Salvatore. As In Savior. (fan-fic of TVD)(Book 1 of The Vampire Journals Series)

New Era Of Boredom And 'Stolen' Items

The plane ride got boring fast. Every one had nothing to talk about. Damon and Stefan were hungry, but Damon couldn't bring blood on board and there were no innocent bunnies around. So I thought of the second best thing. I went up to the mini restaurant bar, and ordered two extra rare steaks. I quickly took them and gave one to Stefan and one to Damon. "Enjoy!" They both gave me confused looks. "Oh, come on! They're extra rare. Helps you with your problem. Do you understand?" Stefan nodded while Damon gagged, "Ugh. Pass. I'd rather have the other stuff." A flight attendant walking by gave him a weird look and then speed walked away. I held in my laughter.

Stefan was currently chewing on his steak, a look of pure bliss on his face, Elena was playing on her phone and me and Damon were making stupid faces at each other. "That one was so funny! Again!" He smirked and pulled a 'Serious Stefan' look. I laughed and tried it. Damon groaned, "Don't do that again. That was horrible." I pouted and turned away. Then I remembered something. I got up and looked for Damon's carry on, I found it and got out the pens and notepads that I stole from the hotel. Well, I wouldn't say stole... More like, permanently borrowed. Damon saw me and frowned, "What are you doing with my bag?" I shrugged, "I'm writing a letter confessing my undying love for... Stefan." Stefan looked up, winked, laughed and then went back to eating his steak. I laughed and threw the notepad and a pen at Damon. "Let's play Draw Something!"

Elena looked up, "That's what I wanted to play but I need to take my phone off airplane mode. Can I play?" I nodded, "Damon's first." He groaned, uncapped the pen and started drawing, "And... Done!" He turned it around to show a bloody squirrel. "Um, roadkill?" He shook his head. Elena's face lit up, "An invisible dog attacking a squirrel?" He gave her a pointed look and shook his head. "Oh! I got it! Stefan's lunch!" He nodded, "And we have a winner! Your turn." I grabbed the notepad and pen and started drawing. I drew a picture of a glass with bourbon and Damon was inside it. "Done!" I flipped it around. Damon gave me a look, "Someone drowning in bourbon?" I shook my head and laughed. Elena jumped, "Damon being consumed by alcohol!" I nodded, "Yes! Your turn!" She grabbed the supplies from me and started drawing. She turned it around and it was a picture of two people on a beach, hugging. Damon smirked, "Me and Ella on the beach the other day." Elena nodded and I glared at her. "Well, now I'm mad at you two. Elena, switch seats with me." She groaned and got up. I ran and sat down next to Stefan, "Does that taste good?" He nodded, "You want some?" I shrugged. He ripped a piece off and gave it to me. "It's not that bad. I thought it would taste weird. Hey, what would you say if I said I want to become a vampire one day?" He shook his head, "I would say that you are crazy. You don't want this life. It is a terrible life and I don't want that for you."

I groaned, "What if I want that life for me?" He glared at me, "Then I can't help you." I sighed, "Stefan... I don't mean right now. I'm just considering it. Please?" He sighed, "At least not until you turn eighteen." I nodded and held out my pinkie, "Promise." He looped his pinkie around mine, "Promise. So, are you hungry?" I shook my head. He laughed, "I can hear your stomach growling Ella. Come on, I'll buy you some food." He got up, held out his hand and I took it. He lifted me to my feet and dragged me to the restaurant bar. He ordered me and Elena chicken and we went back to our seats. He made me and Elena switch back seats and he gave me my chicken. I looked at it and sighed, "You smell way better than anything else right now. Why can't I smell like you?" Damon started laughing and I began to eat.

After I finished eating, I leaned over and put my head on Damon's shoulder. "I want to hear a story." He smirked, "And you're telling me because?" I glared at him, "Please?" I gave him my puppy dog look and he groaned, "Fine. Once I was in my room. An eerie noise came through the window. So I shut it. The end. Happy?" I frowned, "No. Stefan has better stories." He shrugged, "I don't care. Just go to sleep or something. Here," He pushed me down so I was laying in his lap, "Now you can sleep." I glared at him but shut my eyes, letting sleep claim me.