A/N: I'm thinking I might take a break from this story until the new season comes out... Not sure yet. I have a one shot that I want to make into a bigger story... (: But here's a new chapter for you! Tell me if you like where this is going, or where DO you think this is going? I'd love to hear from y'all!

"So we have History together, and English, and Biology... what do you have after lunch?" A voice asks from behind me in line. I turn around, tray in hand at the cafeteria counter to find the owner of the voice.

God he's beautiful. "Oh hey, yeah, I didn't notice I had a stalker." I wink playfully and turn back around, picking up an apple and continuing through the line.

"I'm stalking you?" He laughed, eyes twinkling. "Aren't you the one who walked into me coming out of the boy's washroom?"

I feel the blood rush to my cheeks and I turn around again to hide it. Shaking my head, I still couldn't help but grin. "I told you not to ask."

"I know, I didn't ask." He smiled and grabbed a tray of his own, heading to the other end of the line. I paid and then hesitated. I look out over the caf and see Bonnie and Caroline already eating, gushing over what had happened in the morning of their first day of senior year. It was a big deal... I just wanted to run over there and ask them if they'd seen this beautiful guy. They must have, it wasn't a large school by any means. At the same time, there was Stefan, inching down the line... He probably doesn't have any friends here yet, I supposed it would be nice of me to invite him to lunch... I know I'm just trying to convince myself but damn...

I walk over to where he's now selecting his very own apple, and pause, suddenly becoming shy. After a deep breath I shake myself off and go on to continue small talk. Small talk, which unfortunately turns into me blurting, "Do you want to sit with us?" I scold myself internally, kicking myself in all areas.

He chuckles again and smiles. "Sure, are those your friends?" He points to the two girls who are now staring, open mouthed and curious.

I have to shake myself again, brace for questions later... "Yeah, those weirdos over there," I joke, knowing very well that they've probably been watching for a few minutes now, and he's definitely noticed.

The rest of lunch is filled with stunned silences from my friends, strange small talk fillers from Stefan, and constant worrying over where I've left my cheerleading uniform... The old team is supposed to meet today to prepare for tryouts next week... Where is it...

I groan internally when I realize where it is. "Guys, I'll be right back," I say hurriedly, and rush from the table leaving my tray and bag where they are.

I run to the boy's washroom and burst in, not caring who's in there. A niner at a urinal freezes up, zips, and runs out of the room in a panic. I take no notice of that as I look around. It's not here...

Freaking out a little inside, I run back out into the hall and the door hits another surprised adolescent. Matt.

"Oh." Pause. "Hey." The tension is overwhelming.

"Hey," I say, equally as awkwardly. "How's your first day going?"

He pauses again, staring at me. "So is that new guy why you broke up with me?"

I'm stunned. The conversation is a blur and I've headed off in search of my uniform yet again.

"I grabbed this for you," a bag is thrown in front of me and I halt in my steps, looking up again at Stefan, who's holding it out for me.

"Thanks... what time is it?" Suddenly very aware of what I've been doing. And that's nothing and I'm not sure for how long.

Again, school rushes by in a blur, I have one more class with Stefan. Gym. Then I'm outside on the field, wearing an extra uniform left over by a cheerleader last year.

We go over routines, discuss new routines, some way to get the new year kicked off with an extra special dose of school spirit. It's fun, and my mind has gotten off of things until I see someone running on the track... No...

Stefan nods in my direction and then continues to run. A smaller boy is in the lane beside him, jumping over hurdles. He leaps and clears them like a gazelle. I'm impressed... But my attention still sticks on Stefan. His muscles are defined under his muscle shirt and he's fast.

"Elena," Caroline elbows me. Ow... "Elena, pay attention." She's pissed.

I look over to the group, planning to pretend I've been paying attention the whole time, but I found them all staring at me.

"So who's he?" One of the sophomores winked.

"New kid, he's in like all of my classes," I try to keep down my grin but fail.

We all look over to watch Stefan, he's pulled over the bleachers and it drinking from his water bottle. He throws the rest of the bottles liquid over his hair before shaking it off. We're all watching.

I'm drawn out of my thought (or lack of thoughts) when I feel another elbow hit my ribs. "Ow! Caroline!" I start, but she interrupts me.

"Isn't that the guy from the party?"

I look out towards where she's pointing, the parking lot. There's a car there that must have come from a dream. As I look it over, the vision comes running back to me. Not a dream... No. I was just drunk off my ass. I feel myself blush again as embarrassment from the last time I'd run into Damon sweeps over. "I've gotta go guys," I say quickly, collect myself and take off. I almost trip over a Crow that's pecking at the ground on my way.

"Get in," is all he says when I make it to him.

"What?"

"Get in," he smiles with a playful roll of his eyes, "Please."

I can't help but giggle as I climb inside the passenger door, he shuts it smoothly behind me.

"So you're a cheerleader," he grins once he has the car backing up to leave. "Hot."

His expression melts me in every way. I almost can't respond. "You should come watch one of our games." Honestly, that really was the best I could do.

He only smiles at me as we continue down the road. After a moment, it occurs to me that I have no idea where he's taking me. I've never seen his road before...