This story was from my Quotev account and I decided to move it here :) I'll probably do this with my other stories but for now it's just this one. Hope you fancy it. This was written a year ago.

I flicked the dirt out of my nails and frowned at how boring I was being. While there was a world out there I was stuck inside bored out of my skin, for what seems like the hundredth time in my whole existence which may or may not be a lot considering I was a 950 extremely sick of life Witch. Why can't I have an adventure? am I cursed or something?. I swear I'm cursed.

Did I piss off another witch again? Nah... at least I don't think.

I knew at least the spirits of every witch to ever live hated me, not like that was shocking to say the least I suspected much. I guess I couldn't keep blaming witches for my constant boredom, Heck! I was a witch and I was blaming my own species. Not like it was my first time doing so anyways.

"Well I'm bored"

It must have been like the world had shun a light on my boredom because at that very moment the door rang. My inside's bubbled with excitement. Would I finally get to have some fun? Maybe I could finally have an excuse for wearing my new high heels, would I even need them?. I don't know why I'm over reacting.

"Yes"

And there goes my fun...the pizza guy. I actually forgot I ordered pizza.

"That will be $12.50"

"Here, keep the change"

I must be too nice handing him a twenty instead of $12.50, at least something happy happened in his life. I kicked the ground underneath me and pulled out a slice of pizza happily enjoying it's extra cheesiness. I mentally cracked up on how funny my puns were.

"Ha! that was a good one"

I'm pretty sure I lost it...nope it's still there. I grumbled loudly almost not hearing the knock that filled the empty house. The knock made me jump falling my pizza on the floor.

"It better be the pizza guy saying I won a free pizza"

I cursed myself in my head for being so jumpy, it was probably because I hadn't been use to people knocking on my door.

"If it's the pizza guy-"

"I'm afraid not"

Well I was not at all expecting the figure of a tall, handsome, blond, Blue-eyed man at my door, but hey, who ever is?. I looked more closely at him and noticed the faint almost non existing heartbeat. There goes my dreams...

"What can I do for you?"

"May I come in first"

I believe my suspicions were just answered at that exact moment. What would a vampire want with an overly bored witch who had lived for way to long? Wow, I need a life.

"Oh! what the heck, come in"

Maybe I did loss my mind but boredom could do wonders when you've suffered it for over 300 years, decades only get more boring as you live in them. Pointing my hand to the chair that surrounded a table he happily sat down making me raise an eyebrow. Why now of all times does something happen? Well that isn't the pizza guy carrying my pizza.

"So what can I do for you..."

"Klaus, Klaus Mikaelson"

I nodded grabbing the coffee cup from the table as I took a sip of my coffee. I could feel his eyes watching me attentively making me clear my throat.

"So why did you come here, Klaus?"

His blue eyes never left me making me shift uncomfortably. Was all those centuries of little company making my life hell? probably. Was I enjoying this? Nope.

"I want you to resurrect my brother, Kol"

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