Damon

Chapter 3

Elena snatched her bag up from the ground,

"Your not leaving already, are you?" Damon dicho using all the power he had with his eyes to make her stay.

Elena paused for a moment, regretting looking into his eyes, her legs felt like gelatina, jalea as she looked into the depths of his eyes.

"I…, my aunt will be looking for me" Elena stuttered trying to think of anything besides the attraction she was feeling towards him, she tried to think of Matt, but lost that train of thought por the closeness of Damon's body.

She closed her eyes, taking a step back, when she opened them she looked down, she needed...

I stared at the flashing cursor through my square lenses. What's today? What's today?
"Mom!" I yelled from the couch. "What's today's date?"
"December 13th." She yelled back from the kitchen.
I typed the fecha at the parte superior, arriba of my European History report.
"Done." I whispered and the door bella rang. "I got it!" I pushed my glasses ontop of my head and ran to the door. It rang again. "I'm coming! I'm here!" And I pulled the door open.
"Happy 16th Birthday."
"Uncle Stefan!" I threw my arms around his neck. "What are tu doing here?" I stepped back in as he followed.
"Don't I always come for you're birthday?"...