"And what are you smiling about missy?" Aunt Jenna asked with that 'spill it' smile on her face when I came into the kitchen putting my bag in the chair. She was eating one of those oats granola bars, still wishing she could be one of those health nuts and have their health nut perfect body.

"Nothing" I said not even almost being convincing with the tell-tale grin I couldn't get rid of.

"Uh huh" Jenna said coming over to me blocking any escape route. I sighed.

"It's nothing it's just I'm hanging out with a friend from school" I said shrugging like it was nothing important.

"Mmhmm and is this friend a he" she asked moving in even closer leaning on the counter grinning knowingly.

"Yes Jenna it's a 'boy'" I responded exaggeratingly. I smiled amused at her and went over to grab water from the refrigerator.

"He'll be here at 4 and you" I said pointing an accusing finger at her "better not bombard him…he's a friend" I said smiling and waiting for what I knew was coming.

She put on a mock innocent face. "I'm not going to say anything…much to your little boy- I mean friend" she said holding her hand up in her famous silent 'scout's honor.

"Jenna" I said laughing at her. "It's not like that he just asked me to hang out. He's nice" I told her.

"I'm not saying anything" she said with fake innocence.

"Is he cute? Describe him" she said grinning and taking a seat looking at me all expectant.

I sighed. "I'm sure you're going to make sure you see him and that will be much better than anything I can describe. Just don't make it too obvious or creep him out" I told her playfully but a bit serious.

Jenna laughed. "You're no fun. You're supposed to love to talk about boys. You're too good like your mother" she said with mock annoyance.

"You should see Jeremy when I try to get him to talk about girls" she told me laughing. Even I had to laugh at the idea of that.

"Yeah Jenna, I don't think you want to go there with him" I told her amused shaking my head, making her sigh all dramatic.

I headed up stairs and putt my bag away and touched up the mild make up I had on in the mirror along with brushing my hair a bit, when I remembered I had something really important to tell Jenna to prevent an epic awkward or embarrassing moment knowing her.

"Jenna?" I called heading back down the stairs.

"Yeah?" she asked fixing herself some ice cream.

"He's deaf" I told her stealing a spoon of her ice cream, giving her time to get over the shock which was comically apparent in her expression which currently had the 'oh' thing going on.

"Really?" she finally asked. "Then how did you…" she said letting the question linger.

"Note writing" I told her leaving out the embarrassing stalker bit.

Before she could question me any further the doorbell rang and we both looked at each other silent and Jenna gave a very suspicious grin before we both hurried to the door and I ended up having me bump her out the way with my hip. I put my finger to my mouth in warning signaling her to calm down.

I opened the door and grinned at Damon who was looking quite handsome. His car was parked in the driveway and it was what I could only describe as sleek and black. He waved at me his smile widening along with mine.

"Hey" I said moving out the way so he could step inside. He smiled nodding his thanks and came inside and Jenna smiled at him obviously waiting for me to introduce her.

"This is my aunt Jenna" I told him and then they shook hands. I tapped him and told him I was going to grab my jacket and then I'd be ready and Jenna followed me.

"He's hot!" she exclaimed in one of those loud whispers. "I'm impressed" she told me smirking.

I laughed. "What's that supposed to mean? What were you expecting?" I asked playing insulted. I kissed her cheek and told her bye and to tell Jeremy bye for me too and headed back down the stairs to Damon.

"Be good" Jenna shouted down, trying to remember to play the motherly role, which she was doing a pretty good job at.

My phone vibrated as I was locking the door and I took it out and checked it. I smiled when I saw it was from Damon.

Hey I was thinking. Would it be easier if we text each other more? I feel guilty about all the writing. We could probably talk more too.

I grinned at that and was about to respond back by talking but decided the text would be more appropriate.

That sounds perfect. Although I didn't mind the writing ;)

He got the door to his car for me and I smiled shyly getting in thinking. Quite the gentleman.

Driving there was pretty quiet. I didn't want to distract him or anything so I just pretty much looked out the window watching the places we were passing, glancing at him every so often.

Once when I looked over I made contact with his piercing blue eyes. I wasn't sure how long we stared at each other but I was sure it felt longer than it obviously was when he opened his mouth as if he was going to say something. I waited curious and he just smiled and looked by the road his chest rising and falling from inhaling.

I just smiled and looked forward. I couldn't help but wonder what he would sound like. He had said that he could speak. I figured maybe he was shy about it.

I gasped softly because I immediately recognized the area we pulled into. I grinned at Damon who was looking at me curious and smiling. "I recognize this place my- *then I remembered and smiled sheepishly and pulled out my cell and texted him.

I used to come around here all time with my best friend Bonnie during high school. I haven't been in a couple years though.

He smiled and looked at me before texting back.

I come here a lot with my brother and a few of our friends. He texted me back.

Did you go to Mystic High too? I texted him curiously.

Yes. My brother goes there now. He texted me.

Does your brother look like you? I sent him.

He smirked at me and then started typing away.

Surprisingly we look nothing alike. I'm still trying to figure out which one of us is the illegitimate child. Unfortunately since I was around during his birth and the whole pregnancy thing, bets are on me. No one to vouch except for my parents but that was always pretty void of credibility.

