Summary: Elena's father is tired of her wasting money so he sends her to live with one of his employes for nine months. Now Elena will have to deal with missing her friends and living with an asshole of a son. Could life be any worse?

Rated T for language. Sorry for mistakes

Elena's heart bumped against her ribcage, as she made her way down to her father's study. Now, I've done it, she thought. She had used about seven hundred dollars buying useless things, and now her father wanted to have a word with her. She wasn't that scared but she was scared that her father might cut down her money-and everyone who knows Elena, knows that she can not live without her money.

Elena took a deep breath out before pushing her father's door aside and going in. Her father was sitting in his chair behind his desk reading. His head rose up, looking at Elena straight in the eyes. Elena could see the disappointment he was feeling in her.

"Elena do you know why I asked you to come here?" He asked closing and setting the book aside.

Elena let out another breath. "I suppose it's about the seven hundred dollars spent?" She sounded like a child. Her eyes were roaming around the room, not daring to meet his.

John didn't seem amuse by her act, but rather annoyed. "Elena I am tired of this. I told you not to spent money on useless things-"

"They're not useless father"

"Really? You think a guitar is not useless? "

"I took the lessons, and I thought it was time I played"

John shook his head. "Elena this is your final warning. No more spending money on things you don't need or else"

"Or else what?"

"Just don't tempt me"

Elena scoffs at her fathers failed excuse of a threat. She turned around and walked out of his studies. Her father wouldn't do anything that harsh to her. He'd just take a hundred dollars out of her weekly money. She took out her phone and dialed her best friend Bonnie.

"Hello?"

"Bonnie it's Elena, are you doing anything?"

"No, why?"

"Perfect. Meet me at the mall in 20 minutes"

"What about your father"

Elena scoffs. "Bring Caroline and we are going to have a girls day out" She closes her phone and ran towards the door only to be stopped by her butler, Phil"

"Where are you going now, Elena?" He crosses his arm on his chest.

"Just going to the mall. Cover for me?"

Phil sighs. "We already used the library twice, I think your father is catching on to us"

Elena laughs and hands Phil a fifty dollar bill. "You're the best Phil"

Phil puts the money in his pocket. "Thats what they all say after I'm done"

Elena giggles and walks out of the house. She hops in her silver Mercedes-Benz E-Class, and drove away.

39 minutes later she was at the mall, looking for her friends at the food court. The mall was crowded so it was pretty hard to see them.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Elena"

Elena turned around to be meet face to face by the devil herself: Katherine Pierce. The girl that has been her enemie since she was born.

"Did they let you out for your early feeding already?" Katherine taunted with a smirk on her face.

"Good one" Elena joked. "How long did that take you?"

"Original"

"Unlike your hair" Elena says with a smile on her face.

Katherine's smirk went away and was replace with a scorn look. She knew Elena won this round.

"Well I'll leave you to pig out, just don't eat it all" She starts walking away.

"That won't be a problem because it seems like your ass took it already"

Elena turns back to the food court a victorious smile spread upon her face. She went back to searching for Bonnie and Caroline. She found them at the ice cream place and called them over. She walks to them and almost startled them into a shock.

"Elena where were you?" Caroline asked taking her vanilla sprinkle ice cream from the man behing the counter.

"Looking for you guys"

"Oh" Bonnie said licking her vanilla oreal ice cream. "Probably should have told you where we were"

"You think?" Elena asked jokingly. "Now come on and lets shop until we get kicked out"

"What about your dad?" Caroline asked. "Did he say not to use your money for fun?"

Elena rolls her eyes. "This is not for fun... this is fashion emergency." She grabs their hands. "Now lets go before Phil runs out of lies" She pulls them out of the food court and starts towards the shoe stores.

Elena arrived at her house at 6:54 P.M with her car empty with shopping bags. She had left them all at Caroline's so her father wouldn't suspect a thing. Creeping like a thief she slowly made her way inside the house. She was stopped when the lights turned on and an angry John sat in his chair with his arm crossed. Elena gulped and realized she was dead. She wondered what excuse Phil used.

"Dad I can explain-" Elena started but her father cut her off with his hand raised in front of her. Elena knew that he was hurt, disappointed, and ashamed at her for disobeying him.

"No more excuses. I am done Elena-finish!" He gets up from the chair. "Pack your bags Elena. You are moving to one of my workers house so you can learn responsibility. His name is Giuseppe Salvatore. He lives on a farm and you'll be living with him for 9 months or until you learn to be responsible" John turns to walk away but Elena stops him.

"Dad, I learned my lesson, please don't send me away" Elena pleaded. She could feel her eyes burning and a knot starting to form in her throat.

John turned around and faces his daughter. "No, Elena I don't think you have learned your lesson. I warned you but you mocked me and did it anyway. And this is not a punishment, this is helping you"

Elena scoffs. "Yeah right," She says her voice almost quivering "You just want me out of the house so Rose can move in."

"That is not true! Now I am done arguing with you. Go pack"

Elena looked at her father one more time before running upstairs and slamming her door shut. She couldn't believe that her dad was being so cruel to her. She just spent a few hundred dollars; it's not something to send someone away.

Elena's thoughts were interrupted with a knock on the door. Phil entered her room and sat on the bed next to her.

