Men and women were grinding up against one another as the music boomed throughout the old wear house that had been remodeled to make it look a little bit more welcoming. Not that any one there cared for the shape of the house. No one cared, they were all there for something completely different, and that was to have a good time. The girls all wore insanely revealing clothing, not far from looking like sluts. Who were they kidding, that was exactly what they were, sluts. As for the men, well they didn't really mind just as long as they got what they wanted at the end of the night. Or sooner, they didn't care. There was no specific dance floor for the people to dance on but they all just huddled up in a Hugh crowd as their bodies moved to the beat. At the same time you could hear cars speeding all over the place but there was always one main race going on where people could come and cheer for their favorite or if they were just plain wasted and hade no idea of what they wear doing, only that they were having a good time. The people were all placed on specific places on the "food chain", if you will. There were the people who came there just to have fun and knew few of the people there and were merely just invites. Then there were the bystanders who had friends there, but never engaged in any of the activities that went down except for the occasional bike or car race. Then there were the people who in some way you could say were royalty there. Now just like everyone knows some royalties were higher up then others. And that was exactly what it was like there to. And just like in all other kingdoms everybody had there place some were higher up then others. And of course each kingdom had its monarch. It's King.
Now obviously not everyone was all that pleased with this and almost every single day there would break out arguments that would start with snide comments and would always end up with fights. And in this case the ruler would always win. He was without a shadow of a doubt the most feared man in this kingdom and you did not want to get on his bad side, or you might as well just shoot yourself in the head and get it over with, because he would tear you from limb to limb. Do it painfully slowly and not think twice in doing so. And this said King had a name and it was Damon Salvatore. Damon was a ruthless 23-year-old man who barely had a moral bone in his body. Barely. Even though nobody knew it, not even himself. He was currently on the dance floor and was starting to get increasingly bored with the current girl on his arm and it wasn't long until he pushed her away from him and strolled to the bar. It wasn't like people bowed to him and parted like the Red Sea when he walked past, but the just knew how to be cautious. Damon got to the bar and waved at the bartender. Not a minute had past until there was ice-cold beer in front of him. He took it in his hand and turn around to watch the scene before him. The song In The Dark by DEV came on just as his best friend and partner in crime, Klaus, walked up to him and got his own drink and joined Damon in observing everything like they owned the place, which they metaphorically speaking did. After a few moments of silence Klaus decided to tell Damon what he had heard about.
"So you'll never guess who's coming tonight." Klaus said.
"Who?" Damon asked simply, half caring, half not.
"That dancer who no one knows and hasn't been here in like six months." Klaus said eagerly. That caught Damon's attention and his eyes widened slightly at the information he had just heard.
"Are you serious? The dancer that I made five grand off of." Damon asked. He had always thought fondly of the little dancer that seemed to be able to move just as fast as the Mighty Mississippi one second and as slow as a turtle the other. And strangely that dancer was the one person to ever show up there that he didn't know the name of. Hell he didn't even know his gender, but Damon liked to guess by his size and body build that he was really a she. He was pulled out of his thoughts when all of the sudden the music stopped and everyone stopped what the were doing and a petite hooded figure in black cargo pants and grey hoodie vest and a NY cap on its head came jumping down from a ledge the looked over the entire place. Every thing went silent and the dancer just stood there. No one dared to move as if he/she would disappear if they did. And then it started, Money in the bank by Swizz Beats started and the dancer started moving rapidly. Somewhere along the way the hood on the dancers head dropped to reveal a pony tail tucked into the hole of the cap, but it also revealed that this dancer was a indeed a girl. It was evident by the slight cleavage that was showing, but that didn't stop her. The song ended but as it did back-up dancers came out in all black attire so to not outshine the star.
The new song started and that just so happened to be Fuego by Pitbull. But before they stared to dance she zipped down her hoodie vest and tossed it into the crowed and revealing her toned and tanned abs and stomach with that black crop top she was wearing. And then it all started again only getting better and everyone knew that this was far from over. She started to pop her chest up and down and moving her hips in a very hypnotizing manor. No one was focused on the back-up dancers, but on the girl that seemed oblivious to all of them. When the song ended all of the dancers left the floor and a new dancer who hadn't been there before came out. The girl smirk an evil grin as she shook hands with the man and then the song Church by T-pain came on. They turned away from each other and walk about ten feet away from one another and then they broke out into a fast paced street dance battle. The girl was obviously winning, but if you look closely enough you could sense that they were kind of working together. A gunshot noise erupted and as the sound came over and over again they took turns mock shooting at one another, but it was far from being lame. It was actually very fitting to the situation. The song like the previous before ended and the girl won the battle. Throughout the next thirty minutes she danced both alone and with the back-up dancers. But then, after yet another song finished everything went dark and it stayed that way for almost a minute but then they came back on and it showed the girl in now black shorts and a fitted black crop top that left just the right amount to the imagination. She didn't have the cap on her head anymore, but she had on Ray Ban sunglasses so no one saw her eyes.
