Dangerous Minds

Prologue

A/N: Hey all! So, I decided that since I'm wrapping up one of my stories in the next week. I wanted to post this new story. It is ALL HUMAN and AU. It is a VERY DARK and really different storyline than most of anything I've written before and it will have an M rating because the storyline will be dealing with some pretty intense things. Also, I will be switching back and forth between Stefan and Elena's Point Of Views a lot.

Also, there are a few characters that I won't be including in this story at all: (Katherine, Jeremy and Matt)

I wanted to thank a few of you who have helped give me ideas, listened to my crazy thoughts for this story and who have been so supportive of it. Thank you to my awesome writer buddies and twitter friends: Flowing_lantern , AimzFrancis , JRdrgzXO, samanthamckenny. You all are so beyond amazing and I'm so thankful for you. Please check out their wonderful stories as well. :)

With that being said if anyone hasn't seen the trailer I made for this story feel free to check it out here: watch?v=KvWsI4bkBL0

Thanks so much for reading & enjoy!

Dangerous Minds- Prologue-

Elude: evade or escape from (a danger, enemy, or pursuer), typically in a skillful or cunning way.

-Elena-

There's something alluring about the darkness that surrounds a city just a little around 3 in the morning. Peaceful and quiet. Barely anyone filling the streets. All that roams the night are stray animals and a few stray cars heading to an unknown destination. And, for me- this city and this town- is my very own safe haven.

My dark brown hair blows in the wind as I close my eyes tightly and feel the ice cold breeze cause my skin to become chilled. Although the quiet and peaceful moment is cut short as a knock on the door breaks my concentration. My heart instant pounds against my chest like a nail being hit into a piece of wood. 'Thump...Thump...Thump...' The noise continues to hit my ear drums and as much as I want to block it out, I know that I can't. My racing heart beat and sweaty palms are now something that I've become accustomed to in the last few years. Although, late night visitors are never a good sign, especially when you're attempting to stay as low key as I have been for the last few months. I'm a woman who's wanted in more than one state for crimes that I can't really tell you if I've committed or not. Although, I'm accused of many things. No one has ever admitted their true sins and I won't start now.

All I can say is that no one misses me and no one seems to give a damn that I've been gone for as long as I have. I don't have much family, no brother or sister. My parents died when I was just a few years old and I was bounced around from unfit foster parents to an aunt named Jenna in Austin, Texas until I turned 18 and she kicked me out, for various reasons.

The sound of my name leaving my visitors lips makes me freeze near the door as he shouts out for me to open it. My heart sinks into my stomach as my mind screams his name. "Owen!"

Owen Thompson is the definition of everything that I never wanted and yet, somehow his kind of troubling personality came knocking on my door and I invited him inside. Just like I'm do in the moment. My trembling hands fumble with the door handle and once it opens, his hazel eyes burn into mine. He leans against the door frame, tasseled hair and a brown leather jacket hanging off of his 6'2 frame as he smirks without saying anything. I take a step back, more fearful than happy to see him. Even if there was once a time in my life where I was weak and vulnerable, looking for someone to save me from myself and being so damn naive that caused me to fall into his clutches. Now, I can't stand the sight of him. Maybe because back then I was heartbreak, alone and afraid. Thinking the whole time I was running from my past that Owen and I could actually be something amazingly reckless together.