Hey everyone! So this is my first story, so be gentle. : ) I am absolutely captivated by Klaroline, and since we have to wait a week to see what happens, I thought I would write my ideas on how the next episode should go. Not sure if I'll write past the next episode, but let me know if it's worth continuing in the reviews! I got this idea from listening to Kiss Me Slowly by parachute and how perfectly it fits my beloved couple. Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot.
"I'm not jealous." She said out loud to no one in particular, hoping to convince herself. "Nope, not me. I, Caroline Forbes, completely trust my boyfriend. Just not that stupid slutty brunette whore-wolf… ugh!" She paced furiously back and forth through her room. 'Compose yourself Caroline.' She thought to herself, 'Tyler said nothing happened, so nothing did.' Even after long talks with Tyler about his supposed lack of fraternizing in the Appalachians, she still couldn't convince herself that Haley's motives were purely platonic when it came to her boyfriend. In all honesty, she did trust Tyler, but after they had pretended to break-up for Klaus's sake, she couldn't shake the feeling the little wolfwreaker was up to no good. She kept telling herself to be strong, but every time she would mention the way Haley looked at Tyler, her confrontation was shut down with his counter-argument of 'Come on Care. I mean you kissed Klaus, and I let that go… You guys almost had sex… Blah blah… Haley's only here to help… Blah blah.. Don't be jealous.'
She could still picture his face as he gave her that condescending look and sad smile. "I am not jealous!" she yelled out again, still failing to sway her mind. 'No. Caroline Forbes does not get jealous', she thought as her pace around her room increased to an in-human speed. 'No, Caroline Forbes is strong and makes men jealous that she's not with them! Ah Hah!' She stopped in her tracks and a huge smile spread across her face. She tucked a strand of silky blonde hair behind her ear as her mind clicked together a plan. If Tyler thought she was jealous, she couldn't wait to see his face after he watched her date with Klaus. Tyler and the were-slut be damned. She had agreed to let Tyler supervise her date with Klaus, so he would feel "more comfortable" about the whole thing. Now, she thought about the show she was going to put on. Caroline was determined now, If she had to suffer through Haley's admiring glances at HER boyfriend, then Tyler could see just annoying it is when an admiring Klaus was all over her. She wasn't exactly the scheming type, but lately all she had been doing was acting as a pawn in everyone else's plan. It was about time for some of her own.
Planning, Caroline realized was a lot easier than she had thought. Mystic Falls was playing perfectly into her hands. It just so happened that this weekend was the Miss Mystic Falls Pageant. She smiled fondly at the memories of her victory last year. She had truly felt like a Queen as she was crowned. This year was her chance to do it again. Of course, Klaus would be on her arm this year, and she knew Tyler wouldn't be happy about it. Caroline ran down her mental checklist and realized that a formal invitation to Klaus would be necessary. *sigh* The only downside to her plan was all the enjoyment Klaus would get from her façade. If she acted bored and uninterested, then Tyler wouldn't pay attention and wouldn't be able to see things from her point of view. Besides, acting that way would also jeopardize her title of Miss Mystic Falls, and she was not about to let that happen. "Hmm.. Let's take a page from the Klaus handbook here." Caroline took the invitation the pageant had provided for her escort and turned it over. Delicately she wrote,
Escort me, love?
Fondly,
Caroline
She smiled. The mix of mocking sarcasm and memories of her most tender moments with Klaus were embodied in it. She would never admit it, but she was excited for her plan to come together. She picked up her purse and headed out to drop off the invitation at Klaus Manor, then head out with Elena and April for dress-shopping.