Alina's Past Lives.

The First Meeting.

I walked into the grill with Elena beside me. I took off my leather jacket and placed it on the back off my chair before sitting down. "I'm going to order a coffee do you want anything?" I asked Elena who had sat down opposite me to read the book on Katherine. "No, I'm good thanks." She replied. I nodded before standing up and going over towards the bar. "Can I help you?" The bar tender asked nicely. "Just a coffee please." I answered. He smiled at me as he handed the mug over. "Have a nice day." "I intend to." I replied. "Flirt." Damon smirked as he appeared beside me. I jumped and nearly dropped my coffee, but he took it from my hands. "Don't do that. You scared me." "Do what?" He asked playing dumb. "Sneak up on me." I answered. "Now can I have my coffee back?" He rolled his eyes but handed my mug back to me and much to Elena's dismay followed me back to the table. Elena shut the book as soon as he pulled up a chair and sat himself down at our table. "Where are you going?" He asked. "I made myself clear Damon I don't want anything to do with you." Elena said before storming off. "Okay I'll just walk home, shall I?" I shouted at her retreating form but of course she didn't seem to hear me. "I'll drive you." Damon said as I sipped my coffee. "It's in the opposite direction to your house." "I'm going Jenna's barbecue, so I'll drop you off." "Why? Jenna hates you." I asked. "Blunt honesty, ouch. But the barbecue in retrospect was my idea." I raised my eyebrows at him in confusion, so he rolled his eyes and elaborated. "I told Rick that it would be a good idea if Jenna had a barbecue and invited her high school friends." He said with a smirk. "And by high school friends you mean Mason Lockwood." I pieced together his plan. "Precisely." He smirked. "I really don't want to know the answer to this but why do want Mason to be there?" I asked looking over to him with a curious expression. "Because I'm going to put some silver in to him and prove he's a werewolf." He explained. "Seems a bit stereotypical don't you think?" I with an arched brow. "We'll soon find out." He smirked a waitress chose that time to walk over and handed Damon a white box. She smiled at him and flicked her hair. "Perfect thank you." He purred. The girl lightly stroked his arm before walking away, swaying her hips more than necessary. I shook my head at him which made him smirk and play dumb. "What?" He asked innocently. "You are like a man whore." "Whatever do you mean?" He smirked playing dumb. "Every woman in this room is undressing you with their eyes and I have to suffer from their brainsick thoughts." I nearly growled. "You can hear them?" He asked curiously. "I hear everything." I told him clearly. I think he caught the hint of sadness in my voice and frowned. "That must be hard." He agreed. "It's very annoying most days." I added truthfully. "I can't help what other people think about me." He smirked. "I bet you that waitress put her number in that box." He opened the box and grinned as he pulled out a piece of paper with the girls' number on it. "Well I'm going to have a fulfilling night." He chuckled as he waggled his eyebrows at me, but I just shook my head at him. "Your jealously is kind of cute." He said as he folded up the paper in his hands "Excuse me?" I exclaimed. "I am not jealous." I stated a bit angry "Of course not." He laughed. "I mean why wouldn't you be? I'm charming, hot, amazing in bed and a total gentleman. Why on earth would you be jealous if I went off with somebody else?" He said sarcastically. "You are so full of yourself and FYI you aren't charming or a gentleman, you're an ass." He just smirked at me, so I changed the subject. "So, what exactly is that?" I wondered looking down at the white box in his grip. "A peach cobbler, it's a peace offering for Jenna." I stood up from the table and grabbed my jacket. "I hate to break it to you but it's going to take a lot more than that." I assured him. "Come on then gorgeous, let's go." He said as he fished his car keys out of his pocket. "Don't call me that." I pleaded. "I'm sorry would you prefer beautiful or sexy?"

I walked into the kitchen where Elena, Jenna and Rick were. Mason walked in then waving shot glasses in one hand and a bottle of alcohol in the other. "That's my cue to leave." Elena mumbled. "Oooh the expensive stuff, I like you already." Rick laughed. "I'm just happy to be invited." Mason smiled as he poured the shots. "You should thank Rick this was his idea." Jenna said. I watched as Mason eyed Alaric suspiciously, he must have noticed to because Rick added. "Well I wanted to dig up a little dirt." "I have no secrets, just dirty shame." Jenna replied. "To dirty shame." I laughed as I raised my shot glass in the air before downing it. "Hey." Damon said as he walked into the kitchen, he gestured to the peach cobbler and smiled at Jenna. "We're doing shots let me just get you a shot glass buddy." Rick said as he tried to break the ice. "No here use mine." Jenna downed the rest of the shot and handed him the glass before storming off. Rick rolled his eyes but followed after Jenna leaving me, Damon and Mason. "She doesn't like me very much." Damon sighed as he moved to stand beside Mason. "No one likes you very much." I said before downing another shot. "Ouch and there's me thinking we were friends." I rolled my eyes at him before refilling my shot glass. "Hey, we haven't met I'm Mason Lockwood." Mason introduced. "Oh, hey Damon Salvatore." He replied as he shook his outstretched hand. "I know I've heard great things about you." Mason responded. "Really that's weird because he's a dick." I smirked before drinking my glass and walking off.