Not You Again
Chapter 8- New Get-Up
I smiled at Alaric as I approached the Front Desk of Better Vantage. "Yes, can I help you, madam?" He asked, politely, and I knew he hadn't recognized me because recognition wasn't shining in his eyes.
"I'm Bonnie, Alaric," I said, in a quiet voice and his eyes looked like they were going to pop out of their sockets.
"Bonnie?" Alaric grinned, running a hand through his light brown hair, "You look…whoa,"
I flipped my soft waves over my shoulder and smiled. "Thanks… I'm going to head in, okay?" I told him, when some clients entered and approached the desk.
"Okay. Good luck on your first day," He called after me, and I sighed, hoping it would be a good first day.
I entered the busy hallway, trying to remember from the interactive map on the website where the employee's offices were. They were somewhere near the back of the hallway on a door to the left. I wondered if I was supposed to go to Damon's office so he could assign me some work but I decided to check out my little office area first so I could settle in. Then I'd go hunting for him if he hadn't already sent for me.
I found a door labeled 'offices' and I pushed it open, trying not to make it creak. I entered and saw that it was the correct area. Small desk cubicles were set up in rows and employees were chatting into phones, typing into laptops or scribbling stuff down. Some of them were talking to each-other but most of them looked hard at work.
I realized I didn't know where my desk was anyway. I was just about to turn to go find Vickie or Anna to help me out when I spotted a familiar face on one of the desks. It was a girl with long brown locks and brown eyes dressed in a spaghetti strap purple top and a white skirt. Elena Gilbert? But what was she doing here?
Elena spotted me and her brown eyes lit up. She scrambled from her place and ran over to give me a hug. The second she was in my arms and I smelt her favorite strawberry-vanilla shampoo, I knew it wasn't her crazy twin sister, Katherine.
"Elena Gilbert?" I asked, in shock.
Elena pulled back and grinned at me, "Bonnie Bennett?" The excitement in her voice was palpable and I found myself grinning back at her.
I nodded. "Do you work here?" I asked, though it was a stupid question.
She nodded, "Yeah," She looked a little sheepish, "I know my major was economics but then I got interested in this and I took a few courses and got a job here, y'know," She ran a hand through her pin-straight locks.
"Hmm, well, as you know.. I've always wanted to work here," I told her, with a tiny smile.
"I'm glad you got the job. I'm assuming you did…" She trailed off, just shaking her head. "I can't believe you're actually here… I haven't seen you for like an age…"
"I know. I tried calling you but-,"
"New number," She waved her Blackberry Bold in front of my face and I laughed at her and nodded.
"Interesting," I commented, "Thanks for telling me, Elena," I joked.
She simpered, "I just forgot, honest? God….um… well, how about you come have dinner tomorrow with me and Stefan?" She asked.
"Where do you live?" I asked, because I remembered I still wanted to confront her about the Katherine dilemma.
"On the outskirts of New York. I'll send you a message with the deets. I still have your number I think…" She trailed off, typing something into her blackberry and scrunching her eyebrows up. "Mhmm, here it is.."
"Okay, that sounds good actually," I told her.
Elena nodded and squeezed one of my shoulders. "We have SO much catching up to do!" She exclaimed, just as Anna hurried up to us.
Anna gave me a thumbs up, "Bonnie, Mr. Salvatore wants you in his office," She said, scribbling something down onto her clipboard.
I nodded, "I'll have to excuse myself," I told Elena who nodded and shot me a bright smile.
"Good luck, Bon," Elena called, as I allowed Anna to lead me out of the employees' office area. I followed her into the hallway that led to Damon's office.
"So you met Elena Gilbert, huh?" Anna asked me, as she held a door open for me.
I entered, "Yeah, what about her?" I asked, because Anna had a funny look on her face. She looked kind of amused and disgusted at the same time. We entered the area where Vickie was sitting right outside of Damon's actual office room. Vickie was drinking a coffee and typing into her laptop.
"She's kind of Damon's….favorite," She said, smirking a little.
"Who? Elena?" Vickie called from on her desk.
"Yes," Anna told her, her brown eyes still on me.
I shrugged. "She is pretty likeable," I said, pleasantly, because I didn't want to make any enemies. It was clear Anna and Vickie couldn't stand Elena for some reason or the other. I wondered what she had done or hadn't done…
"Yes, sweet perfect Miss Gilbert," Anna sang, just as Vickie's buzzer went off.
She spoke into her headpiece. "Yes, Boss. She's here, okay…" She trailed off.
Anna nodded as if just remembering where she was. She gestured to the door, offering me a little smile. "See ya," She called, before she took her place on her desk.
