School seemed to go on forever! I didn't get any work done; literally! I spent my whole school day doodling in my binder and watching the time. I wanted school to end; I'm not even sure why I went in the first place. I was so scared that Damon was going to barge through the doors and come kidnap me.

Why did he let me go in the first place? He could have kept me hostage at his boarding house until I said yes; yet he told me to go home? Granted, he`s not exactly letting me go, as he`s still hell bent on making me give in to him. Why doesn`t he just do his little mind control trick to make me stay with him? Why is it so important for me to stay with him willingly?

Everything was just too crazy. If you had asked me a few days if I thought vampires were real or not, I would have told you 'no way in hell'. But now everything has changed. My life has changed! Even if Damon ever let me go, I wouldn't be the same. Who knows how many others are like Damon. Have I ever met any vampires before? Has any vampires used their mind control on me, or anyone I've ever known?

The next time I see Damon, I would have to ask questions; questions about who he is, how many others are like him, and what's the difference between real and fictional vampires.

I jump, startled, when the loud bell rings, indicating that school was over. I look down at my binder only to realize what I had drawn. It was Damon, except, unlike my other drawings of him, his face was mean, cruel and he had fangs; vampire fangs.

Biting my lip, I rip the page from my binder, crumple it, and toss it into the recycling bin on my way out the door. I quickly make my way to my locker while trying to avoid bumping into people in the process. I let out a frustrated sigh when my lock won't open.

"Elena?" I hear a male's voice say from beside me. I let out a loud gasp as I turn to face the man who was leaning against the locker beside mine. It takes me a second to realize it was Stefan, Caroline's boyfriend. Stefan has light brown hair and his eyes were a green/blue color. He was wearing a grey t-shirt and dark jeans.

I let out a relieved sigh once I realized that it was not Damon. It's almost as if I expected him to be around every single corner.

"Oh hi Stefan," I mumble quietly while turning back to my locker. I could feel his eyes watching me as I struggled with my lock. Stefan smelt strong of cologne.

"I was wondering if, um, maybe you would want to go see a movie or something, sometime?" Stefan asks while shoving his hands into his jean pockets. I let out a happy sigh when I finally managed to get my locker open. I swear to god that my locker was handicapped.

"Do you mean a movie with you, me and Caroline," I ask while grabbing my bag. I watch Stefan wet his lips in the corner of my eyes.

"Well, er, not exactly," Stefan mumbles while rocking back and forwards nervously on his feet. It wasn't until that very moment did I realize what Stefan meant.

"Stefan, no," I whisper while turning to face him.

"No, what I mean is-," Stefan starts but I interrupt him.

"No, you're dating Caroline," I say sternly. I bite my tongue as Stefan purses his lips. His face screamed frustration.

"Alright then, sure, whatever; can we just pretend like this never happened?" Stefan asks. I slowly nod my head and watch as he starts walking away. Once he's gone I let out breath that I didn't realize I was holding in.

My mind starts racing with thoughts; should I tell Caroline? Or should I just keep quiet? Who knows if Stefan is asking out other girls? But Stefan did seem like a nice man, perhaps this was just a onetime thing? If I see Stefan hitting on another woman, then I will tell Caroline. I may as well give him a chance first; plus, I didn't want to say anything that would risk my friendship with Caroline.

"ELENA!" I hear someone call out my name. Speaking of the devil.

"Hey Caroline," I say while shutting my locker. Caroline looks flustered by the time she reaches me.

"I've been looking for you everywhere," Caroline huffs while trying to catch her breath.

"Well here I am".

"I wanted to know if you would like to hang out with Bonnie, me and the guys down at the grill," Caroline offers while following me outside the school.

"I'm not sure, I think I should just go home," I sigh. Caroline just lets out an over exaggerated sigh.

"Come on, please! We like, never hang out anymore," Caroline says while giving me a pleading look. I bite my tongue and fidget with my fingers.

