A/N

*Hides under a rock* am so sorry I will give my reasons for not updating for ages at the end because I want you to just read it; however I do need to thank the 78 people who are following the story and WOW the 43 reviews they mean so much to me. Also people were saying they want Caroline to be friends with Rebekah and do not worry that will happen it's in the plan and has been since I thought of the story.

Hope you enjoy…

Two months had passed since she had sprained her ankle and it had long since healed; however the dreams of Klaus had increased. Almost every night he invaded her dreams making her wake in a sweat, running to jump into a cold shower to cool her heated skin and today was no exception.

The bleep of the alarm roused her wrenching her from the all-consuming Klaus Mikaelson causing her to jump up to get away from her bed that was once her best friend but was now her enemy. Groaning when she caught sight of her reflection in the mirror she made her way towards the bathroom, letting the water warm up slightly before throwing herself underneath the shower head.

To say she was confused was an understatement; she didn't understand how she could feel anything for him when the only lick of kindness he has ever shown to her was out of pity. Since he had carried her from the football pitch the looks that he had given her could freeze over hell, the constant scowls were disheartening towards her affections leading her to think that he had a hatred burning for her; however it was quite the opposite.

After quickly washing her hair she turned the dial stopping the onslaught of water and stepped out onto the marble floor dripping water across the square tiles. Being careful not to slip on the tiles she walked back into her room dressing quickly as she was bordering on being late for school. After blow drying her hair into neat almost perfect curls and applying minimal make-up she headed out of the door muttering warm goodbyes to her mother.

She tried speeding across roads however every time the speedometer slid past the assigned speed for the road she slowed down. She had been raised with stories of idiots who sped to their destinations only kill themselves and others when they lose control and she would not become another statistic. She kept glancing at the clock on her dashboard however she discovered that she couldn't stop time no matter how much she creased her eyebrow and tried. The clock ticked past the regular time she would normally appear at school although she was not yet late.

When entering the schools car park the school bell rang signalling the start of first lesson and in her hurry to park the car she failed to see the motorcycle that was stuck slightly too far out of the car space. The wing mirror of the right side of the car hit the bike knocking it of the stand and sending it clattering to the floor, quickly pulling into the open space besides the fallen bike her heart was thumping in her throat as she knew exactly who owned the bike, she tried to calm down however when she saw a curly haired man running across the car park she winced.

Slowly getting out of the car she turned to face the devil himself only for him to rush straight passed her kneeling at the ground to inspect the damage of his bike. Lifting his bike back up she saw what she had done, fair enough it was a little impairment but once you had noticed it was hard to look past. A slight silver scratch had appeared in the paint work of the bike and it was obvious by the look on his face that he had noticed "Caroline" he muttered his voice deadly quiet forcing a small squeak to erupt from her throat. Interpreting it as a yes he continued "why did you feel the need to run over my bike?" again with the same quiet tone that sent goose bumps rising upon her skin.

"urrm … it was an accident" she whispered trepidation clear in her voice, he obviously heard it because he sighed "It's fine but in return for me not charging you for repairs you have to do me a favour" It was a bribe and out of all the things in the world she hated bribes but she had to do it she wouldn't be able to pay for the paint job. "What?" she questioned already prepared to say yes to whatever he was asking.

"My mother is throwing a Christmas party and she says I need a date, go with me" He demanded, her eyebrows rose up at his request however she already felt the urge to say yes, how bad would it be to be his date. Sighing loudly and acting as if it was a chore she agreed and was surprised when a smile broke through his normal exterior "I'll pick you up at 8 tonight" he shouted while walking away an extra added bounce to his steps.

Before she could even announce that she had nothing to wear she remembers that she was already late and now the situation only seemed to have worsened. Rushing into the class room she debated on whether or not she should have just skipped first lesson as the full classes attention was centred on her, fair enough she wasn't the new girl any more but she was still the most recent news this small town had recently had.

Thirty or so pair of eyes bore into her and she blushed bright red when the teacher began to speak "How nice of you to join us Miss Forbes, now please take a seat and see me at the end of the lesson" He said his voice void of any real emotion, taking his advice she settled into the first seat she came across and tried to listen to the teacher speak however she had missed the introductory therefore she didn't understand anything and for all she knew he could have been talking Latin, metaphorically of course.

