Elena wakes to an empty bed. Damon had left late in the night. She hated that they couldn't really be together for right now anyways. She looks at the clock and started getting ready to head to the strip club. She curls her long dark hair. She looks in the mirror, realizing that this was how she had worn her hair for the Miss Mystic Falls pagent.

She shrugged her shoulders slipping into her short black dress that stops a little higher than mid thigh. She looks at herself. The black dress was an off the shoulder and hugged her body like a second skin. The entire dress was made of lace and underneath the lace was solid black that fell about three inches before the lace did revealing her skin.

She slid on her black leather high boots which covered her knees. Glancing at the clock she started to quicken her pace. She gathers her purse and black long coat, throwing it on running out the door. She quickly locked the dead bolt and turned around making her way quickly to her car.

She drives for ten minutes when she sees Levels. She parks and reaches into her glove compartment and took out her sunglasses, putting them on. She then reaches into her purse and slips a piece of gum into her mouth. She exits the car and saunters toward the entrance stopping at the bouncer.

"Can I help you miss?" He asks her staring at her lecherously.

"Yes you can." She pushes her sunglasses down her nose, smiling. "I'm here about a position for employment."

"Come right in miss..."

"Comelli. Thank you."

She walks in, studying the club.

"You must be Elena. Your picture does not do you justice."

"Awe. Thanks." She replies smacking her lips with her gum. "You must be..."

"The name is Kol... Kol Michaelson."

"Well Kol..." She says taking off her sunglasses. "Would you like to start the interview?" She asks shrugging off her coat. Elena knew that men were attracted to her and she is usually very shy about being exposed but she has to stay in character.

"There's no need. You're hired." Kol replies his eyes fixed on her body.

"Alright, I'll get started right away."

"There's no need." She looks at him quirking her eyebrow.

"I must show you first." He states holding his hand out for her to take it.

Elena hesitantly takes it in hers. He guides her down the balcony to where the bar is. "Would you like a drink Miss Comelli?"

"Please call me Elena. I would love one."

"Barkeep, this young lady would like a drink."

The bartender turns around. Damon and Elena's eyes meet as he mixes her drink. "White Russian coming up."

"Wow... how'd you know that?"

"I bartend for a reason. I have an eye for what people like."

"That never gets old Damon." Kol admits. "Isn't he great?"

"Yeah... he sure is."

"This is Damon. He's our bartender of course, and you met Leroy. He's one of the bouncers."

Damon brings Elena's drink placing it on a napkin infront of her.

Kol drones on and on giving Elena a tour of the club. Since the club wasn't officially open yet, it was pretty empty. Elena soon became bored when Kol starting talking about cars and how his car has turbo...Wa Wa Wa was all she heard. It was like she was watching Charlie brown. The club was just about to open and he excused himself, having something to finish doing before opening the club.

"You're welcome to stay for awhile. You can get the lay of the land and what not. Go enjoy yourself at the bar. Tell Damon to put it on my tab."

'Thank god he left!' Elena thought to herself. If she had to listen to him drone on anymore she would've fallen asleep. She makes her way back to the bar. Finding Damon at the bar, with the dancers fawning all over him.

Elena's POV

I keep the anger bottled up inside.

"Could I get you something to drink?" I look to where the voice came from. When I see a man, I haven't seen before.

"I don't think that we've met." I took the time to take in his appearance. He was quite handsome.

"No, we have not. Trust me I'd remember. I never forget a face especially one as gorgeous as yours." I could feel my cheeks grow red as I smiled. There's something so captivating about him. I just couldn't put my finger on it.

"I'm Elijah." he introduced himself reaching out his hand. I take it without hesitation. There was something telling me that he wasn't involved with everything going on. He seemed way too nice to know.

"Elena."

He's about 5'11 in height, and has a lanky, yet muscular body. He has short brown hair. His eyes looked into mine with mezmerizing hazel brown eyes. his facial features are devine almost angelic with high cheek bones, a strong jawline and a straight nose...like Damon. I glance back over to where he was...just in time to see a blonde wrap her arm around his waist. I quickly look away not wanting to see anymore.

"Well, Elena what will it be?"

Just then Damon appears out of nowhere placing a White Russian in front of me.

"Elijah!" Some woman from the other side of the bar called.

"Please excuse me I better get her drink...she gets quite mad when I don't." He chuckles sending a wink my way. I simply smile and nod my head.

"Having fun?" Damon asked while drying a glass with a hand towel.

"Oodles. You?"

"Tons." he replies.

"So I've seen you made some friends." I said looking at the girls who are making their rounds to the men sitting at the tables.

"What can I say. Somwe girls just can't resist my good looks...my style and my charm...and my unflinching ability to listen to Taylor Swift."

"Sounds like someone's a little full of themself."

"It also sounds like someone's jealous." He answers back with that beautiful smile of his.

"You are sadly mistaken Mr. Bartender." I reply with a smile, completely forgetting his undercover last name. "I'm simply observing while enjoying my delicious drink."

Kol comes back and sits at the stool next to me. "So... Elena what are you doing tomorrow night?" he asks me.

"Going to dinner." I smile at him.

"Oh with who?"

"You." I stated so mater of factly.

Kol looked flabbergasted.

"Or was I mistaken to think that you were asking me out just now?" I look at him quirking my eyebrow.

"Erm...Yes. No. I mean-"

"Pick me up at 7." I pull out a twenty from my purse and lay it on the table taking my leave, taking one last glance at Damon. The expression on his face looked impressed. He probably didn't think I'd be able to pull that one off. Well he was sadly mistaken, because Kol was excited like a small child on christmas morning.