"This is not something to cry about" He says softly. "Learning that the girl you were with took all your hard earn money from you is"

Elena didn't smile or seemed to be amused. She sighed and softly asked, "I just can't believe he is doing this to me"

Phil nods. "That's exactly what I said"

Elena playfully pushed Phil. "This is no time to be cracking jokes"

Phil shakes his head. "No, being in your 3rd marriage is the time to crack jokes"

Elena raises her eyebrow. "Is Martha really your 3rd wife?"

"Sure is"

"What happened to your first two wives?"

"They died."

"How did your first wife die?"

"She ate some poisonous mushrooms."

"What about your second wife?"

"She died from a severe skull fracture."

"How did she get a skull fracture?"

"She wouldn't eat the mushrooms."

Elena giggles and pushes Phil again. Phil always knew how to make her laugh when she was down. And now she was going away from him and it just wasn't fair.

"Look, I'll help you pack" Phil got up and took out her suitcase. "It won't be so bad Elena."

Elena sighs. "Sure it will. I don't even know the guy and now I have to live with him"

Elena took out her clothes from her closet and started packing.

Elena stood in front of her mirror at 7 o'clock in the morning, putting her hair in a ponytail. She still couldn't believe that this was the day that she would go to this Salvatore's house. She looked in the mirror and starred at her reflection. The dark blue jeans, purple tank top and a black long sleeve mini jacket. She was ready for hell.

"Elena come down to eat."

She heard behind the door. She let out a deep sigh and grabbed her suitcases: 4 to be exact. She puts them down in front of the door and went to eat breakfast. Her father was already at the dinning table waiting for her. Elena didn't want to talk to him or even look at him. She sat down across from him and started eating without saying a word, and hoping that her father wouldn't either.

Breakfast went fast and neither of them said anything to each other. Elena never opened her mouth to say a word to her father, and he just looked at her not saying anyting either. Elena waited until she heard a car horn outside of her house. She grabs her suitcase and Phil grabs the rest. She walks outside to see a black 4 by 4 Chevrolet Silverado waiting for her. Inside was a man that looked like he was in his early 40s.

Phil loaded her suitcases in the back of the car and gave her a hug.

"Don't miss me to much" She says softly.

Phil smiles. "Trust me, I wont."

Elena's mouth drops and Phil gives her another smile. She waves at him and gets in the car of Mr. Salvatore.

"Good morning, Elena" Guiseppe stuck out his hand at her.

Elena shook it. "Good morning Mr. Salvatore"

Guiseppe chuckles. "Don't worry Elena. I'm not that bad and these few months will past by quickly than a blink of an eye." He starts the car and drives off into the road and away from Elena house.

By the time they arrived at his house, Elena was already car sick and naseous. It felt like they were driving for nine straight hours. But thank god that it was only 3 hours.

Guiseppe stops the car in front of his house. "You don't have to worry about anything Elena. This house only contains me and my son Damon. The houses next to us that we are friends with are the Pierces and they only have one son: Stefan. The rest are just people I don't like to associate with. But you are more welcome to hang out with them."

Elena nods and forces a smile on her face. It was clear that he was a nice guy, but what about his son Damon, or the next door boy, Stefan?

Elena got out of the car as soon as a jet black hair boy that looked her age strolled out of the house. He was wearing black jeans and a grey v-neck. His eyes were icy blue and Elena couldn't help but stare at him. It was almost unusual the way they both stepped out into the sun at the same time.

He came next to Elena and she gulped. She was sure that he was Damon.

"Damon help me with these bags" Guiseppe called out getting one of Elena bags out.

"Who's bags are these?"

"Mine" Elena said.

Damon raises his eyebrow. "So you're the girl that's going to be living with us"

"Yes and you're the twenty questions man"

Damon chuckled. "I see you like jokes"

Elena rolled her eyes. "Are you gonna help me with my bags or not?"

"Not." He turns around to leave but Guiseppe stops him. He turns back and stares at Elena. "You are so lucky"

He grabs her bag and starts walking towards the house.

"Damon show her to her room" Guiseppe called out after him. Elena heard Damon groaned and she already knew that she did not like him. But what choice did she have? She followed him in the house and up the stairs to her room. The house was big but Elena's was bigger.

Damon pushes the door open and drops the bags on the floor.

"Hey watch out!" Elena almost screams at him. "These bags are expansive and have important things in them"

Damon scoffs. "What kind?"

"I don't see how that's any of your buisness, perv"

Damon chuckles. "Don't flatter yourself honey."

Elena rolled her eyes again wondering how she was going to spend nine grueling months with him.

"Is this the room that I'll be sleeping in?"

Damon shakes his head. "Oh no, the garbage is out back" A grin spreads across his face.

Elena gives out a fake chuckle. "Aw, don't offer me your midnight snacks"

Damon chuckles and couldn't help but wonder about this girl in front of him. She had backbones and spunk, unlike most of the girls he knows.

"You're good" Damon compliments.

Elena rolled her eyes once more at his feeble atempt. She already hated him.

Damon left the room without saying another word to her and went downstairs. Elena picked up her bags and set it down on her bed. She was already homesick and sick of this place. Not only was she not going to see Caroline or Bonnie, but she was going to spend nine months in hell with this douchbag.

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