Chapter 8: Scamming

Summary: Damon pulls a scam.

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The morning light slipped in through Damon's window and he squinted against it. Rays of sun covered the room, beautiful yet painful at the same time. They stung his eyes.

Damon pulled on a fresh shirt and a new set of trousers. He put on his boots and walked to the University's office.

Senor Rabaldi sat at his desk examining a multitude of papers.

Damon cleared his throat to get the man's attention.

He looked up at Damon, any trace of happiness draining from his face.

"Can I help you, Damon?" He asked.

"Damon? What happened to Mr. Salvatore?" Damon smiled.

"I have decided that you are a far too despicable person to address as a Sir." His eyes brows met in a scowl, "Now, what do you need so that I may get on with my daily schedule?"

"I want all the money that my father has invested in my stay here. I am going home, permanently this time. You couldn't pay me to stay in this hell hole a moment longer." Damon crossed his arms.

Senor Rabaldi smiled, "Well, no skin off my nose." He withdrew a large book from his desk and turned to the back of the book to the "S's". He turned one more page.

"Salvatore, Salvatore." He read.

"Good, you know my name. Get on with it." Damon replied impatiently.

"It appears your father has invested well over 10 thousand in this school. After subtracting your stay here, along with food, and classes, you are left with a grand total of 3,500 dollars." Senor Rabaldi looked at him.

"Wonderful, now return it." Damon taped his fingers on the desk.

Senor Rabaldi dipped his pen in ink and wrote on a check, "3,500 dollars to Damon Salvatore." he handed him the check.

"Grazie." Damon said, and left the office without a backwards glance.