Elena's POV

"Good morning I'm-"

"Elena Gilbert. I see the name tag," the man at the front desk in the admissions office had told her impatiently. He looked like a senior. Most likely failing his classes or needing this volunteer work to make his resume look good. "Look at this camera please," he pointed to the lens on top of his computer not even glancing at her. "Smile, one two three," he snapped the picture and handed her a student card with her face on it. "This card will get you into your room at Whitmore Hall and any buildings on campus. Your room number is 3303. Next," he waved to the next person in line.

Elena looked at the card and then the building.

This was her new start. She had to get away from her home life. Her parents had both died in a car accident bringing her home from a party. Her brother Jeremy was a year younger and couldn't get himself into shape. He was getting drunk and high as often as he could. Her aunt Jenna, their sole guardian had to figure things out without Elena. She had offered to stay and help, but Jenna had practically shoved her out the door telling her to go live her life. So here she was.

She didn't really have friends at home.. just one or two she occasionally talked to. Her brother and her were sort of loners. Elena was excited to be here at Whitmore. She could change her life entirely. Make friends possibly.

"Hey!" Someone shoved their shoulder into her arm almost running by. "Watch it!" The girl claimed.

"Ignore Rebekah," a girls voice claimed behind her. Elena turned. A woman a little taller than her with blonde hair smiled. "My sister's a bitch," she smiled. "I'm Caroline," she smiled.

She was perky. Too perky. But, she was the first nice person she had met at Whitmore, so Elena went with it.

"I'm Elena," she smiled back.

"Are you a freshman? Where's your room.." she droned on and on. Their rooms were just down the hall from one another, so looked like Elena had found a friend.

"Hey I heard there's a party tonight at one of the frat houses do you wanna go with me?" she asked grinning. Damn. Elena had never seen so many teeth.

"I don't know. That's not really my scene," Elena shrugged.

"Oh come on please? I'm going, and I have a couple people I could introduce you to," Caroline suggested. Elena thought. If she could find friends right off the bat, this year wouldn't be so hard. A blank slate. Take it, Elena, she thought.

"Okay, I guess it sounds kinda fun," she smiled at Caroline. "I'm gonna go unpack in my room. Stop by around nine?" She asked. Caroline nodded.

"Oh, who's your roommate?" She asked.

"Don't have one, you?"

"My friend from my hometown. Her name is Bonnie, us three will be the best of friends," she smiled with a squeal.

"Can't wait," Elena smiled inwardly rolling her eyes. Caroline was nice, but she was a little much sometimes.

Once she was in her room, she crashed on her bed for about ten minutes before getting up and beginning to unpack.

Before she knew it, Caroline was knocking on her door. Elena opened and Caroline dragged another girl into the room. She was beautiful. About 5'2" with mocha skin and dark long hair.

"You're not ready!" Caroline nearly gasped.

"Hey, I'm Bonnie," the girl stuck out her hand a little more mellow than Caroline.

"You need a dress. I will fix this!" Caroline nearly ran to Elena's closet searching through her clothes.

"I was gonna change," Elena shrugged before turning to Bonnie. "Is she always like this?" She asked.

"Yes, but you'll learn to love her. She's an amazing person," Bonnie smiled.

"You have nothing. I'll be right back.." Caroline sighed trotting to her room before coming back with a dress.

"I feel like you would look good in black," Caroline held up a dress. It was a skin tight black sleeveless dress that looked like it would barely make it under her butt.

"Are you sure I would look good in that for a party?" Elena asked.

"It's a party, Elena. Outfits are supposed to be slutty," Caroline laughed handing her the dress. Elena nodded taking the dress to the bathroom.

After changing, she kept pulling on the dress trying to hide at least some of her boob and butt. She had to admit though... she looked slutty. Darkening her eyeshadow and applying mascara, Elena walked out tugging on her dress.

"Stop pulling on it, its supposed to be like that, see?" She gestured to her yellow dress and Bonnie's black and purple dress. Elena walked to her closet pulling out her black heels that laced up her calves and slid them on. Caroline gasped. "I knew you had style," she smiled handing her a clutch.

"Let's go," Bonnie smiled waving out the door. Elena nodded talking to the two of them the walk there. Bonnie's boyfriend was in the frat house that the party was hosted in, and so was Caroline's boyfriend.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Caroline asked.

"No.. I've only had one from Sophomore year to Junior year, his name was Matt," Elena nodded.

"What happened?" Bonnie asked.