I couldn't help but laugh after reading that I was pleasantly surprised when I heard Damon was also laughing too. His laugh was rich and kind of musical and in a way it carried a sort of seductive tone, the only word that could come to mind to fully describe it. I stared at him for a bit watching him laugh and how he seemed to light up when he did. He truly was handsome. It made me even more curious to the sound of his voice. His laughter was normal, masculine even.

I was sure I might have blushed a bit when he caught me staring. I took that moment to text him back. He was really a funny guy I thought smirking as I begin texting again.

Which of you looks like your parents the most?

He looked thoughtful for a moment before he texted back.

Well I'm not sure. I have my father's hair color and maybe complexion but facial features I'm not sure who I look like more.(1/2)

My phone vibrated again with the second half of his text as I was reading the first.

(2/2)But Stefan definitely has always looked like our mother and to be honest he acts like her too. You wouldn't believe how moody he can get and not to mention the whole male equivalent of a Mary Poppins thing he has going for him. It doesn't help his case.

I laughed again when I read his next text as I sent him one back.

Your family sounds wonderful. I'd love to meet them one day. You may look like them more than you think.

Damon smirked at me shaking his head and then he texted me back.

You can meet my brother one day if you'd like but my parents died when I was 16 and Stefan 14. They died in an accidental fire at a ball for a committee for Mystic Falls they helped organize and attended annual. (1/2)

(2/2) Our uncle Zack took us in. He's pretty much the only family we have left from the Salvatore line which is on my father's side. I'm not sure about my mother's they've always been estranged from us even when our parents were alive. They didn't even make the funeral. Assholes.

I looked at Damon for a minute silent and then started texting.

I'm sorry about your parents. I know it doesn't help when people tell you that but I just wanted to, plus I can understand the lost and how you must feel.(1/2)

(2/2) I lost my parents two summers ago in a car crash. I was there when it happened and only I survived. Our aunt Jenna took me and my brother Jeremy in. It's something you never get over. Time doesn't really heal it; it just gives you the strength to try to live a normal life…

Damon looked at me after reading my text, his eyes soft and understanding. The next thing I knew his hand was on mine and he gave it a light squeeze.

I smiled at that looking down at our hands and held his giving it a squeeze before looking back to him. We didn't say anything or text for a bit we just sat there sharing a mutual understanding and great lost. Words weren't needed. Words couldn't help and we both knew it.

After a bit he gave my hand another squeeze and then my phone vibrated and I checked it.

Do you want to go inside now?

I smiled and nodded and reluctantly let his hand go. When I did my hand felt cooler and empty. We both got out the car and he locked the car and headed over to me. He smiled but his eyes looked concerned. He text me something but just showed me his phone instead of pressing send.

Are you okay?

I nodded at him and asked him the same thing.

He smiled and it touched his eyes and nodded. He put his phone in his jacket pocket and glanced at my hand for a second and I wondered if he would grab it but instead he gave me a crooked smile and motioned for me to go first and we walked to The Grill. It really brought back memories of good times setting foot in there. It was actually pretty crowded and still the cool hang out place it used to be.

I turned to Damon smiling. "I used to come here every day especially after school and just stay for hours" I told Damon grinning. He grinned back at me, looking at me a certain way and then took out his phone.

Do you play pool?

I laughed and took out mine.

Yes, but I warn you. Not well

He laughed at me and grabbed my hand leading me over.

He smirked and stopped for a second texting me using the hand that wasn't holding mine and I swear my heart did a little jump at that fact he hadn't let go instead. It amazed me how I could internally embarrass myself I was thinking when my phone vibrated.

Don't worry I'll go easy on you this time but if you're lying and you kick my ass in this game. I'll never trust you again and no more easy street.

I laughed as I started texting back.

That's very unlikely that will happen, but haven't you ever heard of getting lucky and having a good game?

When he read my text he laughed and rolled his eyes at me shaking his head before smirking and sending me one more text.

You've been warned. Last name by the way?

"Oh" I said when I read his text realizing I hadn't given it.

Gilbert.

He smiled and text back again.

You've been warned Gilbert

I just looked at him with another one of those smirks on his face trying not to laugh and give him the satisfaction for that lame joke.

You're a dork was all I text back and put my phone away not giving him the satisfaction of a rebuttal. He frowned playfully at me and we head over for a game of pool…which I failed miserable at over and over and over, until I finally got tired of losing and giving him a good laugh.

About 3 ½ hours later, a bunch of failed pool games, and two root beer floats later we pulled back up to my house. Damon walked me to my front door.

I turned to face him, neither of us saying anything for a bit. "I had a really good time today" I said putting a piece of my hair behind my ear, looking up at him. He smiled and signed Me too. I grinned at that and wondered if I should hug him goodnight or something else when he kissed me on the cheek.

I couldn't help the soft gasp and I smiled at him and he smiled back and after a bit of what could most likely be described as comfortable silence he stepped down off my porch and I mouthed goodnight and he grinned back.

I watched him get in his car and pull out before I unlocked the door and went inside. When I closed the door and leaned against it grinning with my fingers to my lips when my cell phone went off and I looked at it.

Have a good night Elena –Damon

A/N: Okay so i had to say something. You guys are killer awesome i love you! I can't believe how much you guys like the you so much for all the wonderful reviews and suggestions. I couldnt keep you guy waiting. I havent posted this fast in forever. I hope you liked this chapter. It was longer than usual ;)