I gulped a little and then stepped towards the door. I edged it open and entered the wide room, filled with as much awe as I was the first time. The room just had an incredibly relaxing yet elegant ambience to it. It was the perfect office room. I wondered who'd picked out the color scheme.
Damon was facing me this time and his jaw dropped as I entered the room. He was sitting on a loveseat in the corner of the room, papers in front of him on the pine table. I twirled as I approached him. I was happy because of how gobsmacked he looked. "What do you think, Damon?" I asked.
"You look… okay," He looked like he was trying to compose himself. For some reason, he looked like he couldn't tear his eyes away from my legs which I had to admit looked longer in the skirt ensemble Caroline had put me in.
"Hey…up here," I said, to get his attention.
Damon rolled his eyes at me and I felt we were back in high school all over again. "Well, get me a soda," He said, looking away.
"What?"
"Get me a soda, Bennett," Damon laughed cynically and I shot him a sarcastic look.
"You want a soda?" I asked, "That's my next task?"
"No. No way would I make it that easy. I'm just thirsty," Damon muttered.
"Why don't you ask Anna or Vickie to get it for you?" I demanded because I didn't come to work at a law firm to get sodas for assholes.
"No. They're too busy with important things," He informed me, in a bored tone of voice.
"But I'm a lawyer. Not your slave," I responded, looking him square in the blue eyes. His eyes lit up for a second.
"That's a nice thought. You, my slave…" He trailed off, "Too bad it's illegal,"
"This is illegal. You can't dangle the job in front of my face like this. I studied law, Damon," I snapped at him.
"It's my firm. My uncle gave it to me. I can do whatever the heck I want to, sister. If I just snap my fingers like this, a million girls will line up in front of the door begging for this job," He said, and he snapped his fingers as if to prove his point.
"I think they won't if they know you're going to order them around," I responded, snappily, but deep inside me, I knew it was the truth. Good jobs were hard to come around these days and this was a million dollar opportunity. Job salaries here could reach up to 50 grand a month; I'd researched it.
"Are you sure about that?" Damon shot me a cocky, challenging smile.
"Yes,"
"Do you want me to try?" He teased, and he grinned at me one more time.
"No!"
"Then get me a soda," He repeated, in a bored tone of voice.
I gritted my teeth together and glared at him for a few seconds. He just looked at me as if I was the most insignificant thing on the planet. I slumped away from him to get him the stupid soda the second he got a phonecall. Anna and Vickie were waiting outside, expectant looks on their faces.
"Well?" Vickie asked.
"I have to get him a dang soda," I informed her, in a tired and unbelieving voice.
Vickie nodded, "Well in that case, there's a soda machine in the employee's lounge," She said, "It's the third door to the right from the front desk,"
I sighed and started towards the lounge. I picked up a cherry soda and headed back to Damon's office. I knocked on the door before he called on me to enter then marched up to his desk and dumped the soda on it. He looked surprised.
"I didn't think you'd actually get it," He smirked, pushing his cell phone away from him and instead grabbing the soda.
"I shouldn't have got it," I admitted, annoyedly. "But I want this job,"
Damon took a sip of his soda, "Cherry? I wanted cream.." He trailed off, in a mock angry voice.
"Well go get it yourself," I responded, angrily. I couldn't believe him and his snappy, overly egotistic attitude.
"I was just playing with you, Bon Bon. You can't take a joke, can you?" He sipped his soda and I glowered at him folding my arms across my chest and standing there.
"Well, your next task is pretty easy," Damon admitted, as he put the cherry soda down and met eyes with me.
"What is it?" I asked, warily. I knew my tone was filled with suspicion as well as the expression on my face.
"You need to loosen up a little, Bennett,"
"Excuse me?" I asked, because I didn't know where he was going with this.
"Your next task is to go out with me to a bar and just have a good time," He clarified, his eyes locked on mine and waiting for my reaction.
"What the hell?"
A/N: Hey guys! You all probably hate me because I haven't updated for ages and this was like uber short but I have a good excuse! I started school just last week and its been kicking my butt like crazy with homework and quizzes and stuff… Plus I have volleyball training 3 times a week and I have SAT this year…
Anyway, enough of my complaining.. I'll try to update again when I can which might be soon or might be…not so soon… I'm sorry again. I'll try to make my updates a little more consistent but I have to make some sort of updating schedule that can tie in with school and stuff…
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Disclaimer: I don't own TVD! But Guess what? The Vampire Diaries is starting on Thursdayyyyy! Whoooooohooo! Yeah… but I don't own it lol..
