Chapter Four: Girls' Night Out

"I can't wear this," Elena complained to Caroline and Katherine as they entered the King Aquarius bar that was located in the middle of some ritzy hotel in fifth avenue. Normally, Caroline and Elena would balk at having a fifteen-dollar martini, but Katherine was mad and eager to blow some cash, so she had told them that dinner and drinks were on her. But apparently drinking was first on her list.

The this that Elena was talking about what the short, black dress that Katherine had lent her when she saw her "lumpy, librarian clothes" if she wasn't careful, she would end up exposing her red panties to everyone in sight.

"It barely covers my butt," Elena complained as they entered the bar. In all honestly, Elena had worn far more revealing clothes during her "second" job, but there was no way that she would let Katherine know that. Besides during her night job Elena was known exclusively as "Doe" and she could be whatever the hell she was wanted and wear see through anything. Plain old Elena Gilbert, well she wasn't comfortable showing skin.

"Come on, Gilbert," Caroline said as she retouches her red lipstick. "At least you have a cute butt, my ass is as flat as board."

"Asses as so last year anyway," Katherine said as she readjusted her push up bra so that her boobs gave a "better" view to everyone at the King Aquarius bar. "Thank god, we're both boob girls, right Care?"

Caroline rubbed her sore muscles. She had been painting all day and her arm felt stiff. "No, don't look at me, there is no way that I'm even thinking about getting laid tonight."

Katherine pouted. "Oh, why not. You can get someone else to do the painting, maybe a hunky new boyfriend."

Caroline rolled her eyes as the girls approach the bar and Caroline put her purse on the table. "I don't need a man to do anything, thank you very much. I'm a strong and independent woman and I can do whatever the hell I please."

"Amen to that," Katherine said as the three of them sat on the stool. "I'll have a dirty martini."

"Vodka tonic," Caroline said as she fixed her blond hair.

"Appletini," Elena said. Elena loved the sweet drink and a few minutes later the bartender came back with their order. "Enjoy ladies."

They murmured their thanks and Katherine took a sip. "Ok, ladies so what should we bitch about today. Ex-boyfriends? Bad selfies? My jackass of a law professor."

Elena rolled her eyes and whispered to Caroline. "Ignore her, she's just ticked off because her teacher gave her a bad grade."

"Excuse me, I studied my butt off," Katherine scowled. "As if wasn't bad enough that he's so anal about time. I'm serious, the man has probably never had fun in his life. Another dirty martini."

Before Caroline could tease her to (the point of Kat getting mad which was always entertaining) she heard a voice behind her. "Caroline? Well, it is you."

Caroline felt a chill do down her spine when she heard that adorable, British accent. It couldn't be, could it. "Klaus?" she quipped. Yes, it was Klaus the sexy as hell architect man who Caroline had meet briefly at some bar. He was wearing a pale blue dress shirt and black pants. "Funny coincidence."

"I don't believe in coincidences, love." Klaus raised an eyebrow as he greeted Katherine and Elena. "And I assume that these lovely ladies are your friends."

"Katherine," Katherine said lightly, but promptly returned to her drink.

"Elena Gilbert," Elena said, but for some reason she had a panicky look on her face that resembled a stray deer. "I'm sorry, I have to go."

"Hold on, I need to pee," Katherine said as she followed suit.

Klaus gave Caroline an amused smile and Caroline laughed awkwardly. "Sorry, they are usually not this embarrassing. Fancy seeing you here and look at you all dressed up. Are you on a date?"

"No exactly," Klaus said. "My buddy and I are trying to cheer my brother up. Jilted at the alter and he is quite a perfectionist. He still hasn't gotten over the shock."

Caroline gave him a sympathetic smile. "Oh, I'm so sorry. That must have been awful for him."

"Don't be," Klaus said. "He dodged a bullet as far as I'm concerned."

Caroline rolled her eyes playfully. "Are you always this blunt with people you've just meet?"

"Only people that I feel confident with." Klaus cleared his throat. "Can I buy you a drink?"

Caroline shrugged as she ordered another drink and Klaus ordered a whisky next her. "So how is that famous event planning service going. I might be your first customer, even though I don't have a big event. Do you do office meetings?"

Caroline stifled a slight laugh. "No, but when you get married. Give me a call. Any news on the architecture front."

Klaus followed her own cheeky demeanor. "Oh, you know how the old saying goes. People want new buildings, people want to destroy buildings and that's what I'm here for."

Caroline laughed. "That is so not a saying." She took a bite of the extra olive in her drink. "Are you flirting with me, Mr. Mikaelson? Because in all honesty you're not really good at it."

"I have an accent love, I can say anything I'd like and people would think it's Shakespeare." Klaus said with a raised eyebrow as he took the stray olive from Caroline's glass. "As for the flirting, I would say yes if you told me that it was actually working."

Caroline paused for a bit with a teasing pause. "I'm still debating. Do all of your sibling's sound like James Bond."

"We all went to different boarding schools, so we have different accents. Except my brother, Elijah he stayed here in the States. He was always Daddy's favorite. Has anyone ever told you that you are a very beautiful woman, Caroline."

Caroline gripped her glass. "Stop, please I'm very flattered, honestly are believe me when I say that you're really, really. . .h-good looking. But honestly, I'm busy right now I have my business, and I need get sponsors, and my mom still thinks I'm going to change my mind- "

"Whoa," Klaus said. "Caroline, I didn't ask for a blood contract. To be honest, I'm in the same boat as you I'm not looking for anything serious especially on my plate. But that doesn't mean we can't hang out."

Katherine needed to pee, badly. Honestly, what idiot had the idea that they should only have one bathroom, Katherine would be lucky even if she didn't squat and pee over a potted plant. Katherine distracted herself by going through old Instagram photos.

"Miss Pierce?" Katherine felt a chill go down her spine and she looked up and saw her law professor staring at her. He looked worn out and he hadn't shaven in almost a week. "What are you doing here? Are you even legal?"

"Of course I am, Katherine spat. "But while we're here, professor let's talk about my grade."

Elena could feel her heart racing and she didn't know if she wanted to cry or puke on the floor. It was that man from the bachelor party. What did he say his name was? Elena could hardly remember, or better yet she didn't want to remember.

Did he recognize her? Did he know that she was a stripper who went under the name of Doe? Crap, what if he told Caroline?

Elena's thoughts were interrupted as she felt herself bumping into someone. "Watch it." The voice growled.

"Sorry," Elena squeaked as she stopped short and stared at the person who she had just bumped into. The very tall, dark hair person. Damon blinked once then twice. "Doe?"

-End of Chapter Four-

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