"My parents died.." Elena answered after a long pause. Silence passed between the three. "Yeah that's usually a great conversation stopper," Elena chuckled.

"Can I ask what happened?" Caroline asked.

"Care!" Bonnie made a face at her telling her to shut up.

"No it's okay it happened two years ago. I uh was at a party. I was drunk and called my parents to come pick me up. My parents accidentally hit a patch of ice and the car went off a bridge into the river. The police got to me in time. I used to be a swimmer, so my lungs were really strong. I was the only one alive when they got to me," she answered. "I came here to start over though," Elena smiled trying to get off the touchy subject.

"Wow, you witnessed it?" Bonnie breathed. "I'm- I'm so sorry.." she rested a hand on Elena's shoulder. Elena smiled nodding in appreciation.

"I think you need to get drunk tonight, and start over you shall!" Caroline smiled.

"I don't think I should get dru-"

"Ah!" Caroline interrupted. "You're getting drunk, Elena," she smiled. Elena sighed.

"Okay," she agreed with a nod.

"Care, love!" A British male voice came from the house as they approached it. He ran to Caroline swooping her up in his arms and kissing her.

"He's British?" Elena's eyes widened at Bonnie's.

"So is mine," she wiggled her eyebrows.

"So, this is Elena?" He asked swinging his arm around Carolines neck and looking straight at Elena. She had to admit she liked the way he said her name. He stuck his hand out smiling. "Nicklaus Mikaelson," Elena's eyes scrunched up at the strange name but she shook. "I know strange name, just call me Nick or Klaus, either one works," he smiled.

"Elena Gilbert," she smiled. He seemed edgy, but she could see in his eyes that he loved Caroline dearly.

"Don't forget me," another British male voice came from behind her. A dark haired man smiled kissing Bonnie's cheek. "Hey, babe," Bonnie smiled kissing him sweetly. "Lorenzo St. John, call me Enzo," he nodded at Elena.

"What are you still doing out there get inside!" A cute dirty blonde haired guy with his shirt unbuttoned all the way waved at them to come inside.

"You'll have to forgive him, Stefan is quite the party animal," Nick commented at Elena.

"Nah it's okay, it's kinda cold out here anyways!" She nodded as Caroline looped her arm around Elena's.

"Speaking of Stefan, you still have to meet him. He's one of my closest friends. He's a really great guy, he's just really drunk right now, but I'm not sure you'll mind when you're also dr-"

"Are you trying to play match maker, Caroline?" Elena exclaimed. "Please don't and let me just test the waters," she smiled grabbing her hand.

"Ugh fine! I'm just saying he's a really great guy!"

"I'm sure he is, but tonight is about fun, so whomever I have fun with... well I guess we'll just have to find out what happens!" Elena laughed. She turned to Bonnie. "Don't let me leave with anybody, please?" She asked quietly.

"Of course!" Bonnie smiled. "I'll keep an eye on you," she promised.

As they walked into the party, Elena's arms were linked with Caroline and Bonnie. It was loud and most of the guys weren't wearing shirts. Some of the girls had somehow lost their shirt and were just dancing in their bras. The frat house was packed with people. Mostly upperclassmen which intimidated Elena a little bit. Nick and Enzo seemed nice and they were both juniors, so maybe others were just as nice.

"Let's dance," Nick grabbed Caroline by the ass kissing her before taking her by the wrist to the dance floor.

"Bonnie," another British man came up to her. "Have you seen my sister?"

"Which one?" She asked.

"Caroline.." he answered looking around.

"She's dancing with Nick over there," she pointed.

"Ah, well whenever Nick's hands aren't on my sister's ass would you mind getting me? Her mother and my father are leaving for England soon and they would like to say goodbye," he smiled before glancing to Elena.

"Yeah sure!" Bonnie agreed. Enzo leaned in to whisper something in her ear. "Elena you good? Enzo and I are gonna go get a drink!" Elena nodded a little more than nervous now.

As soon as they left Elena was standing there with Caroline's brother who was very handsome.

"You're Caroline's brother?" Elena asked trying to start up a conversation.

"Yes," he held out his hand. "Elijah Mikaelson," he smiled.

"Wait but Nick's last name is-"

"Ah yes the awkward family dating family talk. No they're not related, Nick is my half brother. My father has no legal rights to him because my mother had an affair, so he lives with her. Caroline's mother married my father last year. The Forbes' had been family friends for years, so Caroline and Nick were dating before our parents had ever started talking. It's all a vary confusing mess," he chuckled.

