Here you go! A third one for today! I know that the previous chapter was short, even by my standards so I decided to give you guys this one as well. All my love, OA.

Chapter 7: College life.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the characters in this story. There owned by The CW, CBS Studios and the companies that work with the network. Any dialogue and or story likeness is coincidental and not intended to offend anyone.

Three years passed and now we are in different positions. I am know the freshmen at Columbia while Caroline is a nurse at New York General, Stefan has gone on to Princeton to do a PhD in Biochemistry and Damon stayed at Columbia to study Law.

During that time Damon and I became closer than ever. And we had the same groups of friends. I knew and hanged out with his Law buddies and he knew and hanged out with my pre-law ones. I remember at times telling him that he didn't need to spend so much time with my friends and to which he smiled and said "But you are my best bud, hun. What do you want me to do, be a super bad best friend and forget all about you?" He had his cocky "I will get what I want" smile so I just shoved him hard and he had to use his hand to not end up completely lying down in the grass. He just laughed and hugged me tight making me squirm and just kissed the back of my neck which he knew was my weak tickling spot.

To anyone outside my group of friends and his, we would seem like a couple but we weren't. We saw each other like brother and sister and best friends. There were no secrets between us and we gave each other advice. I also tended to be his main wing woman.

At that point in time he was the only person that could touch me so freely and I wouldn't flinch. I had told the family my past about a year after I was with them and about a week after I had told Damon. He was holding my hand while I told them and I was glad that none of them had looked at me with pity. On the contrary, they looked at me like I was the strongest person in the world. After that I had learned to be able to let them give me a quick peck on the cheek or a quick hug, but none-so freely as Damon.

I don't know why but it felt natural and fine that he touched me and he was so gentle and careful with the way he did. We had talked about that and he told me that he would help me open up to touch more. He was the one that helped get the ability to shake people's hands when I met them or to accept a small kiss or hug from my friends. Something that no one knew about was that Damon was the one that took me to a club for the first time and taught me how to dance every possible dance that existed, including very, and I mean bodies glued together, close romantic dances.

Another thing that Damon was my first was in kissing. I know what you are all thinking and it was as awkward as it sounds. I was in my junior year in high school and I really liked this guy, so Damon had already taught me how to kiss and how to get comfortable with hand holding but he was completely opposed to teaching me how to kiss, mouth kiss I mean.

"No, no, NO! Absolutely not! You are my baby sister for crying out loud! That would be…. No it would be just wrong. Like I am betraying the fact that I promised your dad that I would protect you! It would be like using you! NO!" He was flustered, I had never seen him like that, pacing around with an angry / scared look in his eye.

"Oh come on Damon, you know that we are not blood related and that this is nothing more than a lesson. You did promise me to help me get better at relationships with people and this is just part of it. Besides didn't you promise to protect me? Well if I go and do it with someone else and I get hurt it is all in your conscious!" I knew it was low to play the guilt card on him but I was desperate since I really liked Kol and I didn't want to make a fool of myself.

"Are you that desperate that you would play the guilt card? Come on hun, please don't make me do this?" he had his puppy dog eyes at full work here and I was tempted for a second to let him off the hook but remember why I needed this so desperately.

"Come on it won't kill you. It's just a quick peck." I smiled deviously at him cause I knew that I had just won the battle.

"You are impossibly stubborn you know!" He said in exasperation as he sat beside me. "Ok so if I am forced to do this I am going to do this the right way. You are not to have a French kiss at all, understood." I nodded my head. I was so with him on that I had never intended to have a French kiss with anyone, not even my husband if I ever got married. God no.

"OK so here goes nothing." I watched as he slowly lifted his hand and caressed my cheek. I didn't know why but I was excited and nervous all at the same time. It was my first kiss, even if it was with my not-blood-related-brother. He gently let it slide to my hair and cupped the back of my head, tilting my head to the right angle. He slowly started to lean forward, giving me time to back out if I wanted to. I could feel his breath on my mouth and I unconsciously closed my eyes.

Then I felt his lips on mine, and that kiss was perfect. It wasn't slobbering and it had a perfect amount of pressure. He gently teased at me a little and then slowly moved his lips against mine. I quickly matched his rhythm and I felt him pulling me closer as my hand ended up around his neck and in his hair.

Then we separated needing air. I felt overwhelmed. I had never done anything remotely similar to it. It was the most intimate touch that I had felt in my life and it sent fear through me. Was kissing giving a little bit of you to the other person?

Once I finished my inner tumult and decided that it wasn't really bad, that it was something that I could get used to, I looked up to find that I was alone.

After that kiss, we went back to normal and we never talked about that ever again. Although I do have to say that I was able to kiss the guy, who turned out to be a jerk, and a couple of other latter on.

I finished college and went on to follow my brother's footsteps and went to Princeton for Law School. Graduated top of my class and had a cheering squad family when I went to get my diploma.

...MET...

SO should I start making things interesting now or should i keep the slow burning of our leads?