Handsome Devil

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries or its characters. I only own my plot and my OC's. I will update as soon as I am able. Please let me know what you think. Hope y'all like my story.

I tapped my foot impatiently in the elevator of the apartment building I was living in, waiting to get to the first floor. I was in black slacks, a dressy blue blouse, and black flats. My long raven hair was in a braided bun on top of my head. I had an important interview soon, and if I didn't hurry I would be late. When the elevator finally opened with a ding I bolted as fast as I could out of the building. Only to slam into a hard body. I was 5ft 4 and I looked up to see a tall hot guy that looked about my age. His brunette hair framed his face nicely. He had deep brown eyes and lovely high cheekbones.

"I am so sorry." I say to him quickly. I rush past him and across the street. When I reached the other side I glance back to see him staring at me with an eyebrow raised. I gave him an apologetic look before continuing my run to my car.

"Drive that bitch like you stole it!" I shout angrily to the car in front of me. Of course, the day I was in the biggest hurry these idiots decide to drive the slowest. My luck. It took me twenty minutes to make it to the college when it should have only took me 10 minutes, tops. I went to college in Georgia and a few months after graduation I moved to Denver to be close to my sister. I was lucky to get this interview. I am tired of working jobs that have nothing to do with my degree. I walked confidently to the front desk.

"Hello ma'am." I greet the elderly woman with a warm smile. "I have an interview at 1:00 with the president of the college."

"Of course, right this way." She responded to me straight-faced, her voice was monotone. You'd think they would have a friendlier person at the front desk. She led me to an office and told me that the president would be right with me before leaving. I stayed standing as I waited for the president to come. I took a deep breath to calm down my nerves. I will do fantastic, I told myself with a nod of my head. The door opened and a short man with salt and pepper hair walked in. His hazel eyes were just as friendly as his smile.

"Hello." He greeted me and we shook hands firmly. "I'm Robert Vann. It's nice to meet you."

"I'm Zorra White. I am honored to be here sir." I reply with a warm confident smile.

"Have a sit and we'll get started." He gestured to one of the seats with his right hand.

The interview lasted an hour and he asked me all sorts of questions. What are a few of your favorite development tools and why? What are a few sites you admire and why? What are a few personal web projects you've got going on? How do you stay on top of current design trends? Why do you want to work here at the college? Those are just a few.

I am leaning against the wall outside the college. I feel like I did very well in that interview. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked for messages. I missed a call from a new friend of mine, Jeremy Gilbert. I met him at the batting catches a few days ago. I haven't seen him since but we have been texting. He is a sweetie. He is a dual enrollment student at the college. He moved from Virginia for the program and is living with some family friends. It's nothing romantic though, completely platonic. I called him back.

"Zorra! Hey, whatcha up to?" He asked.

"Just got done with the interview at the college."

"Oh, that's right." He laughed sheepishly. "You told me about that. How did it go?"

"It went great. Is everything okay?"

"Everything is fine. I was meeting a friend at the batting cages and I was wondering if you wanted to join."

"Absolutely." I reply. "I will go home to change and head right there."

"Great! See you soon!"

"See ya soon Jeremy." I hang up and headed to my car. I am glad Jeremy called. I am off for the weekend but unfortunately my sister isn't. I probably would have stayed in my apartment and watched Netflix all day. It took me thirty five minutes to get home, change, and get to the batting cages. I changed into camo skinny jeans, a tan t-shirt, and tennis shoes. I let my hair down. It fell to my belly button in ebony waves. I was walking down the sidewalk to the cages. As I turned the corner I slammed into a hard chest. I swore under my breath. Really? Again today?

"We've got to stop meeting like this, darling." A beautifully accented voice says. I jerk my head up as I stumble back a step, seeing an attractive face looking at me. There was a smirk on his pretty lips. It was the hot guy from earlier today. I fought a blush as I looked at him. It's not fair that he is that good looking and British too.

"Sorry again." I smile up at him. I hold out my hand for him to shake. His deep brown eyes framed by long lashes winked at me.

"It's quite alright. There are worse things in the world than a beautiful woman running into you." He says as he takes my hand. To my astonishment he kisses it, causing tingles to linger where lips touched my hand. He's attractive, British, and charming? That's a dangerous combination. I couldn't fight my blush that time.

"What's your name?" I asked him when he stood back up to his 6ft 3 height. My light green eyes are locked with his dark ones. I hated that I couldn't think of a more witty line to say.

"I'm Kol. What's your name, love?" He asked with a slight tilt of his head. His hair was in stylish mess around his face. That accent makes everything he says sound cute, so unfair. He seems fit. I bet he works out.

"Zorra! Kol! Hey, I see you guys have met." Jeremy's voice cut in, breaking our moment. I resisted the urge to glare at him as I turned to face him. Jeremy was 6ft tall with straight brown hair and matching eyes. He was 17 and he still had a little bit of baby face.

"We have indeed." Kol answered smoothly. My eyes flicker back to his. There was an intense look in his eyes that made my stomach flip-flop. He blinked and the look was gone. A smile replaced the smirk and he clapped Jeremy on the shoulder. "Hey mate. I was just heading to you. I got distracted when this pretty little thing ran into me."

I roll my eyes at Kol and the smirk returned. Jeremy chucked at us both.

"Come on guys, let's get started." Jeremy said jerking in head in the direction of the batting cages.

All of the cages were taken except one. Jeremy and I stood side by side outside the cage as Kol enters. He sent me a wink and he twirled the bat. I hid a smile as rolled my eyes at him again. We watched as Kol hit every single ball.

"Careful. I think you might be drooling a bit." Jeremy whispers to me under his breath. I elbowed him hard in the side and he snickered.

"I am not. Shut up!" I hissed back. My eyes locked on Kol's muscular form. After he hit another ball he shot me a smile. I couldn't help but smile back.