"Alright then, I'll meet you there in a few moments," I say while shrugging my shoulders. Caroline lets out a little squeal.

"Yay!" she chirps while heading over to her car. I just make my way over to my car. After leaving Aunt Jenna a short message, letting her know why I wasn't coming home until later tonight, I make my way to the grill.

I am a bit surprised that Damon has not made one of his visits yet. I actually thought that he was going to show sometime while I was at school, but besides my one dream, I have not seen him yet. It really bugged me that I couldn't remember what happened in my dream, or any of my dreams to be exact. I didn't like the fact that he knows whatever happens in my dream and I don't. Does he erase it from my mind on purpose, or is it just me?

When I finally reach the grill, I make my way inside. I glance around, trying to figure out where my friends were sitting. It doesn't take me long to find them; they were all by the pool table. All my good friends were there, including Bonnie, Matt, Tyler, Caroline and Stefan. I felt a pang of guilt for not telling Caroline about Stefan, but I didn't want to ruin their relationship. But if I ever see Stefan in any position like that again with me, or another girl then I would inform Caroline.

"Elena!" I hear Bonnie call out to me. I let out a smile as I wave to them.

"How are you?" I ask while giving Bonnie a small hug. Bonnie's beautiful, curly, brown hair stopped a few inches below her shoulders. She was wearing a fitted red t-shirt with light skinny jeans.

"I'm alright, how about you?" she asks.

"I'm … okay," I say while shrugging my shoulders. I wasn't sure what else to say.

"Elena has a new boyfriend," Caroline announces. Everyone gives me a surprised look. I glance quickly over to Stefan to see he had his arms crossed. Matt (who I use to date) just had an interested look.

"Damn girl, and here I thought you were saving yourself for me," says Tyler pretending to look hurt.

"In your dreams Tyler," Bonnie playfully snaps.

"Who's the lucky man?" Matt asks.

"His name is Damon," Caroline chirps.

"Caroline! I already told you that we aren't dating!" I cry out once I managed to get a chance to speak. Everyone just gives me a confused stare.

"Then what are you guys?" Caroline asks.

"We're … acquaintances," I mumble. There was no way that I was going to pretend Damon was a friend; no way in hell! Now everyone looked even more confused.

"But acquaintances don't spend the night at acquaintances houses," Caroline says. I just roll my eyes.

"I don't know! But we're not dating!" I say while letting out a frustrated sigh. There was a small moment of awkward silence.

"Alright then, how about we just drop the subject," Bonnie offers. Everyone just nods their heads.

For the first few hours, we all just played pool. I did my best to avoid talking to Stefan. After us girls crushed the boys by 3 to 1, we all decide to have dinner, which the men had to pay for since they lost.

I order myself a burger and a Pepsi. After the waiter leaves with our orders, the men start talking about the football team while us girls talked about dresses and stuff.

"Are you guys planning on attending the Valentine's Day dance?" Caroline asks Bonnie and me. I just shrug.

"I'm not sure, I don't have a date, so probably no," I sigh.

"Oh come one! You should come because-," Caroline starts to talk, but I've already tuned her out. I didn't want to listen to her 103 reasons why I should attend the dance.

My heart stops beating when I spot someone standing near the door. It was Damon. I watch with my eyes wide open as he indicates for me to follow him while walking outside. I wasn't too surprised; he did warn me that he was going to come pay me a visit sometime today. I sit there and wonder whether I should follow him or not.

"Guys, I'll be right back," I excuse myself while interrupting Caroline's speech. Cautiously, I make my way outside. It was already really dark outside. I look around for Damon, but I couldn't see him anywhere. My heart was hammering and I had butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I start to walk around the building, only to realize he wasn't there either. Where was he?

"Miss me?" I hear a voice ask from behind me. Startled, I turn around to see Damon standing behind me. He smelt strong of alcohol. I quickly look around to realize no one else was outside, except for us. Oh Lord, what have I done?

