DPOV

I felt really guilty, which, may I say, was a first. I couldn't get Elena's pained face out of my mind. I didn't know why I had made her wounds hurt so badly. Probably because I was a selfish, self serving bastard.

I looked at my watch. 12:30.

I heard a clatter and a string of curse words coming from Elena downstairs. In the background, I recognised my phone ringing. I couldn't be bothered to talk to my little brother right now, so I just let Elena answer.

EPOV

"Stefan?"

"Oh! Hello Elena. I wasn't expecting you to answer. Where is Damon?" Stefan asked politely.

"Umm, he's upstairs. I think he's taking a nap 'cause he's been up there for quite a while. I'll go get him..."

DPOV

"DAMON!" Elena shouted at me as I pretended to sleep.

"I don't wanna talk to Stefan..." I mumbled at her, trying to deter her. It wasn't working.

"Well too bad 'cause for some strange reason he wants to talk to you."

The phone was pushed against my ear and Elena stormed out.

"Plan? Failed." I grinned at Stefan.

"Nice to see you, too, Damon." He sighed back. "Look. I need to talk to you about Elena. The summer vacation ends on Monday so she's going to have to go to school. Damon, I need you to enrol so you can keep an eye on her."

"What! Are you crazy? I am NOT going to school." I snarled down the phone

"Sorry, Damon, but I'm afraid you are."

"How are you going to make me?" I sneered.

"I'm not, because sooner or later, you're probably just gonna go anyway to be with Elena."

"Stefan, Stefan, Stefan. Are you really that stupid?" I groaned.

"Yes." Stefan said, then the phone died.

"Go die in a hole, Stefan." I whined. I knew he was right. I would be going to school on Monday. I just hoped that my black Ferrari enzo wouldn't get scratched.

EPOV

Damon was ambling down the stairs towards me. I was grinning manically.

"What got you in such a good mood?" I asked sceptically.

"School." He laughed. I nearly spat out my coffee.

"What day is it?" I demanded.

"Saturday the fifth of September at 12:50pm." He reeled.

"Oh my God! School starts on Monday? I haven't done any of my homework!" I grabbed all my stuff and spread out my homework.

"Two history projects, five pages of trig, read and review Macbeth, revision, revision, revision... How am I ever gonna get this done!" I cried out desperately.

Damon cleared his throat and look at me.

"Would you... help me?" I pleaded.

"I suppose..." Damon looked at the history book and smiled. Renaissance Italy. How coincidental. "What do I have to do?"

"Okay. There are two history projects. On one you can do any aspect of Renaissance Italy. The other is copying up these notes and adding extra details and stuff." I explained.

"Okay. But if I do this, you don't get to see it until Monday..." He teased.

"Fine. I'll leave with the expert." I grinned back, then set out to tackle the trig.

DPOV

Half an Hour Later...

The essay was the easiest thing I've probably ever done, and I had the perfect idea for the project. Leonardo Da Vinci had always fascinated me and I had even met him once or twice in my life time.

I set to work on the computer.

EPOV

Monday Morning

Knock. Knock.

"Come in..." I slurred.

"Elena... It's six o'clock and it's school this morning." Came Damon's soft voice.

"Right. I'm getting up." I said and rose to my feet. I staggered to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. Half an hour later I was all ready for school and was bounding down the stairs.

I was met at the bottom by Damon who steered me forcefully into the kitchen.

"Damon? What are you doing?"

"Making you breakfast." He said cheerily.

"But I never eat breakfast before school."

"Elena. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. You shouldn't miss it." He smirked and flashed his 250 kilowatt smile at me. His teeth glittered.

"Don't get any big ideas." I warned him, as I demolished the steaming plate of scrambled eggs.

He smiled back innocently.