So I just luuuuuuuuuuuuurve Elijah and it's a story I had in my mind so we'll see where it goes! *does a dance* This is an OC character and tho I'm kind of stealing a friend's personality, I'm trying to keep her slightly vague so that you guys can imagine her in your own way and enjoy the story on a personal level instead. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Blissful Awakening

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The sun was bright across her face as she blinked slowly awake, the weight of sleep still on her eyes. Her sheets were soft and warm against her skin as the chilly morning's air came in through the window. The curtains swayed peacefully. She glanced wearily at her alarm and sighed noisily, rolling back over and throwing the sheet over her face.

Then her phone buzzed.

"Ugh…" she murmured, her voice muffled by the sheet. Flinging the sheet back, she pulled her phone off the dresser before covering herself again, protecting herself from the nip of cold.

I think you should obey your alarm.

She could not repress the smile that spread across her face as she read the text. Stretching her limbs, she only snuggled further into the sheets and texted back quickly, tossing her phone onto the opposite pillow.

Sorry, only personal wake-ups accepted.

A moment passed before her phone buzzed again and smiled excitedly, ready for him to appear by the window.

Your mom is coming up the stairs.

She groaned even more as her mother burst into the room precisely two seconds later, yelling. At 7 in the morning.

"Gooood morning!" her mom yelled enthusiastically, ripping off her sheets and tossing a clean towel onto the bed.

"No, go away!" she cried, scrambling to pull the sheets back over herself.

"Nope, it's time to get up. You'll be late."

"Mom I just really can't." she replied, putting her pillow over her face.

"Elijah's downstairs." her mother responded nonchalantly, trying on a necklace from her dresser.

"What?" she screamed as she threw the pillow off her face, jumping from the bed and looking hurriedly for her slippers. The floor was freezing. Her mother only laughed as she left the room, yelling that breakfast was soon.

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He was dressed in a soft blue button-down and tan slacks, his brown leather shoes perfectly polished and gleaming beneath the hems. He had a dish towel thrown over his shoulder and seemed perfectly at ease as he scrambled the eggs in the frying pan. Her heart seemed to flutter every time she peeked over her shoulder at him, almost spilling the orange juice as she turned to look. Her mother sipped casually from a coffee mug as she flipped through the channels on the counter top television. The room was placidly quiet aside from the speedy chatter of the meteorologist.

"Looks like the cold front is staying for another two weeks." her mother mentioned as she turned off the television, sighing. "I feel so weird today! No cleaning, cooking, or driving to do."

Elijah's laugh rumbled lowly in his chest as he scraped the eggs onto a plate and removed a fork from the dish rack.

"I thought you would appreciate the extra help," he replied, his deep voice with the slight accent smooth as he turned to face her mother, "I also think you should worry about getting dressed for work, however. You don't want to be late."

She watched as his pupils contracted and her mother's dilated and she felt slightly guilty but glad because now she could have Elijah to herself.

"Oh my goodness you're so right!" her mom replied in a ditzy fashion, putting her mug down in the sink. "Thank god you're here Elijah, I'd be so late without you."

Her mother went upstairs and she drank some juice before turning to smile at Elijah. He remained turned away, however, rinsing her mother's coffee mug before setting it onto the dish rack. He then proceeded to wash the pan and spatula and she sighed loudly, her smile dropped as she poked the eggs around with her fork.

"Stop playing with your food." he chided bemusedly, knowing he was annoying her.

"I can't eat alone." she returned lamely, grinning lightly at her childishness.

"You're not alone, I'm standing right here." he said as he leaned back onto the counter, his arms outstretched as he smiled.

She huffed petulantly before turning away from him, shifting her plate and table mat. His laughter surprised her for a moment and she smiled when his hands cradled her face from behind, his thumbs smoothing her surely messy brows. She leaned back to smile at him but was disappointed when he only kissed her forehead. He moved away from her suddenly, sitting on a chair opposite her at the table, and her mother bumbled down the stairs with her purse flailing behind her.

"Alright, I have to go but I'm so glad you stopped by Elijah and offered to take Becky." her mother said as she fixed her hair quickly in the mirror by the door.

"It was my pleasure, Mrs. Dawson. We are on our way out as well." he replied as he set the dirty dishes in the sink and took her bag as well as her mother's by the door.

"Becky, sweetheart hurry up, you're going to be late." her mother said finally before stepping out, taking her suitcase from Elijah who stepped outside before dipping his head back in for a moment.

"Ready?"

