Dear Diary, it's been an interesting month back home. For the most part, it's like the gang never missed a beat. Everything seems normal, or at least they're great at pretending. With Kathrine showing back up wanting to attend school with us as if she wants to be in our circle, it causes a lot of drama. Everyone has been handling me with baby proof gloves and I hate it, it makes me feel like a monster. Yea I do get angry sometimes, and maybe I do blow up, but I have way more control over myself than when I was a kid. Anyway, cheers to surviving week one.

-Blaise

Okay Blaise, we're gonna do this day just like any other, one leg in at a time. I tell myself as I lay in bed with the towel still wrapped around me. I didn't feel like going to school today, I just felt like some bull shit was gonna happen.

Plus I have much more pressing matters to attend to than teenage life. Like my mom's amulet that I have no idea what it does. A voice in my head said but, I quickly shut that down, I haven't practiced in a long while. I hear a soft tap on my door and my heart jumps at the sudden noise.

"Blaise, you have to go to school." Stefan's voice came from the other side of the door. Oh yea, I guess I should explain why I'm in Stefan and Damon's house. Well I was supposed to move in with Bonnie, her father literally told me my blood has evil running through it now. And that I was no longer his any longer, I would say he'd get over it but witches never forget when they've been wronged.

It really wasn't my fault I started that fire when I was 13, I was just a kid. He didn't care though, in his eyes I was the girl that murdered his wife's only family. I guess I couldn't blame him for feeling that way, it's whatever, I could care less. It would have been nice to be with Bonnie though. I could have stayed with Elena but something about Alaric rubbed me the wrong way, and Jeremy won't stop giving me the lovey dovey eyes.

"No I don't, and you can't make me." I say being childish, I feel like maybe if I act like a spoiled child he'll go away. Wrong.

"Ya know Blaise, I could...but you also know I don't have the heart to, but Damon does. I will sick him on you if you refuse me again." Stefan threatened from the other side of the door, I could practically hear the grin on his face. I roll my eyes knowing what he said is the truth, and the last thing I want right now is to deal with Damon. I've been successfully avoiding him since our last encounter at Elena's house.

Part of me feels like he's been letting me do that. "Ugh je ne peux pas croire qu'il me fait chanter(I can't be he's blackmailing me), don't even wanna go to school, this est une telle connerie(is such bullshit)." I complain further as I pull on my clothes reluctantly, I can hear Stefan chuckling from the other side of the door.

Decided to go with a simple black dress, with velvet designs, a black sweater, and a pair of black dr.Marten boots. I look at my mom's amulet for a while, I decide to put it on anyway, along with my evil eye necklace. I untied my hair, the locs I managed to finish last night piled on top of my head surprisingly not heavy. Taking my favorite deep brown lipstick and applying it, I decided to leave it just like that, to emphasize just how much I'm not with the bullshit today.

I snatch the door open, still very much annoyed by this asshole in front of me.

"Wow I never knew you knew French, qui t'a enseigné?" (Who taught you)Stefan sounded curious, and I couldn't blame him. I know Bonnie told them some things, but there were a lot of holes in the plot line.

"My mother spent most of her college life in New Orleans, she met my father there, and he's half French. My father taught me everything I know...and then some." I mumble the last part, I feel my eyes burning but not a single tear dares to fall. I don't have time to cry today, it's gonna have to wait. Stefan has a remorseful look in his eye, he feels bad for even asking me that, I can tell."

"Blaise I-" Stefan starts trying to apologize, but I don't let him.

"No, it's okay, I actually prefer people not to baby me, it's not like I'm gonna lose control and burst into flames." I joke, now Stefans eyebrows scrunch down, his lips pressed together, forming a thin line. The stress in his eyes is prominent, he clearly does not find that funny.

"That's not funny Blaise." Stefan pauses at the front door looking at me seriously, I could level with him but why do that?

"That's not funny Blaise." I repeat Stefan mocking him, he still looks at me not impressed, I just roll my eyes already giving up.

