Dangerous Minds

Chapter Three

A/N: I can't believe how many reviews this story has already gotten and we're only on chapter 3 so far. Oh, wow. Thank you all so much for the reviews, follows and favoriting of this story. Let me tell you, it's going to be one hell of a journey. So, feel free to stick around! :)

One of you had asked if this is all still part of the flashbacks. And I feel like clarifying. Everything since chapter 1 is all going to be in flashbacks. I will let you all know when time jumps occur and when I decide to take us back to the prologue with a much older and a very dark Elena.

Once again, there's a reason I'm writing the story this way and with the "6 years earlier" plot. I'd love to know your theories on what you all think might happen next though. ;)

Dangerous Minds- Chapter Three-

-Elena-

"Leaving so soon?" She asks, hissing out the question while her eyes dart around the living room as she locks them on to me and I lock my eyes on to the voice of the person who had asked me the question. She's beautiful, dark brown hair, dark skinned with green eyes and she's wearing this cute light pink University of Virginia sweatshirt. She's at least in her early thirties and you can tell just by the big fat diamond ring on her left hand that she's married to a man with money.

She gets up, brushing her hair back with her hands and yawns a little, looking me over. I can see her nose crinkle as she glances down at the vomit covered shirt I'm wearing. "He's a good kid, you know. He's had some tough times. But, Stefan is an amazing guy and I would hate to see him hurt over some irresponsible little girl."

She clears her throat, taking a few steps towards me as I watch her put her hands into the pockets of the sweatshirt. "If you're going to be hanging around my husband's little kid brother. It'd be nice if I at least knew your name."

"Ele...Elena." I stammer out nervously under her heavy intense green gaze. She's angry for god knows what reason and I can only imagine that it's mostly because of my upset stomach keeping her up all night long.

"I'm sorry about intruding on you and your family..Mrs. Salvatore. I just- I didn't want to be alone last night." I try my best to explain the reasoning as to why I'm sneaking out of Stefan's room just a little shy of 6:15 in the morning.

"Oh, Stefan really didn't give you a choice in the matter, young lady. Just, be happy that his older brother wasn't home to see you sneaking out with vomit covering your clothing. My husband is a little quick to judge. But, frankly...Elena? Was it?" She pauses, tapping her foot against the beige colored carpeting in their living room as she locks her eyes on to me when I nod my head.

"You don't seem that bad of a young girl. Maybe a little in need of some direction in life. But, here's some friendly advice- Keep your distance from Stefan. He can't mess up his junior year of high school over someone like you and I'm pretty sure that you can't afford that either. You are a pretty girl and he's a good looking young guy. You know, with hormones raging." Our heads both turn at the sound of someone walking slowly down the hall and then it stops as I notice Stefan leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over each other.

"I see that you've met my brother's wife, Bonnie." Stefan comments with a smile as I nod my head turning towards the front door to their apartment nervously. I want to get out of here and I want to do it now!

"I should get going. It was nice meeting you and," I turn my body slowly towards him, shrugging my shoulders back. "Thanks for helping me last night, Stefan. I appreciate it. I'll see you around school."

He nods his head in my direction, pushing off the wall and walking me out. I quickly turn back around as Stefan catches the door with his hand and grins at me. "I'm sorry about her. She's just very overprotective of me."