"Elena, honey, go get me another drink!" the blonde called at her best friend from across the dance floor. Caroline Forbes was the typical party girl. She would go to 'The Fall' every night and get drunk till she couldn't remember her own name. Elena Gilbert was always the one to take care of her at the end of the night and get her home safe; that is if Caroline didn't find some random guy and go over to his place instead.

"Why don't you get it yourself?" Elena yelled back from her seat in the dark corner of the club. She hated nights like these.

She usually stayed at home and Rebekah Mikaelson would go out with Caroline instead. Elena didn't really know why she and Caroline were best friends, to be honest. They were nothing alike. Caroline spent her nights out partying while Elena usually stayed home and worked.

She was a 24 year old writer for a not-so-famous magazine. She loved writing and she really needed the money. Ever since her parents died, and considering the fact she doesn't have any relatives, she was left all alone. Her parents died a long time ago and it didn't bother her that much anymore. She was 18 when their car crashed and she was the only one that survived. Ever since then she worked for her own money and was a responsible adult.

"Oh would you just go and get it! I'm a little busy over here if you didn't notice!" Caroline said pulling away from the guy she was dancing with. Elena rolled her eyes as she got up from her seat and headed towards the bar.

"One 'sex on the beach'." Elena said to the bartender as she placed herself on the seat while she waited for the drink.

She glanced over to where Caroline was and spotted her and a hot blond guy making out. Rolling her eyes she called out to the bartender once more "Make that two!" There was only one way she was going to make it through this night and it involved alcohol.

"Bummer, I was just about to offer you a drink myself." A husky voice spoke next to her.

She turned her head and saw him.

Had he really not changed at all? Yes, he was even more handsome than she remembered, but she instantly saw that he was still the same Damon Salvatore as he was back in Mystic High.

She remembered how he acted towards her back in high school like it was yesterday. First-rate jackass was a way to describe it.

She and Bonnie, her best childhood friend, were not amongst the popular kids in Mystic High. They weren't rich and they didn't own huge mansions and expensive clothes. When it came to beauty they weren't exactly the best looking girls in the school.

Both Elena and Bonnie had terrible skin and wore braces. Elena's mom kept telling them that it's 'just a part of puberty' and that it will 'go away soon' and it did. They just didn't believe her at the time. Apparently that's part of puberty, too.

But when it came to parties they knew how to have a good time. That's why they weren't 'total losers', as Bonnie would say.

Damon Salvatore, on the other hand, was loaded and the hottest guy in the school. His father owned a huge company and everyone wanted to be his friend.

Girls would fall head over heels for him and guys would envy him. But who could blame them? No human being could resist those baby blue eyes, and that devilish smirk of his. Elena, along with every other girl in the school, had a huge crush on him.

Then one day, word got out that Damon was throwing a party and, oddly enough, Elena and Bonnie were invited. The girls screeched of happiness and headed to Elena's house right after school to decide what to wear.

"The blue one. Definitely." The dark skinned girl said to her friend.

"Are you sure? I think it's a little too short." Elena said pouting a little. She was wearing a blue cocktail dress that hugged her curves perfectly. She was showing some major cleavage and it bothered her a bit. She wasn't used to wearing dresses like these, or dresses at all, for that matter. She was completely fine with a pair of skinny jeans and an over-sized t shirt.

"That's the whole point." Bonnie said laughing.

Elena rolled her eyes sarcastically and went to find a dress for her friend.

After a couple of hours the girls arrived at the Salvatore boarding house. The house was basically shaking from all the music inside of it.

"Wow."

"Yeah. Wow."

They both stood there, sunned. This was the first party Damon threw and invited them to. Of course they would be excited.

"Well hello there, ladies."

She would recognize that voice anywhere. It was Damon.

They both turned around and smiled at the guy wearing a leather jacket and dark jeans.

"Hi." Elena said as she waved awkwardly. Was she blushing? No, Elena! Get yourself together! He is just a guy, you can handle this. She told herself as Bonnie greeted Damon.

"Hey, um, Elena, would you like to go on a tour of the house with me?"

Wait. Is Damon Salvatore seriously asking her, Elena Gilbert, of all people, to go on a tour of his house with just him and no one else? This seemed too good to be true. She agreed with a smile and she hooked her arm through his as they headed up the stairs.

"I'm used to women being starstruck when seeing me, but this is just a little strange." He said with that arrogant smirk across his face.

Oh shit! How long was she out?

"I'm sorry," she said laughing a little bit, "I guess I was a little caught up in my thoughts to even notice you're here." The laugh was gone and she was cold towards him now. He deserved this after what he did to her.

"Ooh feisty now, are we?" his smirk was still there and she wanted to punch him and wipe it off his face.

"Sorry I haven't really introduced myself. I'm Da-"

"I know who you are." She cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

"In a good way or bad way?" the tiniest laugh escaped his lips and she shook her head laughing dryly.

"If you haven't figured it out by now, I'm not interested." She said to him and his smile faded, "So you can just run along now and find some dumb bimbo who's willing to jump in bed with a guy she just met."

And with that she grabbed her drinks and headed towards her friend who was now sitting at a table drunk as a skunk.

AN: Hello lovely readers! If you're reading this that means you've made it through the chapter and I love you already! Ok as for the story; I honestly don't know where I'm going with this, BUT I do know some things and those are;

Damon and Elena will meet again (obviously since this is a Delena fic lol), I will finish the flashback to their teenage years and you will see why Elena hates (or strongly dislikes) Damon so much and it won't be pretty, trust me.

Aaaaaaand just so you know, Damon didn't recognize Elena when he saw her at the bar because Elena is muchmuchmuch prettier now and I mean let's face it, Damon is Damon. So it's not such a surprise he doesn't remember a girl he...*I'm not gonna tell you cause you might find out what happens next*

Until next time lovely readers! Please review and give me your opinion :) xx