"Uh, yeah. I'll be right down, I forgot my calculator." she said quickly before racing upstairs, watching her mother drive away from the hallway window. She watched as her mother turned the corner before running into her room and looking around. He was not here.

"Oh my god Elijah…" she muttered in annoyance as she picked up a few stray dollars from her night table and stuffed them in her pocket. Lifting her alarm clock and checking the time she cursed softly and slipped a few bracelets on before turning sharply around, smacking into his chest.

"You called?" he asked, stifling a laugh.

She rubbed her forehead with one hand while wrapping her free arm around his waist. His arms hung loosely around her and she kissed his jaw softly, securing him in her hold.

"You are so annoying." she mumbled into his neck as she breathed in the clean smell of his cologne. She tried to kiss his mouth but he turned his face too quickly, her kiss landing on his cheek instead.

"I'm sure you could go one day without." he teased, enjoying the game too much.

She scoffed before releasing him, shoving his shoulder playfully.

"I'm leaving!" she called as she went down the stairs, knowing he'd probably already started the car before she'd even gotten to the last step.

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University of Mystic Falls was considered the town's pride and joy, a small cluster of gothic collegiate buildings near the edge of town. Though some left to out-of-state schools after graduating high school, many stayed to attend UMF. Whether by choice or tradition, however, was debatable. Freshmen were instantly recognizable in the crowd that moved through the entrance gates, gripping their maps tightly. They floated around campus in a daze and confusion, though many had lived in Mystic Falls their whole lives. She could not be happier that freshmen year was over, smiling as she dug around in the glove compartment for some pens. Though sophomores were still near the bottom of the food chain, it was better than being a freshmen.

Her smile fell, however, when students began to stare in her direction and she began to wish she was invisible. Elijah had a penchant for the finer things in life and it did not stop at apparel. He drove a black Mercedes and it drew a fair amount of attention as most around here drove family hand-me-downs or cheaper makes. She knew she should be over it, but she wasn't particularly fond of having a stare-down on the first day of school.

She was distracted immediately by the sight of Caroline and Klaus a few parking spaces away. Caroline was trying to type something into her phone while Klaus attempted to grab her attention. He was failing miserably as Caroline turned away, huddling into the side of the car as she texted. Her phone buzzed and she figured it was from Caroline. She laughed as Klaus took the phone from Caroline and threw it in the grass beside them, taking her face in his hands and kissing her. Elijah merely raised his brows and stepped out of the car, getting her things from the backseat.

Klaus and Caroline were, quite frankly, inseparable. She had to formulate an elaborate and tricky plan just to get him away from Caroline for a sleepover or shopping trip. Thankfully Elijah valued personal space and would often visit her in the morning then disappear until the next day. He had only recently began texting, preferring to call, and at times he would only text her the whole day. Elijah and Klaus could not be any more different, yet she wished he was more like Klaus. He could be in the presence of Queen Elizabeth herself and Klaus would still kiss Caroline madly in public. He was wild and impulsive, but he had a heart of gold.

Elijah detested PDA and it took a great deal of convincing for him to hold her hand. He was courteous and the epitome of chivalry, but his reservation drove her insane at times. Each had their positives and negatives, however, and she tried to focus on what he was saying as she watched Klaus and Caroline.

"Are you alright, Rebecca?" he asked sweetly, handing her her books.

"Yeah yeah, I'm fine," she replied back distractedly, looking back at him with a smile, "just nervous about math."

She really had to stop using math and anything related as an excuse.

Elijah looked up at them and she felt her cheeks redden. He had caught her staring and she knew he disliked being compared against his brother. She cleared her throat and stepped out of the car, closing the door, but found herself trapped by Elijah's arms on either side of her. He pressed his forehead against hers and he exhaled before hugging her close to him, kissing her softly. He pulled away but she placed her hand behind his neck, pulling him back.

Her phone vibrated frantically and they broke apart reluctantly, a message from Caroline appearing on the screen.

Hey lovebird, class starts in 5!

Before she could even blink, Elijah had disappeared and she stepped away from the Mercedes as it began to move backwards. She had barely breathed out a goodbye when he was gone, and she turned around, disheartened as she walked to class.

Caroline met her halfway and apologized for the earlier spectacle.

"We haven't seen each other in a couple of days." she said with a small laugh, her cheeks slightly pink.

"Almost made me puke my breakfast."

They both laughed as they sat down beside each other in the lecture hall, and she flipped her notebook open the first page. As she clicked her pen, she noticed the first page had already been used and she smiled as she read the elegant cursive, the letters flowing delicately across the sheet.

Doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.

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