I was in a shocked kind of state when I walked in and saw Damon sitting there in the chair. Honestly, what is he doing here today? I walked over to the office ladies counter and said "Hi, i'm Elena and I was called down."

"Oh yes, your brother is here to pick you up for your doctors appointment." She replied gesturing to Damon.

"Alright." I said retreating my note from her.

"Read sis?" Damon said in a smart ass tone with a wink.

"Sure thing." I replied in a dull voice.

We walked out of school and I started heading to my car when Damon grabbed my arm and steered me towards his car.

"Damon, what the hell? I was walking to my car!" I yelled.

"And now you're walking to mine." he replied smiling.

I stopped walking and crossed my arms over my chest and did my awesome pouting face. I had no clue what he was up to and I didn't really like it.

"Come on Elena, It's your birthday. Who in there right mind wants to spend there birthday at school? Not a normal person, that's who." he said.

"But Damon, I don't think Stefan will like this. Plus I've got plans tonight with Jenna." I replied.

"Elena, Stefan texted me and asked me if I could go to the concert with you tomorrow night, and I said yes. So you're just stuck with me. Plus i'll have you home in time to do your plans with aunt Jenna. Promise."

"Fine." was my response.

We got into Damon's car and we both got buckled in. "Where are we going anyway?" I asked.

"To the boarding house of course." He replied just like he usually does in his smart ass voice.

"Well why are we going to the boarding house?" I said.

"Why are you so full of questions today? You usually know it's my way or else I'll pester the shit out of you. But to answer your question, we're going to go drink. Because it's your birthday and usually girls your age would rather get drunk, eat food and stay indoors to watch TV than be at school.. but we both know you're not like any normal girl." He said with a smile.

"Okay Damon, I'll bite. What're you going to feed me?" I snickered.

"I was thinking pizza. I like blood and all but pizza is second best to blood." he laughed.

"What kind of pizza!?" I asked, I love pizza to and I love bugging him.

"Homemade pizza! It's been passed down from the Salvatore's for generations."

"YUM. Sounds pretty appetizing." I said.

We pulled into the lot for the big boarding house and I sighed, I loved the boarding house. It was always so beautiful to me. Damon and Stefan on the other hand always laughed at me because they said it held ancient secrets for there family. All I could hear was Damon's dumb ass snickering.

"It's not funny! You know how I feel about this house!" I yelled while getting out of the car.

"Yes it is. But then again you haven't been around for 100+ years, so I understand why it holds pure beauty to your eyes." he replied perfectly calm.

"I guess so." I said heading for the door.

Before he could say anything I said "You know Stefan is going to kill you right? He hates it when you get me drunk."

"No he won't, because when he's off on his escapades and he doesn't trust Blondie 100% who else is there?" he said with a smirk.

"Touche, touche."

"Well Elena, let's head to the kitchen" He said once we were in the house.

The Salvatore kitchen was not your ideal kitchen. There was the kitchen and then a room conjoined to the kitchen with a wide open space known as a dining room. But the odd thing was, this dining room had a huge flat-screen TV and a lazy boy chilling in the corner out of the way so the dinner table could fit. While Damon was banging around in the kitchen I took it upon myself to go to the study and get us some drink. I got Damon some Bourbon whiskey, and me a Mikes hard lemonade. I'm a patsy when it comes to drinking. Stefan is all anti Elena being drunk, so I hardly ever drink and when I do it's just something different that this 'Mike' guy comes out with. I walked back into the kitchen and slapped Damons drink on the counter.

"Thanks, you're such a sweetheart." he said taking a huge gulp.

"I know." I replied with a sly smile.

"Mikes hard lemonade? Are you kidding me Elena? Have some fun!"

"Damon, I should be in school, waiting for the 310 bell to ring to let me leave school then I should be going home and getting ready for whatever aunt Jenna wants to do. Not be at your boarding house without Stefan getting drunk. So if I want a Mikes lemonade, i'll get it." he replied. I thought my argument was pretty good. He knew it too because he changed the subject real quick.

"What would you like on your birthday pizza?" he asked.

"Hmm, pepperoni, bacon, and pineapples."

"Sounds good to me." He replied.

"Damon can I ask you something?" I asked.

"If I say no you're gonna do it anyway, so might as well." He smirked.

"Do you know what's been wrong with Stefan lately? I mean has he said anything to you? He's just been really distant, not wanting to hang out. Y'know?"

"No.. he hasn't said anything to me Elena.. Sorry. He really doesn't trust me with his feelings involving you. Because he knows i'd tell you." he said.

I took his answer and believed it, so i let the subject go. "Thank you.. for the bracelet I mean. plus getting me out of school. You're right that was the last place I wanted to be."

"You're welcome, I've never saw you with a bracelet on before, so I figured 'what the hell' that pearl bracelet was passed down for generations." he said.

"Aw, Damon you really didn't have too.. take it back please." I replied getting ready to take it off.

"Really Elena? No. Keep it. Besides it's a ladies bracelet and do you see any ladies around here besides you?" he said with a half smile.

"Fine. okay. When's the pizza going to be ready?" I asked walking out of the kitchen.

"five minutes!" I heard him yell.

I walked back into the study and poured Damon another drink I snatched his cup when I walked out of the kitchen. Then pulled out a bottle of Mikes pink lemonade. I decided to be a little risky and take a swig of Damons Bourbon Whiskey. Just a small swig. I walked out of the room taking our drinks with me. As I walked into the kitchen I saw the pizza sitting on the counter and Damon smiling. I set our drinks on the counter and walked over to admire the pizza. I had to say it looked so delicious.

"Damon, it looks so good." I said.

"I know what else looks good too." He said with a sly smile.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. I want 3 pieces please!" I yelled.

"Alright, coming right up." He said sliding a plate across the counter.

"Now lets go watch some football." Damon added.

"Sounds great to me."

We walked over to the living room and turned on the big flat screen TV. They have so many TVs in this house it's ridiculous. We settled on the colts and jets game. Watching while we ate our homemade pizza.