As I was pacing out behind the white house, I was thinking about her name. Elena. I said it out loud a few times feeling it roll off my tongue, it felt good. I stayed near the woods line behind the house. I gave up after ten minutes and decided to go looking for her. I had nowhere in particular to look, but in this small town I was sure to find her soon.

The grill was the "happening" place of Mystic Falls, as you could say. I walked swiftly through the doors, avoiding eye contact with the three women that were watching me. I glanced down at their hands as the drooled over me. They all had wedding rings and appeared to be in there thirties.

I smiled to myself.

I walked up to the bar and sat down.

A waitress with long, curly, brown hair, came up to me.

"What can I get cha?" She asked wiping her brow.

"Scotch." I said.

She nodded not bothering to ask for my ID. I turned my head and looked around, the place was dead. Only few people were sitting down eating.
I spun back around on the stool and the waitress sat my drink down in front of me. She smiled on que like it was something she did all the time.

I nodded my head to her.

I lifted my glass and took a swig of my scotch. I heard the door open and one set of feet scuffle across the floor.

I turned to look.

It was her.

I choked a little bit on my drink at her resemblance to Katherine. This was something I had to get used to.

She looked down avoiding any possible eye contact with anyone.

One lady stopped her at their booth.

"Oh honey, how have you been?" the lady asked.

Elena sighed quietly.

"I'm good, really things are better." She mumbled.

Then her lips pulled up into a fake smile. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself about the smile she had just given that woman. It was like a clown's smile painted on.

She walked up to the opposite end of the counter.

The brunette walked over to her.

"Elena?" she said confused. "Are you skipping?" she teased.

Elena smiled, this time a bit more genuine.

"Vicki, I needed a break." She said.

The brunette, or Vicki smiled. "I used to have days like that." She sighed.

Elena raised her eyebrows quickly, like it wasn't a surprise.

"I just needed to get a water." Elena said.

Vicki walked over to the cooler and handed Elena a water bottle.

Elena went to grab money in her bag when Vicki put a hand out.

"It's on the house." She said. "think of it as a ' I know what its like to have days when you want to just leave the scene' gift." Vicki smiled.

"Thanks." Elena smiled. Again her smile was still not touching her eyes.

She strolled back out the door without a glance in my direction.

I dropped a twenty-dollar bill next to my empty glass and headed out the door.

I kept my distance from her, not wanting her to realize that I was some creep following her.

She walked into the town square and over to the park.

I followed behind her.

She sat down on a bench that was directly under a huge oak tree.

I grabbed the red journal from my pocket.

I walked over to her slowly.

The sound of a bird surprised her and brought her attention somewhere else so I could slip her journal back.

In a second the journal was back in place and I was hidden behind the tree.

She dropped her pen.

"Shit." She cussed.

I smiled.

Without even thinking I was there. I reached down and grabbed it as she was about to get her hands on it.

She looked up slowly at me.

We were face to face. Her brown eyes were scrutinizing my face.

I smiled.

I listened closely as her heartbeat sped up.

"Th-thanks." She stuttered.

I handed it to her.

"Your welcome." I said.

I could tell she was smitten. I mean who wouldn't be?, it was me.

"Do I know you?" she asked, looking me in the eyes.

"No, sorry." I apologized.

"I'm Damon. Damon Salvatore." I told her with a smile.

She smiled back and this time it was genuine.

"I'm Elena. Elena Gilbert." She introduced herself.

I shook her hand.

"Are you any relation to Stefan Salvatore?" she asked, looking me up and down.

"Why? Do you know him?" I asked.

"Um not very well we have never talked, but I do go to school with him." She said.

"Well I am his brother." I replied.

Her eyes widened.

"I never knew he had a brother." She said, looking into my eyes.

"Well he's not one to brag." I commented.

She grinned.

"I have been away for a few years." I said thinking about that statement.

"Oh." She said.

"Shouldn't you be in school?" I asked already knowing the answer.

"I skipped." She said. "Sometimes it seems like everything is coming down on you and you just need a break."

She looked up at me again waiting for my reaction.

"Been there, done that." I replied.

She huffed.

"You don't go to high school?" she asked.

High School? Man she did not realize who she was talking to.

"No, I am a grad." I informed her.

"Oh." She said.

"Well I have to go get my brother Jeremy." She said.

Jeremy was her brother. The brother with the drug problem.

I nodded.

"It was a pleasure to meat you Ms. Gilbert." I said as I brought her hand to my lips.

I kissed it softly.

I could hear her heart beat speed up and I smiled inside.

"It was nice to meet you too." She said. "Damon." She added.

She smiled and it reached her eyes.

I turned on my heal and walked away. With every step I could fell her watching me from behind.

I had talked to her and that was one step closer to getting to know her.

For some reason this girl left me, me Damon Salvatore, wanting more.


So i figured that i would do this chapter on them actually having the first "meeting" just to get that part out of the way. Next will be getting more into them, and their feelings toward each other. Anyways i hope you enjoyed. PLEASE REVEIW!

xoxoxox - malerie