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Chapter Two

It felt like time had stopped when she was sitting on the ground. Growing red from embarrassment, Caroline silently cursed to herself. Why did that have to happen, she thought to herself. She was just thinking about how good of a day she was having so far. Goodbye to that. Judging by the looks of the guy, Caroline knew this day was going to go downhill.

Glaring down at her was a talk guy, with the exact features that Bonnie had described earlier. His deep red lip scowled into a frown as he wiped his face off of the runny liquid. As he wiped the soda off his face with his hand, Caroline couldn't help but think that he was just as good looking as Bonnie had said he was also.

It took Caroline a few seconds to get her mind together before she grabbed the napkins off the ground and tried to give it to him.

"I am so sorry! I should've turned around more slowly!"

Instead of grabbing the napkins from her hands, the guy scoffed. He grabbed a napkin off the rack himself and started to wipe off the soda from his shoes, ignoring the stains on his shirt.

"Next time, don't be such an idiot and watch where you're going," he said to her, all the while glaring at her. "You have no idea how much these shoes cost me."

Feeling irritated now, Caroline stuck her neck up a higher to look him in the eyes. "Look, I said I was sorry already," Caroline stated. "As far as your shoes go, maybe you can just get some new ones."

"These are limited edition pairs, sweetheart. They probably cost more than your whole outfit," he hissed to her.

Caroline's eyes lit up in anger. Offended, she scoffed at him. "Well with all that money, I'm sure you can go buy your ass some new shoes then!"

The whole time glaring at her, he stepped closer to Caroline. "Careful, love. You don't want to test my anger today," he told her Staring down at her, he noticed that she didn't even look bother by his threat.

Caroline chuckled. "Trust me. You don't want to test my anger today, okay? Just accept my apology like a normal person and let's forget that we ever met one another. As a matter of fact, I take my apology back." Turning away from him, she made her way back to her friends. Who did he think he was?

Stupid British accent jerk.

"Care, are you okay?" Elena asked her, confused. Caroline's usual pleasant rosy cheeks were now fully red with anger. "What happened?"

"I met that Niklaus Mikaelson kid," Caroline told her friends. "And he was an absolute dick."


This school year was just going to be hell. First, his parents drop a surprise on his family that they were moving out of London and into a one pony town called Mystic Falls at the beginning of the summer. Then, his silver Audi wasn't sent from Britain yet, so he had to ride with his sister to school. And just now, his special one of edition shoes were ruined.

Just fucking great.

His parents had informed him and his siblings that this move was temporary, a year's top. It was just enough time for his parents to successfully finish their medical research with some American surgeons in the city, near Mystic Falls. Being the son of two wealthy doctors, Klaus was used to getting his ways and disrespecting people. He was a bit shocked when the blond haired girl had raised her tone with him. But of course, she had no clue who he even was or how his anger was. He was the new boy in town.

Klaus quickly switched his shirt and outfit with an extra shirt and pair of shoes that he had brought to school with him today. The next bigger than his anger, was his shallowness. Fully dedicated to his looks, Klaus always brought extra pairs of everything with him wherever he went, located in the trunk of his car.

"That's better," he said to himself satisfied. Throwing his dirty shirt and shoes into the garbage, Klaus walked out the bathroom and headed to his last class for the day.. He had skipped lunch, mainly because the food looked anything but tasty and also because his little incident with the blond girl had put him in a sour mood. Unfortunately, he did not have the same lunch period as his twin sister, Rebekah, or Bekah as his family called her.

Not having the time to change earlier, after the incident, Klaus decided it was a good idea to change before he headed home. He didn't want to hear any complaints from his sister on the ride home; the shoes a present from her.

Being the first student to enter the room, Klaus took the seat furthest away from the door towards the back windows. He liked sitting in the back because it was the furthest away from the teacher. Klaus always hated school and couldn't wait for this year to be over with.

He drummed the desk with fingertips, lost in thought. She was a feisty one. The blond girl. He was used to having girls fawn over his looks and succumbing to him. She was different though. She had attitude and wasn't afraid to get loud with him. It irritated him, yet at the same time it intrigued him.

His thoughts were soon interrupted by the swarming of bodies that entered a moment later. The teacher was an elderly man, somewhere between late 50's and early 60's. The students all swarmed around to find seats next to their friends. Klaus shifted in his seat, eager to get the class period over with. He turned to the left when he noticed a brunette haired girl sit down next to him.

"Hi, you must be the new kid Niklaus, I'm Haley," she said to him, her chest pushing up just a little bit too hard. She fluttered her eyelashes at him. "I hope you don't mind me sitting next to you this semester."

Klaus gave her a little smile. She was cute, nothing much to look at. "No problem, sweetheart," he told her. If he was going to be stuck in this boring town, he might as well make the use of it. It was a little town, he didn't have the rights to be picky at the moment.

"Your accent is so sexy," she said to him. Klaus noticed that her chest was literally right next to his left arm at this point.

He had to chuckle at himself. She was really trying hard. He was about to say something when he heard a girl's laughter in front of him.

It was almost angel like, not that he had ever heard angels laugh or anything like that. Klaus looked towards the direction where he had heard the laughter come from.

