Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries or Charmed! I want to try a new story I just can't seem to get my inspiration for my other story. I hope you like this one, sorry it's so short but I want to get feedback before I write more. Chapters will get longer later on, enjoy. Sorry but I decided to change the characters name I don't like writing Prue/Damon so it's going to be an Elena/Damon fanfic, enjoy!

I just got home and of course Phoebe and Cole were making out, I rolled my eyes and walked passed them. I've never really forgiven Cole for all the times he tried to kill us in the past, and I let him know it every day. I walked into the kitchen to find something to eat; usually we had leftovers from the night before. I took out day old lasagna, and heated it up. It was almost ten and I would soon enough have to start my shift at the Grill. Some nights I don't mind working their but other nights I hate it. Were short on money, even with Phoebe's and Pipers combined paychecks we barely make it by. Piper is a cook at diner that doesn't pay very well, Phoebe is the only one who makes decent pay; she's an advice columnist.

"You going to work?" Phoebe asked walking into the kitchen.

"Yeah." I said putting on my jacket. "I better go before I'm late." As I was about to leave Phoebe looked like she wanted to say something. I signed in annoyed, "What is it?"

"I'm just going to come out and say this, Elena I don't like the way you treat Cole, so could you please just put a little effort into being nice to him. I would really appreciate it."

I couldn't believe her she wanted me to be nice to him? He tried to kill us! "Phoebe do you not remember all the times Cole tried to kill us?" I snapped. "So to answer your question no I won't try and be nice to him."

"Cole's changed; I just wish you would see it." She said.

"You just think he's changed; now I have to get to work before I'm late." I said.

"Fine."

I left angry, which is never good for me when I'm working. I tend to have anger management issues which can sometimes affect my patience at work. Once I got to the Grill I went to the bar to serve drinks. I usually work as a bartender but sometimes I'll work as a waitress when were running short on staff. The night was pretty slow, not much business not that it's any skin off my nose. I still get paid regardless.

"Hey Elena." Andy said sitting down at the bar he leaned forward to give me a kiss.

"Hey, what are you doing up so late? Don't you have to get up early for work tomorrow?" I asked cleaning the counter. Andy is a cop; we've been dating for a few months. But he doesn't know that me and my sisters are witches.

"Yeah but I wanted to see you, I haven't seen you all week and this is the only time I've been able to see you." He said.

"I know, I missed you."

For the rest of the night I served drinks at the bar and talked to Andy, at two in the morning I got to go home. When I got in the house it was dark, nothing unusual since everyone was asleep by now, I took out some cheese cake from the fridge for a late night snack. Once I finished up, I went up to bed. I was exhausted, I didn't even bother changing. When I got in my room, I was about to get in bed but I saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye. I turned and saw Damon Salvatore.

"Hello Elena."

Please review so I know If you liked the story or not, I also don't have a beta because I don't feel like dealing with the whole thing, sorry about the grammar.