"It makes sense though," Elena nodded. "Do you have any other siblings?" She asked.

"Yes two actually. Finn is the eldest. He's married with children in England," he pointed to the bar to a skinny dirty blonde with intense eyes sitting next to a dark haired guy with his back to her. "And that is Kol sitting next to the Salvatore brothers," he nodded.

"The Salvatore brothers?" She asked.

"Here I'll introduce you. Stefan is the nice one. He's a freshman this year and his elder brother is a senior this year," he smiled offering his arm. Elena took it. He was such a gentleman.

"Kol, this is Elena Gilbert," he smiled. Elena stuck out her hand to shake it, but Kol looked intently at her hand, narrowed his eyes and turned around. Elena looked confused.

"I'll take it," the sandy haired man next to him said taking her hand and shaking it. "He's just being a dick. Stefan Salvatore," he smiled introducing himself.

"Ah you're Caroline's friend?" She asked. He was extremely cute.

"Brother, please," the other brother leaned in whispering something about the proper way to talk to women. He turned and faced her. Elena blinked a couple times. He was beyond gorgeous. Dark hair covered his forehead tousled as if he had just had sex. His extremely icy blue eyes cut into hers as if he could look straight through her. "Damon Salvatore," he stuck his hand out. Elena grabbed it as he brought it to his lips kissing it.

"I need a drink," she looked to Elijah.

"Yes right away," Elijah smiled as Elena stepped back following him.

"Save me a dance!" Damon shouted.

Elena didn't turn around to answer him, she just kept walking.

As soon as Elena found the nearest keg, she grabbed a cup, filled it to the top and downed it.

"Damn," Elijah claimed shaking his head as she filled it up again downing a second cup. "Slow down, missy," he smiled. Elena shrugged.

"I told myself I'd let loose tonight since I'm always so uptight so here I am," she shrugged once more filling up her third cup of beer.

"You need something a little stronger then," he smiled walking her over to where the expensive bottles were in the bar area. "What kind of-"

"Tequila." Elena said straight up. She was more of a Malibu kind of person, but here she was about to take a tequila shot. Looking at his phone, he nodded.

"I'll be right back. That was Bonnie. I have to talk to Caroline really fast," he smiled. "Don't move okay?" He asked. Elena nodded grabbing the tequila and pouring herself a shot. Another shot glass slid into her view.

"Pour me one?" She looked up. Damon. Elena nodded.

"Sure," she said pouring him a shot.

"Together?" He asked.

"Why the hell not," Elena shrugged. He counted to three and they took the shots. Elena made a face as he just sat there. "How can you stand the burn?" She asked.

"I'm a bourbon drinker," he shrugged.

"Isn't that drink a little old for you?" She asked.

"I'm twenty one, basically a grandpa," he laughed at his own joke before looking her up and down. "Freshman?" He asked.

"Yeah, Caroline Forbes dragged me here." Damon made a face. "Do you not like Caroline?" Elena asked.

"Who does?" He asked.

"Hey, rude," she shoved his arm a little.

"Sorry. She's just a control freak. I like easy going women. I don't get whipped like Nick over there," he laughed.

"No girlfriend?" She asked.

"Open relationship," he smiled raising an eyebrow. Elena stopped dead in her tracks. That's where she should draw the line. Open relationship had caution tape all over it in her brain.

Pouring herself another shot, he took the bottle from her pouring him another one too.

Throwing her head back, she made another face.

"You don't drink a lot do you?" He asked. Elena shook her head. The last time she drank was the night her parents had died. Thinking it was her fault, she hadn't touched a bottle since. If only her parents could look at her now. Shaking her head, she poured another shot throwing it back, and then poured another one doing the same. "Damn," Damon laughed. This night wasn't about her parents. It was about her having fun and starting over.

Grabbing his hand, she pulled Damon off his seat.

"Come on. I want to dance," she laughed pulling him. He followed her with his hands on her waist. She knew this would end bad, but she didn't care. Bonnie had her back. This was a fun night, after all.

They dirty danced for about twenty minutes grinding on one another and touching one another. Elena had somehow gotten his shirt all the way unbuttoned, and let me tell you.. that was a sight itself. Elena's fingers roamed his torso dancing from his pecs down to his abs and to his muscular back.

Damon would occasionally grab a strangers beer drinking and letting her have some as well until they were both wasted beyond saving.

Once the ninth song ended, Damon stopped dancing.