A sickly sweet smile was on her lips and then the same man that was in the dance battle came back out only this time they danced together, the tango to be exact and to the song Bust your windows by Jazmine Sullivan. They danced together like they had done it a thousand times before. Their movement was graceful and elegant yet at the same time sharp and edgy. All to soon it had all ended and the lights went dead. Damon felt someone bump into him harshly and normally he would have said something but since he couldn't see anything all he did was stand there. The lights came back on and people started chatting about the amazing performance. Damon looked around trying to find a glimpse of the girl who had been dancing in front of everyone here but he couldn't find her anywhere. He look down and gave a sigh of defeat, but before he looked up again he saw a necklace or to be more specific a dog tag necklace. He bent down and picked it up and looked at it for some time until he turned it around. A simple EG was engraved on one of the tags. He thought nothing of it, but he still stuffed it in his jacket pocket. Damon looked around again trying to find Klaus and of course he was standing at the bar talking to his girlfriend, Caroline Forbes. Klaus had come to Damon about a month and half ago telling him about her, saying that he was in love and that she was the one. Damon did in fact know how old she was, which was seventeen, and all though he might not be all too happy with it he bit his tongue and congratulating him instead and that was an extremely rare thing for Damon Salvatore to do. He walked over to them and immediately his signature smirk was in place.
"Klaus, you do realize it's wrong to ditch your friend for your girlfriend you know. I am officially hurt." He said in mock hurt and put his hand to his chest as if to show he was physically hurt.
"You'll survive." Klaus said, not even bothering to look at him. "Caroline dear, didn't you say you were going to bring your friend with you tonight? Elena was it?" Klaus asked. Caroline's eyes went wide and a gasp escaped her lips.
"Oh my God." Was all she could say? Before she had a chance to panic a voice called out. "CARONLINE!" The three of them turned around to see the owner of the voice. A girl with silky stick strait chocolate brown hair and striking curves made her way towards them she looked slightly uneasy and her brown eyes looked worried. She walked up to them, but her eyes were fixated on Caroline and she didn't even acknowledge the two men standing there.
"Caroline, how could you just walk away like that, I was scared to death, for you and for myself." She said looking somewhat frightened, but there was something in her eyes that said otherwise.
"I'm sorry 'Lena, I thought you were right behind me." Caroline apologized.
"It's fine, just don't do it again." The girl said.
"Alright, now that you're here, I'd like you to meet someone." Caroline said with a beaming smile. "Elena, this is my boyfriend Klaus. Klaus this is my best friend Elena." She said gesturing to each of them. Klaus stuck out his hand to Elena. She took his hand and gave it a firm shake.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Elena, Caroline has told me a lot about you." Klaus said with a warm smile.
"Likewise, but I can't exactly say the same." Klaus just laughed and rolled his eyes.
"It's quite alright, Caroline said she just told you about us today." Elena just smiled at him. Caroline had told her Klaus had a bad reputation and did bad things, but she said she loved the guy so what could she really do. She was brought out of her thoughts when someone cleared their throat. She turned her head to the noise and saw man with onyx hair and icy blue eyes standing not two feet from them.
"Oh, sorry," Caroline said "Elena this is Damon Salvatore, Klaus' best friend." Damon smirked and took Elena's hand.
"It's a pleasure." Elena said simply.
"I'm sure it is." Damon said grinning and let go of her hand, but he wasn't sure if he was just imagining the spark that he felt when their hands touched or not.
"Cocky much?" Elena asked.
"Always." Damon said. Elena just rolled her eyes unimpressed.
"Elena, why do you look like you just ran a mile?" Caroline asked out of nowhere. Elena's eyes widened at that, but she immediately changed her facial expression.
"Well it's probably all the running I did to try to find you." She said bluntly.
"Oh, ok." Then Caroline's face lit up. "Oh my God, Elena you should have seen it, there was this amazing girl dancing and she put this whole show on. It was amazing. The way she moved blew my mind." Caroline ranted. A small smile formed on Elena's face and something in her eyes sparked. Damon thought this was a little suspicious, but just blew it of.