It was her. The blond hair girl he had a nasty encounter earlier with. Her head rolled back slightly as she let out another chuckle, her hair falling over her back. Klaus noticed how pretty her smile was, and at that moment he wondered what had made her laugh so hard for. Another equally beautiful laugh escaped her mouth, as the blond's friend on the left said something.

"Caroline, I'm serious!" Her friend said to her, swatting her on the arm.

So her name was Caroline. Klaus thought to himself. It suited her so perfectly. Her face was now smiling and full of light, different from the girl he had an encounter with earlier.

Klaus continued to stare at Caroline for a few more seconds before Haley broke him out of his trance.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. What was it you said?"


Caroline laughed in her seat, her head rolling back. "Bonnie, Stefan does not like me! We've all known each other since kindergarten!"

"Caroline, I'm serious!" Bonnie argued with her friend, swatting her on the arm. "The way he looks at you sometimes, I just see it in his eyes."

Caroline cleared her throat. "It's Stefan's crazy eye looks, you know how he does that whenever he's thinking too hard," Caroline giggled.

"Care," Bonnie said to her. Bursting out in a giggle also, Bonnie laughed. "I'm telling you Care, he does."

"Well if he does, I just hope he can be smart about it and keep it to himself. I already have too much on my plate at the moment, I don't need that to bring me more stress."

Bonnie scowled at her friend. "I'm sorry Caroline. Are you sure you're doing fine today? I mean, hey, who says we can't ditch school just because it's the first day? You've been through a lot this summer, I just want you to know you have your friends behind you every step of the way."

Caroline nodded to her friends. "Thanks, Bon."

Nodding back, Bonnie quickly switched the subject. "So that new Mikaelson kid sounds like had has some real issues. Snobby rich guy much? Ugh, and to think I was going to give him my number," she joked.

"I know! And he had the nerve to insult me! ME!" Caroline said, annoyed. "If I ever see him again, I'm going to punch him in the face, I swear. I just want to-"

Caroline and Bonnie hushed down as Mr. Turner slammed his ruler on his desk. Taking out his book, he turned his attention to the class. He cleared his throat uncomftably as he stared at his class. "I seem to have forgotten my activity book today, so I am going to improvise. I am going to assign everyone a partner, and I want everyone in ten minutes to announce something new they've found interesting about their partner."

"But sir, most of us already know each other. It is Mystic Falls High after all," a student named Chad had said.

"Well, then, find something new," Mr. Turned said back. "Alright, Chad I want you to go partner up with Bonnie Bennett."

"Bye," Caroline whispered to her best friend as Bonnie reluctantly stood up. Caroline bit on her lip, annoyed that Bonnie couldn't have just been her partner. What was the use of this anyways, everyone in her class had already knew each other.

"Caroline Forbes and Niklaus Mikaelson."

Caroline's head snapped at the direction of Mr. Turner. Not because of her name, but because of the second name she had heard.

"Hello, I believe we didn't have a chance earlier for introductions. I'm Nikalus Mikaelson, but please call me Klaus."

Caroline glared at Klaus as he gave her a smirk, sitting down in the seat that Bonnie was just seated in "Caroline Forbes, is it? Lovely name," he said to her. "I'm sorry for the nasty attitude early, bit of a bad morning."

Caroline continued to glare at him. What was with the sudden change of attitude? Bipolar jerk. "Yes, that is my name. Not that I care if you actually know my name, or not. Let's just get this over with, tell me one random fact about you so I can report it back to Mr. Turner. Here's mine, I hate butterflies."

Klaus chuckled at her. She was obviously still mad at their previous encounter. "So we had a little spat earlier, I'm over it."

"Aw, well I'm not," Caroline said to him. She noticed how his outfit had completely changed, new shirt and even new shoes. This kid had to either be crazy carrying around second changes of clothes. She looked away as she saw that he had noticed her staring.

"I see you like my shirt. It emphasizes my body quite well, yes I know," he told her as she rolled her eyes. "Oh come on, you love it. Every girl can't resist my looks," he said, shooting her a smirk again.

Caroline wanted to reach out and smack his smirk off with her hand but she controlled herself. "Well, your new fan is totally loving it on you right now."

Klaus turned his heads to where she was staring. The Haley girl was shooting Caroline daggers from across the room. He laughed. "Ah, yes. Well maybe if you didn't bump into me, I wouldn't have bumped my drink on myself. And then I wouldn't have had to change my shirt into this one."

"Maybe if you were actually watching where you were going then it wouldn't have happen, you moron," Caroline said to him. She was completely annoyed now. "In America, the guys have something call manners."

Klaus's eyes narrowed at her. He, too, was getting annoyed at her. "Well in Britain, the girls are way more well behaved when they speak to me," he said her, leaning forward. Closer to her now, his fresh breath bounced off her face. "Some of them even practically fall into my laps just by my presence."

Caroline stared at him, disgusted.

"Alright class! First group to go first, Caroline and Niklaus!"

Caroline turned around from Klaus to face Mr. Turner. Clearing he throat, she shot a death look towards Klaus. "I learned that Mr. Niklaus Mikaelson over here is en egotistic jerk who deserves to get his man testicles cracked."

Ignoring the death glare she was receiving from him, Caroline walked out of the room.