Damon was only an inch or so away from me. I try to move out of his way, but he blocks me from doing so. What was he going to do? It was dark, so I couldn't see very well.

"What are you doing here?" I ask weakly. I watch Damon tilts his head to the side. It sent shivers down my spine.

"Why I'm here to see you of course. I've missed you," Damon says in a dangerous tone while taking a step towards me. Holding back a gulp, I take a step backwards. Why did I leave the grill? What the hell was I thinking?

"Why won't you just leave me alone?" I ask in a whisper. I let out a gasp as I back myself up against the grill's wall. It felt cold on my back. Damon now had me cornered.

"Because I can't," Damon mumbles while taking a step closer. I had a small pounding in my head. What did he mean 'he can't'? It didn't make sense.

"Why can't I remember my dreams?" I ask. I may as well try to get some answers.

"Because I don't let you remember them," Damon sighs while pressing his body up against mine. I try to create space between the two of us, but he wouldn't allow it. His lips were only inches from meeting mine.

"That's not fair," I managed to form the words. He seemed to be amused.

"What makes you say that?" Damon asks. I could feel his breath against my face. I had an awful urge to kiss him; yet I didn't understand why. I tried to shove the feeling down, but it wasn't going away.

"Because it's not fair that I don't get to remember my own dreams; especially if they're being forced into my mind," I mumble coldly, trying my best not to brush my lips against his. He just lets out a small chuckle.

"I'll consider it for next time," He mumbles before meeting his lips with mine. At first I was caught totally off guard. It was almost as if the whole world stopped spinning. And to add to my surprise, I kissed him back. I didn't stop him, I just kissed him back.

The kiss starts slow and soft, very soft. It wasn't too long before the soft kiss turned into a hungry kiss. His hands gently cupped my face, while I tugged on his jacket, trying to bring him closer to me. Even though the kiss was fierce and hungry, his lips remained soft.

It wasn't until Damon started to lift my shirt up an inch, did I realize what was happening.

Using all my force, I slap Damon across the face. His lips break from mine and his head snaps back with slap, his expression surprised.

"Don't ever kiss me again?" I cry while wiping my lips with my hand. I could hear him curse under his breath. He sounded mad.

"Why? You kissed me back," Damon snaps back. I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out.

"Just go," I demand while pushing him off me. Even though I could barely see him, I could sense him glaring at me.

"Fine then, but I'll be back," Damon mutters angrily. In a matter of seconds he was gone. I take a few moments to rethink what just happened. Why did I kiss him back? Now he could hold that against me and he knew it! Why didn't I just slap him when his lips met mine?

A few moments pass by. I knew that I would have to go back into the grill at some point. Just as I was about to make my way around the corner, I feel a rough hand grab my wrist and the other hand covers my mouth. I could tell right away that the hand belonged to a man. I try to scream as the man starts to drag me around the corner.

Oh God, this was not good!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH *lets out a big sigh*

Sorry, just wrote that all in one sitting and I am sooooo tired (so please excuse any spelling mistakes) :P

I don't know if any of you noticed, but I changed the rating to T because a few of you mentioned that I should consider changing the rating. I really think fanfiction should have a rating between T and M, just cuz when I think T, I think 12 and up (and I have a younger brother who's 12, and I wouldn't like the thought of him reading stories based on bad, dangerous kidnappers ) :O lol.

Where did all you run off too? About 75 percent of my reviewers all just disappeared and it's scaring me! Thanks to all who reviewed in the previous chapter!

Now I know that not all of you like reviewing, but as an author (and I don't mean this in a bitchy way or anything), I feel that since I spend around 3-5 hours writing a chapter, that readers should take 1-2 minutes just to leave a simple review. Now, you may not all agree, but that's what I believe :O (and please do not take it to offence because I'm not picking at any of you, I'm just simply stating)

Anyways, hope this was an okay chapter! I'm trying to introduce Elena's friends a bit more!

Xoxo – magicangel33