Hey guys, I promised y'all I would write a Klaroline AU teacher/student fic based on my Twitter post from last week. I finally got around to that and since I'm a complex person, I decided to make this a drabble instead of one shot haha but I'm still working on the next chapter of "This Love" which is my priority so updates will come when they come.

Enjoy

"I want to thank you again, Elijah. You didn't have to do this." Klaus said to his brother Elijah as they walked down the hallway of Whitmore High School. With Elijah being principal of the school, it was not too difficult for him to squeeze a job in for his younger brother.

Elijah smirked. "No need to thank me, brother. The position was open and I knew you were looking for work, it was a no brainier."

Klaus grinned. It wasn't that him and Elijah weren't close but as the years passed and Klaus moving to New York while Elijah stayed behind and raised a family, hindered their relationship. It wasn't until two years ago when Klaus moved back home that those old wounds began to heal.

"Should I be frightened that I'm filling the spot of a teacher who as you said 'aggresively quit?' "

Elijah chuckled. "Mrs. Fell had her own personal issues hence why the aggression but the class is fine I assure you. You'll do great." He reassures before opening the classroom door, stepping into the room full of teenagers.

"Class, I know things have been rocky with Mrs. Fell gone and different substitutes every class but we have finally found a permanent teacher. This is Mr. Mikaelson and he'll be your Literature professor for the remainder of the semester. And yes, he is my brother and yes he will report to me of any misconduct so all of you treat him the upmost respect as if I was teaching you. The floor is yours."

Elijah concluded, gesturing Klaus to come further into the room before giving him a light pat on the back and walking out the class.

Klaus nervously pressed his lips together, setting his suitcase on his desk then standing behind it.

"Well I guess we can skip the introduction part. I will learn each of your names accordingly. Based on the seating chart, it looks like everyone is here except...a Miss Forbes?" He questioned eyeing the empty seat in the front row.

"She'll be here soon. She's always late."

"Thank you...Miss?"

"Bennett. Bonnie Bennett."

He nodded to her in acknowledgment before shifting his attention to the speedy blonde rushing through the door to her seat.

"Ah, the speed demon. I presume you to be Miss Forbes?"

She looked him up and down slowly, briefly gasping at his unexpected British accent. Her eyes shifting from his golden curls to his black dress shoes before settling back onto his eyes.

"You presumed right. New substitute?"

He briefly smirked. "Teacher, actually. My name is Mr. Mikaelson and you would've known that if you weren't late."

"I'm always late. Mrs. Fell never had a problem with it."

"Well as you can see I am not Mrs. Fell which means if you don't have a legitimate reason for being late it counts as a tardy."

She raised her eyebrow. "You can't give me a tardy on your first day here."

"I believe I just did, Miss Forbes. By the way, you've made such a great first impression you can stay 15 minutes after class." Klaus stated with a grin before turning his back to the rather intrigued looking blonde student.

The blonde twirled one of her curls around her finger impatiently sitting in her seat staring at the clock before staring down at the handsome teacher flipping through papers. She examined every stroke of his red pen and every crinkle in his eyebrow. She tilted her head slightly before pressing her lips together.

"Something bothering you Miss Forbes?" Klaus sighed the question.

"Just curious. You haven't even collected any assignments, what are you possibly grading?" She asked.

Klaus sighed still looking down. "I'm not grading, I'm highlighting."

She scoffed. "Highlighting with a red pen?"

"Underlining. If you really want to be that specific."

"I like being specific. It's a part of my charm." She smirked.

He shook his head, still staring down at his papers so of course he was oblivious to her getting out her seat. The sound of her boots was his only alarm before realizing she was already at his desk, sitting on it.

"Something I can help you with, Miss Forbes?"

"Nope, just looking around. You have me stuck in her against my will for 15 minutes and that clock is going at granny pace so I'm running out of options."

He grinned. "Well clearly you don't mind not following directions so you have to endure the consequences for that."

She rolled her eyes.

"And against your will? That's a bit extreme don't you think?"

"And keeping me past class time because I was a few minutes late isn't?" She spat back.

"Be on time and you won't have to make up for it in the end. It's that simple, love."

Her eyes widened at the pet name and his did the same. It wasn't meant to be taken as anything more than a common word of endearment but the glint in her eye told a different story.

"Do you call all your female students 'love', Mr. Mikaelson?" She asked, innocently biting her bottom lip.

Klaus nervously swallowed. "There's nothing to it. It's just a word of endearment, that's all."

She hummed slowly tracing one of the books on his desk with her finger. "Look, I know Principal Mikaelson is your brother but that's going to get confusing really fast so is there anything else I can call you instead?"

"I think Mr. Mikaelson would be more appropriate."

"I didn't ask what's more appropriate, I asked what else I can call you? Do you not have a first name?" Her blunt question left him in awe. Never has he had such a bold student before and a shameless one at that. He's also never been this nervous around a student either. She never looked away from him as he nervously glanced away from her briefly.

He cleared his throat. "With me being your teacher and you being my student, it would be best if we addressed each other professionally. I'm Mr. Mikaelson to you and you're Miss Forbes to me."

"Fair enough, for now." She turned towards him on the desk, their hands almost brushing each other's. The blonde leaned forward their faces inches a part.

"I think you'll realize soon enough I'm not your ordinary student, just as I know you're no ordinary teacher. I look forward to the rest of the semester for you to know that too." She said in a hush tone. Her warm cinnamon breath hit his face like a tide he was glad to drown in.

"Looks like those 15 minutes are up." She whispered flashing him a mischievous grin hoping off the desk and leaving Klaus desperate for the oxygen that is her.

She was so intriguing but stubborn as hell, and god he couldn't help his fascination.

He watched her as she bent down to retrieve her bag and books by her desk. Her Jean covered bottom was in his perfect view but he quickly looked away.

-She's your student. She's your student. He repeated to himself.

"I'll see you tomorrow in class, Mr. Mikaelson." She said before walking to the classroom door. Klaus was ready to scream of frustration and confusion the minute she walked out until she paused turning the knob. She looked back over at her completely flustered teacher.

"Oh by the way, you can call me Caroline." His eyebrows furrowed at the mention of her first name.

"I know you said we should keep it professional but I'm not one for following directions, right?" She bit her lip lightly with a smirk before opening and walking out the door. Klaus huffed in exhaustion leaning back into his seat, wondering how much of a roller coaster this 17 year old student was really going to be.

Yeah I know it's short but the next chapter won't be I assure you. Not sure how long this drabble will be yet but things will already start happening next chapter so ;)

Reviews? Thoughts?

TBC...