"I was unclear," she said with a laugh, I meant the simple things in life. Where I come from, Mystic Falls, I was a member of one of the founding fathers' family. We had balls and glamorous parties which is fine, but I prefer things like this." Her eyes bright and shinning she was happy.
"I'm ready to leave all this debutant stuff behind." It was obvious to Elena that Malcolm was from money. Familiar with the label of the suit he wore, screamed money. He was so much more than that. At least that is how she saw him.
She was pleased that he wanted to take it slow. Crushes often turned sour, or the couples didn't make it. She was old enough to know that anything worth having was worth fighting for, waiting for. He was definitely worth fighting for, not that she'd have to fight for him.
Carefully she leaned her head on his shoulder. He was a rare prized bird, not one to be caged.
Sighing happily, she watched the fire dance and heard it crackle. "If you could be anywhere, where would you be? I wouldn't go home, maybe to get my things, but I'd travel and I hope you'd be with me. Getting to know each other, in places not so scary." Moving her head to look up at him, this time she allowed herself to get lost in his eyes.