Tuning out of the lesson she mentally ransacked her closet looking for anything that would be suitable to wear for tonight however she came up short, nothing seemed appropriate to go to the Mikaelson's house … Well mansion. They all seemed childish or too sultry nothing seemed classy enough so she wouldn't look out of place, she was hoping she was forgetting about some perfect dress that was in the back of her wardrobe but she doubted it.

The shrill bell interrupted her thoughts shattering them; she slowly assembled her belongings placing them in her bag. She dismissed the instinct to get out of the class room as soon as possible as there was no need to rush to the impending lecture that she was sure would soon occur from her Biology teacher. Of course the typical lecture starts with "Am quite disappointed in you Caroline, I expect better from you" Why adults feel the need to use the world 'disappointed' was beyond her, it's such a horrible word that makes teenagers deliberately feel bad.

The rest of the lecture consisted of the normal teacher student 'you should do better next time' format with Caroline agreeing to not do it again as she did it so purposefully today.

At lunch she told Elena and Bonnie about the incident this morning and the deal she made with Klaus and of course they thought she should turn him down, however she really couldn't afford the paint job and in reality it wasn't really any detriment. All she had to do was go to a party and be on his arm for a third of the time she was there; in all honesty he had let her off easy for scratching his bike.

Elena and Bonnie after listening to Caroline's reasoning agreed that it was a good idea and luckily they would be in attendance as well. questioning whether or not either of them had any dress Caroline could borrow or where she could buy one at such short notice which she prayed they did; however they came up short neither of them seemed to have anything to lend her or any information to impart.

As the final lesson rolled around she felt dread boil up from her stomach, if she couldn't find anything in the only dress shop in Mystic Falls she really would be forced to wear her other dresses. She hated being unprepared, her neurotic side was sending her into nerves she liked everything planned and this certainly wasn't prearranged.

As the final bell signalled she rushed off deciding to skip cheerleading practice so she could find herself a dress however when she came home to collect her purse she found a package waiting on her doorstep. Looking around to see if the person who dropped it off was still around she bent down to pick it up, however she the street was bare. She examined the note and a small bubble of curiosity enveloped her when she read her own name, she wanted to opening it up right on the doorstep however she refrained.

Swiftly she opened up the door and ascended the stairs, releasing a giggle when she placed it on her bed unable to keep her hands from investigating she tugged on the ribbon unravelling the slightly tied knot. When the ribbon came loose she gently lifted the lid revealing a sea of blue fabric, curiosity obviously getting the better of her she lifted it up showcasing the brilliant princess dress that would match tonight's occasion exactly.

Looking through the box she found a second note and before she even saw the cursive lettering she knew that the dress was from Klaus, who else could it be from?

Just looking at the dress you could obviously tell that it was the right size and she wondered how Klaus even knew her size as she never would have labelled him as observant. Looking in the mirror she imagined what style of hair and accessories would go best with the dress although fortunately the dress was quite versatile. Deciding on the look she was going for she got to work painstakingly pining and curling her hair.

…

She looked stunning absolutely impeccable, her hair and make-up was done to perfection and the accessories she paired it with showcased her true beauty. Her hair was mostly put up however a few escaped tendrils were purposefully curled to frame her face, this along with natural make-up made her look immaculate and to be honest there wasn't many more adjectives to describe how beautiful she truly looked however when Klaus saw her he found another one. "Wow love, you look ravishing"

The old British compliment paired with the endearment sent blood running to her cheeks lighting them up like the 4th of July "Well you don't look too bad yourself" She countered admiring him in the tight fitted suit, following out of the door she noticed the car parked on the curb and breathed a sigh of relief at least she wouldn't be on the back of the bike with the wind ruining the effort she put into her hair.

As he opened the door for her she worried if the silence will be awkward however as she settled in to the plush leather seats she realised that it was comfortable silence and that she felt no need to force conversation. "Thank you … for the dress I mean" She said a small smile gracing her lips as she looked up at him, his eyes were focused on the road however he was evidently listening "There's no need to thank me, you look gorgeous" Yet again a blush flooded her cheeks and she found herself grateful that he was looking at the road and not at her.

A/N

The people who follow me on tumblr (at Misskkkiss) will know that this was almost fully written however I got a virus and had to re-boot my computer and even though I saved it on my hard-drive it disappeared so this has been re-written hence the shortness … I just wanted you to read it so far. As well as this I had exams and school so I was focusing on that. Again am really sorry please review as this was kind of rushed and I want to see if you noticed and thought it was crap … if you did am so sorry hopefully the next chapter will be better just bear with me.