Caroline was running late. Her third official day of college and her first writing class, she was late! Of course the building would be on the other side of campus and she would of course, under estimate the amount of time it takes to get there. Finally she found it and saw she was 10 minutes late. She composed herself and opened the door, all eyes were on her. She briskly made her way to a seat at the edge of the classroom.

"So sorry I'm late! Had a hard time finding the place."

"No worries Goldilocks, first day and all."
Caroline was settling in her seat when the professor asked "Are you Caroline Forbes?"

"Yes I'm Caro-" her voice got caught in her throat. Her writing professor had the most startling resemblance to her friend Damon. In other words he was hot.

"Yeaaa, same happened to at least 95% of the girls and some guys here when he spoke to them. Think it's too early for me to sign up for extra credit?" The girl sitting next to Caroline said. Caroline smiled and introduced herself.

"Hey...I'm-"

"Yep, Caroline or otherwise known as the lucky one who Mr. HOT gave a nickname to. Hey I'm Nitsi, I go by Lexi also, nice to meet you."

"Ditto." Caroline replied. The coincidences of the names and the faces that reminded her of Mystic Falls were surreal.

"Young fresh minds! I'm Professor Carlyle, you can just call me Daniel. Welcome to creative writing 101. Here you'll be-" another late student walked into the class.

The guy that walked in was practically dripping in sex appeal. He walked in with a few books under his arm, a pencil behind his ear and his hands in his pocket.

"Looks like Mr. HOT officially has competition." Lexi muttered as her and Caroline just watched him find a seat closer to the front.

"And you are?" the professor asked unamused of the silent late comer.

"Klaus" he replied with an accent and a laid back attitude.

"I don't have a Klaus on the roster...last name?" "Mikaelson."

"Mikaelson...oh Niklaus...as in Saint Nik?" "More or less" he replied.

"Man of a few words. I like that. Alright let's get started. So whether you truly want to become a writer, or consider yourself an artist and all types of creative...I wanna know why you're here before I teach you the good stuff. Anyone?"

No one volunteered. Caroline made eye contact with her teacher which was a mistake.

"Goldilocks?"

Once again, all eyes were on her except the brooding stranger in the front.

"Well...I'm here because I do want to become a writer. Hopefully a journalist for a magazine or paper...writing is a direct extension of my soul...I just want to get better at my true passion and hone what I think is the only thing I'm good at." She replied glancing down. When she looked up his blue eyes met hers. She felt frozen in her seat and he just smirked, took the pencil from behind his ear and turned back around to his notebook.

Caroline instantly felt as if she had butterflies. Why would he smile at her and turn around like that? She furrowed her brow and decided to concentrate on other people's answers and Damon #2 at the front of the class.

At the end of it, Caroline made a beeline towards her professor to see if her being late meant anything. She knew she was being 'over-achiever Caroline' but it would bother her if she didn't ask.

"Goldilocks, what's shaking?" he asked putting folders into his worn leather messenger bag.

"Hi Dam—uh Daniel. Just so I can breathe easily, being late today doesn't affect my grade does it?" "Caroline, I said no worries. I rarely care for that kind of stuff, just show up and participate. I liked your answer by the way at the beginning. Good job." He replied while walking out of the classroom.

Caroline checked her schedule and saw 'Fundamental Drawing' was in the next 20 minutes. She refused to be late twice in a day. She hurried out the class room, made a sharp left and crashed into him.

"Holy shit! Are you made of cement…ow." Caroline exclaimed while on the floor rubbing her head and accepting the hands offering to help her up.

"You should watch where you're headed next time, Speedy Gonzales."

Caroline had a quick response until she realized the accent first and the blue eyes next when she was finally straightened up.

"Where were you headed to in such a rush?" he said putting his pencil behind his ear once again.

"What do you mean were?...I'm still rushing. I have to get to my next class which is in 15 minutes but down the hill at the Hayward building." She said while beginning to walk away. He took her books and matched her pace.

"Are you taking art classes?" he asked smirking at her again.

"How'd you know that?" she asked noticing the nice gesture he made to carry her things.

"That's where I'm headed and that Hayward is the art building." "Good to know."

They made their way across the campus chatting about anything really and Caroline found herself developing a crush. She promised herself she would focus on classes and work the first semester and in less than a week she's fawning over a British exchange student.

"Your answer in class made us all look bad by the way." He said while opening the door for her when they reached the building.

She nodded her appreciation and said "Well I was just being honest."

"One of the things I'm liking about you…listen would you like to grab coffee sometime? He asked with the cutest hopeful grin she ever saw. She beamed one of her brightest smiles and nodded again.

"Great. Wanna run out after class?"

"Sure!"

Caroline walked into the class and took her now usual seat. While she was setting up her supplies, she noticed Klaus didn't even try to sit next to her. She then realized she didn't see him in class the other days it was scheduled. Her thoughts were stopped by the eccentric art teacher who was rambling on about the human form.

Klaus came into the room in nothing but boxer briefs and stood next to the teacher. Caroline's mouth dropped open and she had a hard time picking it back up because she realized two things instantly. He was obviously the 'nude human form' they'd be sketching out today in class and she now saw why it hurt so much when she ran into him earlier…his muscles were outrageous. The teacher provided a chair for Klaus to sit and pose. To Caroline's relief he kept his snug boxer briefs on while he took his seat. She literally could not stop staring at his godlike body. She tried to focus on her hand that couldn't grip her pencil because of her sweaty palms.

She looked up from her sketchpad to see Klaus with his legs crossed looking directly at her. He smirked and winked. She knew this particular sketch wouldn't come out so well but she didn't care. She set out lightly sketching out the lower half of his body. She looked up again to find he was still watching her; it was her turn to wink at him. Caroline felt a new excitement churning in her stomach over the new prospect. First week of college…not so bad.

So I personally loveeed writing this Klaroline piece. Its so different from the way I wrote the previous ones, a bit longer and I included other characters ^.^

Please review if you like or dislike! I have another drabble to post here soon :)

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