"Look, everyone has their way of dealing with their shit, some people drink, make music, or pretend like there's nothing wrong with them at all. I choose to make jokes, and act like a fashionable hoe. I'm harmless so please spare me the big brother attitude Stefan, I killed both my parents when I was 13, and my uncle hates my guts. There's nothing you can say to me to get me to see the bright side of things, or try to get me to feel my emotions. I do feel them, every single day and night as the years go by, so please can we just...can we just go to school." I decided to just be blunt with him, because I knew if I didn't he wouldn't leave me alone. Stefan was stubborn like that, must be old age.

He looks at me shocked by me being so honest, but also an very understanding look. We head off to school, Stefan is surprisingly chatty. I learned about Stefan on the way to school, standing at our lockers I couldn't help but blurt out.

"We're definitely besties now, I didn't think we'd have so much in common Stefan." I say pleasantly surprised, he chuckles a bit.

"Me either, but you remind me of my best friend Lexie and Damon all in one." He says, a nostalgic look glazed over his eyes as if he wasn't standing here with me anymore. I just stand there and watch him reminisce, suddenly he snaps out of it, his eyes land on my chest.

"Um Stef, my eyes are up here." I warn him, his face turns slightly red with embarrassment, he coughs.

"I was looking at your amulet, where'd you get that?" He asked me as we made our way to class. I totally forgot I was wearing the thing since I was so engaged in our conversations

I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Well I don't know it's origin, my mother gave it to me when I was 8, she didn't tell me much about it, or what it did. She said it would just protect me from darkness, I never understood what that meant...every once in a while it gets hot, but idk what that means either." I explain to him, Stefan has a thoughtful expression on his face processing what I just told him. He seemed to be very deep in thought, when he finally spoke up when we sat down in our seats for biology.

"That's very interesting Blaise, I'm not sure what your mother meant by that, but I do know that the crystal in the middle of the amulet is red jasper. Red Jasper is known for grounding, passion, and protection. Do you know anything about crystals?" Now it was my turn to be shocked, he basically spit information out like an encyclopedia at me.

"Yea I do, but how do you know about crystals?" I ask him, the more Stefan talks the more I'm drawn in by how intuitive, and knowledgeable he is. He smirks, scratching the back of his head slightly embarrassed.

"Well I used to be very close with the Bennet coven, unfortunately over time Damon ruined that friendship. Then Bonnie, and I think that what saved my connection to her ancestors. Emily Bennet taught me a lot, it makes sense your mom gave you that crystal...I know you said you don't practice anymore, or is into any spiritual stuff, but that might be something you wanna take care of, could save your life one day." I just looked at him, the last part giving me chills, the amulet heats up again bringing me through my clothes, it doesn't hurt that much but definitely hard to ignore. What the hell was that supposed to mean?

I didn't get a chance to think about it, when someone came to sit on the opposite side of me.

"Wassup." Came Elena's voice from beside me, I turned in her direction, my spine getting that tight sensation again. Which was weird because I usually only got that feeling around supernatural beings...and Vampires. I turned to scowl at the Elena imposter, I would have rolled my eyes if I wasn't so tense.

"Kathrine, what do you want?" I knew Stefan was listening from beside me, one of us had to remind neutral or Ms. Bridgington will give us detention for not paying attention.

"Aw, how could you tell this time, am I not being depressed enough?" She questions fane confusion, unable to suppress myself I groan and roll my eyes.

"Am I boring you Ms.Blazay." Ms.Bridgington questions, saying my name totally wrong, which heated me. I usually don't engage in her ignorance, but since I can't take it out on Kathrine who naturally brought this mood out in me. I chose to direct it at the teacher, it's not like she didn't have it coming.

"It's Blaise, don't act like you don't know how to say my name, vous grosse vache blanche(you fat white cow)" I hissed at her, the class dead quiet, she sucked a breath in appalled by my nasty attitude.

Stefan looked at me wide eyed, his jaw clenched suddenly tensed by my reaction. I could feel my skin getting hot, because how dare she say my name like that. This woman has been picking on me since I got here, and something about Kathrine just irked me more than anyone.

