Aimee never really relished the thought of life after death. She always figured she would be reincarnated into something else. More often than not though, she thought about what it would be like to never die at all. Of course, that would never be possible…or so she thought until Elena introduced her to her friends…and, unfortunately, her enemies.

Elena Gilbert and Aimee Erna have been best friends since Kindergarten, living in Mystic Falls, and their
moms were best friends in high school. Last year Aimee moved to New York because her parents got a
divorce. Their moms lost touch, but they never did.

Anytime they talked, Elena would tell her a bit about her new boyfriend Stefan. He sounded like a really
nice guy.

As soon as Aimee turned eighteen, she finally moved back to Mystic Falls and found her best friend. She
still lived in the same house and her brother Jeremy still had a crush on her. It was cute, but she looked
at him like a little brother.

"You have to meet Stefan, Aimee." She said excitedly. "He's such a sweetheart." They were hanging
out in her living-room with the radio on. Bonnie and Caroline were there too. "I'm gonna text him and
tell him to come over." She whipped out her phone and started texting.

"Ooh! Tell him to bring Damon!" Caroline exclaimed. Aimee never really liked Caroline. She just hung
out with her because she and Elena were friends. She was too…ditzy, blonde, annoying…yeah, those
sound about right. She was one of those people you wanna tape their mouth shut and lock in the
basement just to get some peace and quiet. Not to mention she never knows how to keep a secret like a
good friend should.

"How about not?" Elena said sarcastically.

"Who's Damon?" Aimee asked.

"Stefan's brother. He's an asshole. You don't wanna meet him."

"You never told me he had a brother."

"Not worth mentioning, trust me. He's a total dick."

"He's not that bad." Caroline tried to take up for him.

"No, he's nice…when he wants something…and once he gets it, he'll just walk all over you and you'll be
nothing but a toy for him."

"Wow…sounds like a lot of guys I've dated. Is he hot at least?"

"He is the epitome of sexy." Caroline said. Now, Aimee may not like her, but she does have great taste in
men.

"Oh my God Caroline. You really need to get off of him. He's bad news, and I think Stefan knows him a
lot better than we do." Bonnie just sat there quietly listening to the conversation. Finally, the doorbell
rang and Caroline stopped talking. Elena answered the door and introduced Aimee to Stefan. He was
pretty cute. And apparently, Damon is the hot brother. She started wondering what he looked like.

"Aimee wants to meet Damon." Elena told Stefan.

"Yeah…I don't think that's such a great idea."

"He's really that bad?" Aimee asked.

"Not just that," Stefan explained, "If he finds you attractive, which there's no doubt in my mind that he
won't, he'll just keep bothering you and bothering you until you give in to his 'charm'."

"Okay, now I've got to meet him. You're making him sound so exciting and mysterious."

"You're crazy. But you do handle the bad boys pretty well. Maybe she could be good for Damon? Keep
him in line." Bonnie suggested.

"Yeah because Damon really likes to stay in line." Caroline stated. She only said that because she didn't
want Aimee to have him.

"Absolutely not." Elena said.

"Oh, come on Elena. I bet he couldn't even handle a girl like me. You know I can't back down from a

challenge."

"Okay, if you really think so. How about I call him right now and tell him to come over?" Stefan asked.

"Sure. It's up to Elena though. It is her house." Aimee looked at Elena with pleading eyes. She was
thinking really hard about it.

"Aimee, I'm telling you right now, he's not like other guys. I just want you to be careful okay? I don't
wanna see you get hurt."

"I can handle it Elena, I swear. I won't get hurt. Scout's honor." Aimee grinned innocently.

"Alright." She turned to Stefan and he pulled out his phone.

"Hey, come to Elena's; it's kind of important. I'll tell you when you get here alright?" He hung up and
looked at Elena. "Why does he have to be so difficult all the time?"

"Because he's Damon. I'm gonna get something to drink. You guys want anything?" Elena asked.

"Sure." She went to the kitchen with Stefan, probably to make out in private, while Aimee pondered
what Damon might look like. Bonnie and Caroline were having their own conversation.

"I gotta go guys; I have to be somewhere." Caroline said suddenly after she got a text message.

"Okay, we'll see you tomorrow at school." Bonnie said as Caroline flung her blonde hair over her shoulder
and briskly walked out the door. Bonnie looked at Aimee. "Glad she's gone?" Aimee shifted her eyes a
bit on purpose.

"Of course not! Yes! She was driving me crazy!" Stefan chuckled.

"Well, that's one thing you and Damon have in common. But at least you're kinda nice to her."

"She knows I don't like her. That's why she sticks around. We have a mutual dislike for each other, but
we get along for Elena."

"That's nice of you." At that moment Elena came back in, set everyone's drinks down, and sat by
Stefan.

"Yeah, you could be like Damon and tell her she's a useless waste of space." Bonnie interjected.

"Did he really say that to her?" Aimee asked Stefan. He nodded.

"Yep."

"That's a little harsh."

"A little? Come on, Aimee. You can't stand her, but you would never say anything like that…would
you?" Elena asked.

"Not unless she did something stupid to really piss me off. Seriously though, I wouldn't be that bad."
Suddenly, the door opened and a man, who Aimee assumed to be Damon, just waltzes in like he owns
the place. His appearance did stump her a little bit. The man was fine! Caroline was right, he was sexy.
He was tall, dark hair, dark clothes, and the sexiest blue eyes Aimee had ever seen. He looked at Stefan
then Elena.

"Jeez, Damon, don't you knock?" Elena asked sarcastically.

"No need. I've been invited. What's the big emergency, Stefan? What was so important, you had to
interrupt my depressed consumption of alcohol?"

"My friend Aimee is in town. I wanted you to meet her, but since you'd rather drink yourself into a
stupor, I'm sure she is no longer interested." Damon looked at Aimee, opened his mouth, closed it, and
opened it again. Then he gave her a sideways smirk.

"I apologize Aimee. If I had known Stefan was talking about such a lovely lady, I wouldn't have been
such an ass at our first meeting." He looked at Aimee expectantly, possibly waiting on her to give in to
that sorry-ass apology. Not today, Buddy.

"Oh, it's quite alright Damon. After all, being an alcoholic is way more important than a social life." Aimee
said sarcastically. "You're gonna have to try harder than that to change my opinion, now that you've
pretty much ruined it." He scoffed, and the apologetic Damon quickly vanished back into the asshole
Damon.

"Hate to burst your cute little bubble, Sweetie, but I really don't give a damn what your opinion of me is."

"Oh, you will, but by then it'll be too late, and I've already made it clear to myself that you're not worth
the trouble. Then again, Stefan and Elena know you better than I do. See you later, Damon, or not."
Aimee walked out the house, immediately texting Elena to tell her what she was doing, and to come to
her house when they were gone. When she got there, the questions started firing. "I told you, I know
how to handle myself around guys. Damon is no different." Little did she know at the time, she was
soon to find out just how different he and Stefan were.