FYI: Andrea Valentine is a character that I created to interview our fav TVD characters, and she does not appear in any of the books or in any of the CW episodes of The Vampire Diaries (that I know of...). I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS.

I hope you enjoy. I wrote it for fun.

Again, I own nothing except Andrea Valentine and this story.

The Vampire Diaries: My Unfortunate Encounters

Chapter 1: Damon Salvatore...'Nuff Said

My name is Andrea Valentine. If you're reading this, then it means that I am gone. No, I'm not dead, so stop jumping to conclusions. I left town, and I'd prefer it if you didn't look for me.

At this point I trust that you're wondering why I left. I lived with a happy family, had a healthy social life, and it was my senior year in high school. No reason to leave, right? WRONG. It all has to do with vampires, yes vampires, and psychopathic ghosts. Before I spill the details (I'm sure you're squirming with anticipation), please tell my little brother that under no circumstances is he allowed to enter my room.

To get back on point, if I hadn't of recorded these events on video they wouldn't exist to my memory. Now let me explain what happened (as if you had a choice).

I was preparing to write an article for the school newspaper, covering all the supernatural occurrences that had taken place in Fell's Church over the past few years, and I landed exclusive interviews with most of those involved (Stefan, Elena, Bonnie, Matt etc.) through a friend of mine who was Bonnie's younger cousin. I came across Damon, unfortunately, on my very own – or did he come across me? Since his interview seemed to be the offset of my series of unfortunate events, how about it becomes our starting place in this account? Good? Perfect.

I was walking to school that morning, consumed in my thoughts on what I was to write, when I literally bumped into him.

"Sorry," I said. It took me a second to realize just who I was apologizing to. Damon Salvatore. I couldn't believe that I was standing in front of him. But it was weird when I realized that I was taller than the most powerful vampire on the earth. I must also mention that when I looked into Damon's eyes I noticed that L.J. was right. They really were as dark midnight…which means that they were really dark, by the way. If you couldn't figure that out then I feel sorry for you. Bwahahaha! I made a funny!


"Nessun scuse necessarie," he said to me. "Seems like you're in a hurry." He smiled. (Am I blushing?)

"Well, I was on my way to school. Aren't...aren't you THE Damon Salvatore?" He flashed another split-second smile.

"You know my name," he replied. "What's yours?"

"Andrea Valentine." I hesitated for a moment before continuing. "I'm writing an article for my school newspaper. It's about the weird stuff that's been happening lately, and with the publishing of the novels based on your story, not to mention the TV show, I would love it if I got to interview you. Please?" Damon simply looked amused by my request.

"It would be an honor."

"Great! Meet me after school in the media room at 3:30." Damon nodded in reply. "Okay, bye." I hurried around him in excitement, realizing that I was already late for class.

Whatever our Science teacher was droning on about, I didn't hear a word. The only thing on my mind was my interview with Damon Salvatore. Whenever someone asked me why I was walking around school in such a daze, I simply said that I didn't know what they meant. I was just thinking about my article (which was the partial truth).

You see, if I had told anyone that I was going to have The Damon Salvatore all to myself (oo-er) for a sit-down conversation, no one would have left the school that afternoon. In fact, everyone would have crowded in, and around, the media room just to get a glimps of him. In other words, I wouldn't be able to conduct a proper interview.

During Spanish, while I was supposed to be taking an exam, I was actually accumulating a list of questions for Damon. It looked like this.

What was it like journeying to the Dark Dimension to save your younger brother?

What was it like dying and then coming back for the second time?

Would you do all again to protect Elena, Stefan – and Bonnie?

What is your relationship with Bonnie?

How do you deal with all the supernatural/paranormal phenomena that seems to follow you and the others around?

What do you think of the novel/TV series that tells the story of you and the others?

Are you currently single? (Maybe I'll scratch this one out.)

This was going to be perfect – or so I thought.

After school, the only students left, besides me, were the the cheerleaders and the football team who were outside practicing. In the media room I had the camera set up for the conversation, and it was quiet until I heard footsteps coming up the hall. Damon was here at 3:30 p.m. on the dot. I met him at the door and smiled.

"Glad you made it! Take a seat and make yourself comfortable," I said, allowing him room to enter. I took the seat across from him and the interview began.

"So Damon, you've been through a lot to say the least. How do you feel about your story being translated into novels and, most recently, a successful television series?"

"I pay little attention. They get the details wrong, anyhow. However, I can't say that I fault them completely for I have a certain je ne sais quoi that his hard to capture. The actor that plays me – I can never remember his name – he has ice blue eyes. Need I say more?" Damon replied.

"So what do you do when you're not fighting some evil entity or creature – or preying on unsuspecting girls?" I was only joking here, but little did I know that I would come to regret those few words.

"What else is there to do?" He flashed a smile. "Have you even met a vampire before?"

"No, not that I know of." I laughed nervously. "So, Damon – " Damon interrupted my next question with his own. Who's conducting this interview, here? Me or him?

"What do YOU think of The Vampire Diaries? Who's your favorite person? Be honest, now."

"Okay… I think The Vampire Diaries helped revolutionize the way we look at vampires today. I mean, your story was published 15 years before another certain, popular vampire novel.

"It's not some one-dimensional vampire love story. It's an adventure. I think L.J. Smith did a great job telling it. I love how the characters grow and develop throughout the series, and even the ones who appeared weak at first – like Bonnie – end up finding strength that they didn't know they had.

In speaking of Bonnie, where has that relationship between the two of you gone so far?"

"Not so fast," Damon replied after my small speech. "You didn't finish answering my question."

"What? Oh, that. My favorite character is – wait a minute. Why are you asking all the questions? How about I ask the questions and you answer them?" I got nothing from Damon but a blank, emotionless stare. I knew good and well that that no way to talk to someone who's agreed to an interview, but I was feeling strange at that moment.

"You don't intimidate me," I lied.

Because Damon's gaze was so intense, I decided to go ahead and answer his question. "Okay. As it just so happens…my favorite is you, Damon."

"Much better."

"Right. Now that that's cleared up I can ask my next question – "

"You can ask your question right after I ask mine," he interrupted (AGAIN).

"Um, no. It's my turn." This time I was standing my ground.

"Who is someone young, and what is something hungry? What is something fresh, and who is someone thirsty?"

"First of all, that was two questions. Secondly – "

That's where my recording, and my memory, ended. But seeing as though I woke up on the floor hours later with a sore neck, I have a vague idea of what took place. So much for standing my ground. Not cool. Not cool at all.

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The next chapter is entitled "STEFAN SALVATORE OWES ME MONEY". Oh boy...