Traitor Chapter 2

Traitor Chapter 2

A/N: Here's the second chap! I hope enjoy!!

Mary yawned as she lazily got out of bed and went to go get dressed for another day at school. But every so often, her mind would flicker back to a black haired boy with swimming blue eyes that make you drown If you stare into them for long. "I can't believe it. Am I falling for this guy that I just met?" she said to herself as she brushed out her mattered hair, locks of curly brown falling down and resting neatly on her back. 

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Damon smirked to himself as he got ready. He was dressed in his usual black clothing: black shirt, black boots, black pants, and a leather jacket. His mind kept drifting back to that brown-haired girl that he played like a toy yesterday at school. "Ha, I bet she can't stop thinking about me. Well, that's the affect I have on everybody. No one can resist my charm."

Damon took one last look at his room before transforming into a black crow and taking flight, going to Mystic Falls High.

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Mary hopped eagerly out of her car and walked towards the school grounds, seeing almost everybody hanging outside and just a few people lounging around inside. Her eyes scanned the area, looking for somebody she knew was there. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him. Wearing all black and his signature smirk, Damon was leaning against the building and pushes himself when he saw Mary approaching him. "I was hoping you'd be here." she smiled as her heart exploded with endless flutters of different colored butterflies. Damon smiled as he took her hand and spoke something in Italian. Mary looked at him confused. "It means "good morning sweetheart".

"Oh, uh thank you. It was really sweet." Mary was now turning into a ripe tomato right before Damon's eyes. He just smirked and pulled her close to his rock hard body. "What's with the blush, darling?"

Mary giggled a little as she looked up into his handsome face. His smile captivated her, marveled her, made her feel like her life was completely and utterly complete. Damon ran his fingers through her beautiful chocolatey hair, smoothing out the curls and looking deep into her eyes, feeling a twinge inside his stomach that he hadn't felt in a very long time. What's wrong with me? I'm not supposed to feel like this! he thought angrily to himself. He lightly tore his hands away from Mary, making an excuse about being late for class and walked off.

Mary stared at his retreating form in confusion, not knowing what to make of this new behavior. "What's with him?" she asked herself as she grabbed her stuff and went to class.

The clock ticked by slowly for Mary. She was anxious to get to second period to see what was bothering Damon. The bell rang, and Mary grabbed her stuff and bolted out the door, wanting to get some answers for the way he acted.

She walked into History class and Damon was there, flashing her his famous grin. Mary couldn't help but smile back. God, he wad gorgeous when he smiled. She took her seat next to him and was about to speak but Damon beat her to it. "I'm sorry for the way I stormed off earlier. It was completely uncalled for and I apologize."

Mary nodded, too stunned to speak. "It's ok. I forgive you." Mary reached her arms out to hug him but he pulled away. 

"Class is about to start." he muttered, turning his attention away from Mary. He couldn't believe he felt this way about a human girl, and he hated every minute of it. He wanted to flip the switch and shut his feelings out but for some reason he wasn't able to do that. For some strange reason, he wanted to have feelings for her, and it was mind boggling why he was attracted to her in such a way. He hadn't felt like this since Katherine. 

Mary smiled at him, watching him answer the questions that the teacher threw at him. He was really smart. Damon smiled as he looked back at her, and then faced the flushed teacher who was floundering for questions that he wouldn't know. "Ok, Mr. Salvatore, what year did the Civil War take place in?"

"1861-1865. You know, these questions are pathetic. Give me a real challenge."

The teacher growled, glaring at the smart alec student that puzzled her the minute he walked in the door. She sighed. "Fine, I want you to write an essay about the Civil War. Describe everything in perfect detail, almost as if you were living in that timeline."

Damon grinned. Little does she know, I am from that timeline. Damon thought as he snickered slightly which didn't go unnoticed by the teacher. "Is there a problem?"

He flashed her his brilliant smile and folded his arms on the table. "It'll be a pleasure."

After class, Mary walked over to Damon who was hanging out by the lockers, looking girls up and down. "Hey." 

