A/N: efrjghghkgnrewljh I love all of you jbkggah 5 reviews on one chapter is insane. Especially because it was just a 300 word prologue. Thanks to everyone who reviewed/followed/favourited/read. This one's for you J

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Chapter 2, the meeting place

It was the first day of December, the cold winter breeze seeping through the material Caroline to shiver and wrap her arms around her body. They were fighting again and by 'they' she meant her parents. It was constant and it broke her heart to see the two people she loved the most shouting at each other and throwing words around like stones.

That was partially the reason she came to her place in between the roots of a large tree that peacefully sat on top of the hill in the corner of the town cemetery. It was a nice place looking out over all of Mystic Falls, the seemingly small and quiet town tucked neatly away in the depths of Atlanta. The fact that she could see from her house, which sat near the border, all the way past the city centre and her school calmed her down. It helped convince Caroline that the world was actually not so big and that she wasn't a tiny little speck that helped fill it.

She pulled out her thermos filled with some steaming hot chocolate out of her small shoulder bag and unscrewed the lid taking a big sip. The hot liquid warming her up immensely as it went down her throat. Another gust of wind blew through the cemetery rustling the leaves in the tree above her head, a few falling down and gently landing in her wild, unruly curls.

The blonde girl huffed in annoyance and put her drink down, pulling the greenery out from her hair and attempting to flatten it out on her head but no matter how hard the girl tried there was always that one stray curl bouncing around. She decided to leave the lost cause that was her hair but and picked back up her drink. Before Caroline could take a sip however she noticed the eerie fog that had seemed to creep up on her, now surrounding the tree.

On shaky legs she stood up nervous of what might be lurking in the depths of the seemingly never ending fog. Yes, she had seen a few horror movies in her time and knew full well that the person who leaves and shouts out 'who's there?' was always a character who faced an inevitable death but once actually put into their shoes she could tell why they did what they did.

"H-hello?" she asked her surroundings. She tried again, "Is anybody there? This isn't funny you know!" Still no reply.

She sighed, relaxing her stiffened body and turned back to sit down in her previous position when her eyes were met with an unfamiliar pair of brown ones.

Caroline shrieked and jumped backwards so that her back was pressed firmly against her tree, her head twisted to the side, eyes screwed shut.

"There, there. I didn't mean to scare you lovely." Came a husky British accent she had yet to put a name to.

"W-who are you?" Caroline managed to get out still shocked at the only person to ever find her in her spot.

"Why don't you show me those pretty blue eyes of yours first darling." He suggested putting a finger under her chin and forcing her to look at him although she kept her eyes firmly clamped shut, creating little crinkles around them.

"Come on Caroline." He urged.

There was something about the strangers voice that made her want to trust him. Her eyes opened after realisation finally hit Caroline and within seconds his hand was back at his side and she had moved as far away from him as possible.

"How do you know my name?" She asked with a new found confidence, a fire in her eyes, the Forbes fire.

"Well it says it on your thermos love. Cute."

"Don't call me love." She spat at him, clearly not liking the way the stranger spoke to her, it was odd for someone from mystic falls. It wasn't really the usual dialect. No, this person seemed much more mature than he let on.

"Klaus." He finally said.

She looked at him confused, "I'm sorry what did you just say?"

"Klaus, you asked for my name did you not? It's Klaus." He explained and before she even had the chance to say something he turned his attention to the view of the town and leaned against the tree like she had done so many times before.

"It's a nice little spot you've got yourself here. Cosy."

"Yeah well it's mine." Caroline replied turning her body slightly so that they were looking at the same landscape, "And I'd really appreciate it if you'd left me alone."

"Not very good at sharing are we? Just like my sister."

Caroline scoffed. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Who did he think he was to just come here to her spot and just walk around like he was the king. Nah ah.

"Yes but you are obviously a rude and obnoxious jerk and I would appreciate it if you'd left me alone."

Klaus stepped forward so that he was no longer relying on the tree to stay upright and walked forwards to face her.

"You don't really want me to leave, do you love?" He said, their bodies so close she could feel his warm breath against her face causing goosebumps to rise and cover her upper arms.

"Y-yes. Yes I do." She stuttered mildly distracted by the closeness of the two.

Klaus chuckled stepping back and Caroline released a breath she didn't realise she was holding.

"Alright then Caroline, all you had to do was tell me." He said smugly, Caroline stayed silent.

"I'll be seeing you around then." He said and just like that he was gone. Almost as if he had never even been there in the first place.

Caroline stayed like that for a while before she quickly gathered her things and hurried out of the cemetery, for it had all of a sudden it seemed a lot darker than before.

Caroline shivered as she shut the front door to her house quickly behind her and then proceeded to take off her coat and boots, the warmth of the fireplace in the sitting room warming her body immediately.

The house seemed oddly quiet for a Friday evening but she ignored it walking through the family's cottage that had belonged to her grandparents on her mother's side. She hummed a song that she had heard over the radio a few days ago as she walked towards the warmth.

"Mum, dad I'm home!" She called out into the empty house. No reply. That's odd, she thought to herself but shrugged the thought away as she saw that dinner was in the oven. Lasagne, her favourite.

She was still humming the catchy tune as she got some milk out of the fridge and poured herself a glass. She leaned onto the corner counter top and tapped her foot to the beat as she waited for her food to be ready when she noticed a letter.

Caroline gingerly stepped forward and picked up the letter that had only one word on the front in her mother's curly script. Caroline. She looked around the room as if to check that there was in fact nobody in the room but her before she opened it.

To my dearest Caroline, It read.

Your father and I have decided it would be best if you went to stay with your uncle for a while closer to the town and your school. We've been worried about you Care, your grades have dropped immensely since the last semester and you hardly ever speak anymore. We know you don't like your father's and I's constant fighting and we don't want to be the reason you are distracted for your studies.
This is for the best, trust me.

Mum xo

A/N:

So I'm not entirely sure where that chapter went but it's gone now and yep.

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