"God I'm exhausted," he smiled. His hair was even more tousled from Elena and damp with sweat.

"Less talking, more dancing," Elena leaned her head back bouncing to the beat as their sweaty bodies collided from time to time.

Her hands roamed his torso as he clutched her ass squeezing as if it belonged to him.

"Elena!"

Elena looked over to Bonnie who was crossing her arms.

"What?" She asked.

"Hey, Bon Bon," Damon smiled letting Elena out of his grasp.

"Have fun, but not with him," she grabbed her wrist.

"Buzz kill!" He yelled after her.

"Bite me, Damon!" She yelled back.

"You two know each other?" Elena slurred. Pretty soon she looked up and Caroline was standing in front of her.

"Code DWD," Bonnie claimed. Caroline gasped.

"We gotta get her out of here now! Come on, honey, let's get you to bed," Caroline looped her arm around Elena's as Bonnie did the same.

"What's WWD?" She squinted at Bonnie.

"DWD is drunk with Damon! Not a good combo," she shook her head.

"Did you guys ever-"

"No! God no!" Bonnie laughed. "He's friends with Enzo, and I've seen it happen to so many good women," she added.

"We were just having fun," Elena shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal.

"You're not in your right mind, dear," Caroline suggested. Pretty soon, they were back in Elena's room. Caroline helped her get into her pajamas and then bed.

"Text me when you wake up do you understand?" Bonnie asked. Elena nodded. "There's Tylenol and water by the nightstand when you wake up!" Bonnie yelled on the way out. Elena barely heard it as she drifted off to sleep.

Waking up the next morning, Elena groaned. Her head pounded from the night before. She could barely remember what happened. All she could remember was dirty dancing with that Salvatore guy, then it was all blurry from there.

Looking to her nightstand, she saw Tylenol and took it with the glass of water. She could almost feel the blood pumping throughout her head it hurt that bad.

Looking at her phone, she saw six missed calls from Caroline and one from Bonnie. She texted Caroline saying she was up and fine. When she clicked send, Elena heard a knock on her door. Getting up, she opened it to none other than Caroline and Bonnie.

"Well it's about time!" Caroline almost yelled. Elena squinted her eyes as the yelling hurt her head.

"You look awful," Bonnie laughed a little.

"There's a reason I don't drink," Elena sighed walking back in to her dorm.

"Well it's a good thing we came by!" Caroline smiled. "We were just headed to get some coffee. Do you want to come?" She asked. Elena nodded.

"Coffee actually sounds amazing right now," Elena smiled.

As they were walking to Starbucks, Elena questioned Bonnie about why they hated Damon Salvatore. She had dirty danced with him all night last night and wanted to know the deal with him. Didn't she deserve the truth about him?

"Damon is a man slut who preys on the underclassmen who don't know any better," Caroline sighed. Elena eyed Caroline. "Not that I'm saying you don't know any better. Just that you were drunk and vulnerable, and he manipulated you."

Elena looked down. She didn't really remember everything that night, so she hadn't known if he had made a move or kissed her or anything.

"Does he live on campus?" Elena asked.

"No, him and his brother live in a mansion just outside of Whitmore," Bonnie chimed in.

"Ah, so he's one of the stuck up, filthy rich kids?" Elena asked.

"Yes and no," Bonnie shrugged. "I heard him and Enzo talking about how his parents had cut him off and possibly kick him out. Told him to get a job, so he's looking to buy a bar and own it to 'get by'," she stated with implied quotations.

"Couldn't he just get a job at a bar instead?" Elena laughed.

"Not enough money for him," Bonnie said with a shrug.

"He's spoiled." Caroline added. "Gets everything he wants. His brother on the other hand is quite the opposite," she smiled.

As they reached Starbucks, they all ordered drinks, and left with them continuing to talk. Once they reached their dorms, they all said goodbye and went on to start the first school day.

Opening the door to her dorm, Elena gasped seeing someone standing next to her bed.

"Damon!" She yelled at him. He turned to face her. "What the hell are you doing here?" She asked confused. Two out of five of his suitcases were unzipped on top of her bed.

"Damn. I guess it's fate," he said dripping with sarcasm. "Hey roomie," he flashed her a smile.

*hey guys I hope you liked the first chapter of this story! I'll probably change the title later on I'm not sure if I like it or not but oh well for now. Please comment and like if you enjoyed it! I would really appreciate it! Thank you so much for reading! New chapters will be posted soon I promise! -Syd*

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