"What did you just say to me you hussy!" She shouted at me, if I wasn't seething right now I'd feel shocked that she even called me that.

"Intervene Stefan." Kathrine mumbled under her breath, he flashed her an annoyed look, if it wasn't for Kathrine showing up. Stefan wasn't actually sure what to do. He couldn't just scold her and she'd calm down, Blaise temper was nasty. It's something he isn't used to, Elena was much more submissive.

"I said, say my name right! It' B l a i s e, as in Blaze, like fire! You've been picking with me everyday since I got here, if you're obsessed then just say that." I spit back at the old cow, totally fed up, Stefan stands up grabbing a firm hand on my shoulder. My head whips to him, my eyes like daggers. He's making a constipated look as if he's in pain, but he tries to ignore it.

"You're making a damn scene, calm the hell down." Stefan groans, teeth clenched, the veins under his eyes lightly appearing.

Still too angry to care, I just snap back at him. "Get your hands off me, or I'll make you." I threaten him, it's clear at this point that anyone that comes near me is in the danger zone, but Stefan refuses to let me go.

"I won't, I won't let you do this to yourself, you can't let your anger consume you." Stefan tries to reach me, but I feel myself getting hotter by the minute, I can hear Ms.Williams at the front of the class fussing. Her voice sounded muffled to me, I could give a fuck less about her now.

Then suddenly I felt it, an ice cold glare, freezing me on the spot. I looked up, and sure enough standing there in the classroom doorway was..."Damon." He looked pissed and disappointed, I just knew I was never gonna hear the end of this.

"Who might you be, sir, are you looking for a student?" That cow Ms.Bridgington questions Damon, suddenly his whole demeanor changes, he flashes her a light hearted smile. His teeth perfect and, white damn near gleaming, ugh fuck him and his beauty.

"Yes actually, Blaise Laurent, I'm her temporary guardian." He explains, his Italian accent thicker than ever, I found it surprisingly hot.

"Well...are you taking Blaise out of school all day, she's supposed to have detention-" She starts but Damon quickly cuts her off, he waves his hand at her, dismissing the older woman all together. Ms.Bridgington Falls under his spell once again, it makes me jealous, he doesn't smile at me like that, he doesn't smile at me at all.

"You cow, you knew how to say my name this whole time I-" I start up again, Damon turns to me, he gazes at the ice cold, but he carries himself calmly. He's so calm it's actually scaring me.

"That's enough out of you, come a long bellissima (beautiful)" Damon beckoned me with his Italian accent making my heart race. Without thinking I detach myself from Stefan, collecting all my things, following Damon out the door with my head held down. Now that I come back to my senses, I was slightly embarrassed the way I behaved.

They all definitely think I'm crazy now, Damon hasn't said a word, he just kept walking till we were outside in the empty parking lot. We stopped at his car, when he finally turned to address me. I ignored his gaze knowing what his eyes do to me, I refused to feel weak.

"Why did Kathrine have to call me out of all the people who had to call me, and tell me you were acting crazy in class?" Damon questioned me, my spine started to tighten again, I felt hot and cold at the same time. I've never felt so uncomfortable in my life, I didn't really have an excuse to have that much of an outburst.

"She said my name wrong...again." I tried to explain myself, but Damon wasn't buying it, he scoffed rolling his blue eyes.

"Bull shit, what's wrong with you? You know better than to act like that in front of a room full of humans. You have to do better at controlling your emotions because you are dangerous. It's not your fault you're so powerful. However it could be your fault if you lose control, which is something I know you couldn't handle." Damon was right, I couldn't even argue with him, I was just being a bitch because I let Kathrine bother me.

He almost catches my eyes, but I avert his gaze choosing to look down at my boots. I bite my lip, and close my eyes just hoping I disappear forever. I hear Damon step forward, pressing me between himself and the passenger side door. Both his hands grab mine, they fit perfectly together. His hands were cold, with long slender fingers, and pale skin. Mine were warmer, and deep golden brown, adorned with a crystal ring, and freshly done long dark purple nails.

