Flip the switch (VD)

Vamp boy {4}

Zara's POV:

My first day of school was as good as it could've been, school is school after all. I've been looking forward to going shopping all day though. I start to walk over to Elena's car before seeing she isn't even there yet. I sigh and get my phone out while still walking to the car I start to message her when I bump into something hard, I nearly fall to the floor it am swiftly caught. I look up to see Damon Salvatore looking down at me, we stay for a moment with him holding me and just looking into each other's eyes before I cough and look away. "Urm thanks, sorry I wasn't looking where I was going." I just about manage to spit out at blood 100 miles per hour. I look down embarrassed. Why am I being like this? I'm not normal a shy school girl, so why am I know?

"Your probably should look where your going. Or maybe you purposely bumped into me? I certainly would if I were someone else." He has this stupid smirk plastered on his face. I look up at him a my confidence comes flying back.

I look him up and down with a judgmental look on my face. "Hmm, if I were going to purposely bump into anyone, it'd definitely be your brother not you." A small flash of hurt covers his features but disappears just as quickly as it appears then he laughs a little.

"You tell your self that munchkin." I frown a little and notice the massive height difference between me and Damon, I mean, I'm normally a lot smaller then people but for some reason I feel even smaller in front of him. I put my hand on my heart and fake hurt.

"That's too far Damon, I'm really self conscious about my height." He almost looks worried until I start laughing and he smiles too. "Gotcha. Damn I didn't expect you to be so gullible..." I pause trying to think of a good nickname. "Day." Now I smirk as he makes a disgusted face. "I'll think of a better one at some point. Pinky promise." I say matter-of-factly and stick out my pinky finger. He wraps his around mine and I giggle at how much bigger his pinky is then mine. We're interrupted by some coughs and I turn around to see the girls, I quickly pull my hand away from Damon's and straighten my skirt out. "We ready to go? Yeah? Okay good. Damon I guess I'll see you tonight as my party is at your house. Bye for now." I say and walk towards Elena's car with the girls following. "I call shot gun." I say standing by the passengers side. One in the car all the girls are staring at me. "What?"

"You shouldn't hang around with Damon." Bonnie spits out. Wow. Sorry mother.

"Good thing we weren't hanging out then isn't it?" I smile at her bitterly sweetly and then face the front of the car. "Moving on from him onto a more important subject. Where are we buying our sexy ass outfits from?" I see Caroline smile and clap her hands while Bonnie still looks a little wary but try's to put on a smile while Elena focuses on driving.

*at the store*

Bonnie and Elena are being so boring today. Like, I don't know what's wrong with them? Normally we'd all be trying on dresses and laughing and purposely trying on real ugly ones but they're just sorta sitting and acting all shady like. Me and Care and getting changed in the same dressing room as they're bloody massive here, so I take this chance to ask what's up with them. "Care, have I done something to annoy or upset them two? They can barely look at me." Whispering, hoping Caroline can defect to hint of genuine worry in my voice. She goes a little but stiff and shuffles into another dress.

"I think they're still shocked your back and don't quite know how to behave around you anymore. Not in a 'we don't want to be your friends anymore way' but more like 'you've been gone for so long and we've all changed so we can't act the exact same anymore'. You know what I mean?" Nodding at Caroline I can understand where she's coming from.

"It just seems like everyone's keeping this big secret from me." I look in the mirror in the room and smooth my dress out. I look over at Care through the mirror and she's already looking at me, this massive sympathetic look plastered on her face. Right. Something's definitely up. Maybe I can get it out of her when she's drunk tonight. Wait, it that bad? Oh well. They shouldn't keep things from me.