Damon turned around and saw Mary standing there, her beautiful chocolate waterfall of hair sliding down her back, the angelic glow she gave off that was only visible to Damon, and her smile that she reserved only for him. "Damon?"

Damon snapped out of his trance and smirked slightly at her, his barriers coming back up. "Yes?"

"I uh," Mary shifted uncomfortably as her eyes stared into the shining ocean that was held in Damon's eyes, "I was wondering if you would like to come over and maybe I can help you with your history essay."

Damon stood there, surprised, but shook it off and regained his composure. "How about we do it at mine?"

Mary nodded, her brown curls flopping up and down. "That'll be great Damon! What time should I come over?"

"How about 8?"

"Ok, I'll see you then!" Mary walked happily away from Damon, excited that she would get to spend the evening with him. Her friend Hailey caught up to her just as she was walking out the door. 

"Hey Mary! I saw you talking to Damon!"

Mary nodded, turning around to face her friend. "Yep, and he invited me over to his house!"

Hailey laughed. "Woe so soon? Don't you usually need to go on a date first before you go over to his house?"

Mary laughed. "No silly! We're not going out...yet." a sly smile crept up on her face, making her smile even more.

Hailey's eyes widened in mock horror. "Oh no, this could end up disastrous!"

"Haha well I have to go now. See you later!" Mary waved bye to Hailey as she got on the bus and went home, thoughts of Damon were now consuming her. She couldn't believe that this guy she just met was making her have butterflies in her stomach and it was only the second day that she had known him.

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Eight o'clock finally came for Mary who had been waiting impatiently. She quickly fixed her hair, applied some make-up, and dressed in a short aqua blue dress with high heels and earrings that shone like diamonds when exposed to the sun. She knew that she was overdoing it just for some homework, but she wanted to make a good impression and wanted Damon to see her in other things besides the simple school clothes that she wore. She got into her car and drove towards the boarding house, using the directions that Damon gave her.

Soon, she arrived and got out, slamming the door to her Porsche and walking up the steps to the door, her heels clicking against the concrete as she walked. Before she could even knock, Damon opened the door, motioning for her to come inside. As she walked in, she realized that Damon stayed in the same clothes that he wore when he was at school, but she could make out the distant smell of shampoo coming from his hair. 

Damon couldn't keep his eyes off of her. She was like a goddess in his eyes. He was drinking in her appearance with his eyes, enjoying every minute of it. Now all he had to do was seduce her and taste the delicious flowing essence that was protected by her creamy skin. "Where do you want to do the homework?"

Damon smirked. "Let's go to my bedroom. I feel more comfortable in there."

Mary's eyes lit up and she smiled. "Whatever you want. I'll be waiting." she lumbered up the stairs and went up to his bedroom. She opened the door and gasped. His room was shrouded in black, darkness. Every bit of furnishing was a dark black color and the bedspread had white lines on it while the rest was suffused in a realm of darkness. Her Hans softly grazed the black confronter. It was extremely soft, it was as If she was touching a feather. Her eyes soon rested on a table that had a piece of paper on it. Curiosity got the better of her and she wandered over to it. Her blood ran ice cold as she read the writing on it. 

Katherine, 1864

Her hands shook and body trembled as she heard footsteps approaching the bedroom. Who was this Katherine? And why did that piece of paper have the date 1864 on it?

Damon soon walked into the room, smirking as his eyes landed on Mary. "Ready?"

Mary's eyes shot a look of fear at Damon before she managed to choke out, "Who is Katherine? And why does this paper say 1864 on it?"

Damon's grin turned evil as he advanced on her, his fangs slowly coming to the surface. "It's because she was my girlfriend back in that time and the one to turn me."

Mary whole frame shook as she stared into the twisted smile on Damon's face as he spoke, veins lighting up his eyes and redness creeping upon them. "I'm a vampire, and you my dear are my next meal."

Long fangs sunk into the creamy base line of Mary's neck, sucking out the delicious flow of carmine blood. Mary screamed as loud she could, feeling her life force being drained. Blackness surrounded her vision before it took over completely. 

A/N: Yes I'm mean I know! Haha wanna find out what happens? REVIEW!