"I can't read your mind mio caro (my darling), and you've been ignoring me. Why?" Damon said, he was practically begging me, which is something he probably didn't do often.

I finally caved in opening my eyes, I sucked in a breath not realizing how close to me he was. He was leaning forward to meet me at my short height. I've never seen his eyes so close up, right now in the sunlight, his once baby blue eyes looked like ice glaciers.

Against my own will I opened my mouth to speak. "I- I don't know, I just get so angry, sometimes I can control it, and sometimes I can't. I feel like if I just pretend like it's not that big of a deal it'll go away. I'm starting to think that's a terrible idea, I didn't even want to go to school today. It's been so long since that night...and I'm still sad. I'm 17 now, you'd think I'd be okay, but I'm not, how long is grief supposed to last Damon?" I know he didn't actually compel me, but it felt like it in a way.

"And as far as me ignoring you...I don't understand my feelings about you, or the feelings I get around any supernatural being. I have so many unanswered questions, and I felt like if I didn't talk to you, you'd be one less mystery."

"This is something I don't do often, so don't take what I'm about to say with a grain of salt. I have never met a girl like you in my life, you stand out so much, but you do it naturally. There's a light about you that I'm just so attracted to, I see it in you. So much love, and compassion because I see the way you look at your friends. There's a part of me that wants you to look at me like that, I want you to pay attention to me the same way. I want you to hug me, and greet me with the same beautiful smile as you do Stefan, and everyone else. It's so much about you that I'm attracted to, your blood is the most sweet thing I've ever smelled in my life, you- you just seem too good to be true. I've been fighting myself every single night not to come to your room and sink my teeth into your soft honey brown skin." Damon confessed, and he had so much more to say, but Blaise already looked very overwhelmed.

I decided to take a leap of faith. Ever since my last boyfriend I'd been running from love, maybe I should start running towards it again.

"I know we just met, but sometimes it feels like I've known you forever. So what do you want to do, whatever you want I'm with it." I rushed out, my mind already made up, the attraction between the both of us is obvious. The darkness within Damon beckoning me closer to him. I couldn't stay away any longer

" I want you to be mine." Damon demanded, his cold hands now on either side of my face, and neck. I let him pull me into him, our lips coming together, I no longer cared about the events that just transpired. His lips were surprisingly soft, he was the one to pull back realizing I needed to breathe. I giggled a little bit noticing he had my lipstick smeared a bit on his lips. I take my sleeves and gently wipe it off. He grins boyishly, as he reaches behind me to grab the car door.

"Let's get you home, you've had quite a stressful day." Damon says helping me into the blue Camaro, he kisses me on my forehead before speeding around to the other side. As we're pulling out of the parking lot, the cheer squad is coming out onto the field for practice. We pass by Caroline, and she just drops her jaw mouthing the words "slut" at me. I just smirk and wink at her as we pass by. Damon turns on his radio, and some soft rock song plays. It slowly puts me to sleep as I pass out on the window on the way back to the boarding house.

Some time passes before Damon is slightly shaking me awake. Sleepily I open my eyes, and sure enough we're at the Salvatore boarding house. Damon zooms around my side of the car, opening the door helping me out and grabbing my school bag. He even lets me lean on him on our way up to the door.

He drops my bags by the door, and then speeds us up to my room.

He sits me down on the bed, helps me take off my boots, I freeze for a second, suddenly embarrassed. Of course he notices, Damon gets down on a knee in front of me. "What is it?" He asked me, confused by my facial expression. I cough a bit deciding to just say it.

"Um, I want to take my clothes off but I don't wanna-" before I can finish, Damon cuts me off already knowing what I mean.

"It's okay, I want to sleep with you, and I can control myself Blaise, you're not the first woman I've seen naked. Plus I'd never touch you like that if you weren't ready or comfortable with it." Damon explained slightly teasing me, his baby blue eyes watching me for a reaction. Not realizing I was already taking off my clothes, Damon slightly looks away out of respect.