalk her and terrorize her, to watch the bright pink smile fall from her face as she fell face-first into a pool of her own blood.
Damon reminded himself that patience was a virtue as he watched Caroline walk arm-in-arm with that tiny little brunette that was always giving him dirty looks.
What the hell was with her, anyway?
He shrugged unconsciously and leaned back on the park bench, lying in wait for Barbie to walk past him and notice his intense, uninterrupted stare.
It only took a moment. Damon's head was turned skyward when he heard a sharp, sudden inhalation followed by a gleeful gasp.
"Damon, what are you doing here?" Caroline asked excitedly.
"Not much. Good timing, though," he said nonchalantly.
"I'll catch up with you later, Bonnie," Caroline said quickly.
She was willing to dump her friends for him, Damon noted.
Perfect.
"I've been looking for you, Damon! How come you didn't show up a few nights ago?" Caroline asked with an exaggerated pout.
Damon resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"Family drama," he said slowly, sighing as he patted the bench and motioned for her to sit down.
"Can you come over tonight?" Caroline asked expectantly.
"Depends. What did you have in mind?" Damon asked with a sly grin.
"You'll have to come over and find out," Caroline purred in a low voice.
Damon sighed in annoyance and looked Caroline square in the eyes. He regarded her with a sharp gaze for several seconds and watched as Caroline's pupils were just the slightest bit dilated.
"Tell me what you're planning," he commanded.
"I want to let you go all the way," Caroline murmured.
"Sounds great," Damon said with a grin. He clapped Caroline on the shoulder and she was immediately released from her reverie.
"Okay! See ya tonight!" Caroline said brightly. She stood up and straightened her sundress as Damon watched her leave.
He could hear the blood pumping through her veins, young and energetic and frenetic.
It was exactly what he expected from a cheerleader, and he couldn't wait to taste her.