"Really?" Was all she said though.
"It was amazing." Caroline repeated.
"I'm sure it was." Elena said with a hint of a grin. Damon couldn't help the feeling like something didn't add up to the way she was acting. Hips don't lie came on and Caroline practically begged on her knees for Klaus to dance with her and of course he couldn't refuse her pout. They left Damon and Elena behind and it became slightly awkward, but Damon couldn't have that so he asked Elena if she cared to dance with him. At first she looked at the dance floor cautiously, then back to Damon and then finally nodded her head. Damon took her hand and led her to the dance floor. Damon didn't know if she could dance or not, but she for sure had the body for it. His questions were answered when they got there. Elena started moving her hips against his in a way that shouldn't be allowed. Her back was to his chest and his hands on her bare waist. They were lost in their own little world and they didn't even know each other. Yet it still seemed like they did, like they had always known one another, just never met face to face before. Elena's body was covered in a thin layer of sweat that made her skin shine, but that only made her look even more hypnotic. Damon was definitely not complaining. Not at all.
"You want to go get something to drink?" Damon whispered in Elena's ear seductively. All she could do was nod and she let him lead her to the bar. People, or better yet women, stared in envy at her as the made their way to the bar, but neither of them took notice. Damon got each of the a beer and then they kind of just stood there for a while looking on at the crowd and this time a comfortable silence set itself between them. Damon finally asked.
"So are you the same age as your friend over there?" He asked inclining towards Caroline. A small grin formed on her face.
"No I'm just turned eighteen two months ago. Why? Got a problem with that?" She challenged.
"Not at all." He said, returning her grin. "So are you a local here in Mystic Falls?" He asked, yet again turning his charm on.
"Look I enjoy a good heart to heart just as much a the next girl, but I don't know you and I don't mind keeping it that way." She said slightly annoyed with the man standing next to her. Damon on the other hand didn't really know what to do, he was stunned that she had dared talked to him that way. He was Damon Salvatore for fucks sake. But somewhere lingering deep, deep inside of him he was in a way a little impressed with this girl. Not that he would ever admit that.
"Do you know who I am? And if you don't want to know me then why did you just dance with me." He said in a dangerously low whisper. Elena didn't look fazed one bit she only took a sip from her beer and then answered; "I danced with you because you offered and I like to dance, and no I don't know who you are only your name."
"You better watch yourself sweetheart." He said giving her a dangerous smile.
"Or what? Huh. Are you going to hit me or something worse." She said pushing herself from the bar and towards him, her hands on her hips.
"You have no idea who you're dealing with honey." She was about to answer him but was interrupted by Caroline and Klaus coming up to them Klaus had a sly smirk on his lips and Caroline look a little flustered from dancing.
"Elena aren't' you having a good time?" Caroline asked enthusiastically. Elena caught her eye on something or more like someone who she knew very well.
"A blast." She said her voice laced with sarcasm. She started walking to the person. But she stopped besides Klaus. "Your friend is an ass by the way. Just thought you should know." Elena said just high enough for Damon to hear her and then she left leaving them all speechless. Elena walked through the crowed easily as she made her way to a person she had known for a very long time. Finally she stopped in front of the man and crossed her arms.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Mason Lockwood. It's been what? Six months. Right?" She asked.
"Elena Gilbert. It's been a long time. To long." He said in all seriousness, mimicking the look on her face. They stood there for a moment before they couldn't keep up the act and they broke out into smiles and Elena jumped into his arms and he caught her in mid air and spun her around in circles before stopping and they just stood there for a second before letting go of each other.
"Elena Gilbert." He repeated in amazement.
"Mason Lockwood." She said as well. "It's great to see. You look good."
"I could say the same thing. I mean look at you, all grown up. I never thought I'd see the day when I said that Elena Gilbert actually looks sexy." At that Elena blushed and looked down. "Aw. Did I make little Elena blush?" He mocked her giving her a little pout.
Elena looked up and glared at him and hit his arm. "Shut up."
Mason just laughed and soon Elena joined him. Mason reach out his hand for her to take and asked; "Would you like to dance?"
"I thought you'd never ask." She said smirking. He practically dragged her to the make shift dance floor and they immediately started moving expertly to the rhythm, their bodies molding together all the while three pairs of eyes were watching them shocked at what they were witnessing in front of them.
