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The sun was setting as Stefan pulled into the driveway.
"Well," Stefan sighed, "it sure has been fun, but I have an angry brother and an emotionless ex-girlfriend at home waiting for me."
I gave him an apologetic smile and got out of the car, opening the trunk and grabbing as many shopping bags as I could carry. Stefan did the same, following me inside the house where we set all the bags on my bedroom floor. I walked over to my closet and swung the door open, groaning when several pairs of jeans and some random shoes tumbled onto my head. I heard Stefan chuckling behind me.
"Good luck," he said with amusement.
I huffed and muttered sarcastically, "Thanks."
"See you later, Caroline," I heard Stefan say.
"See ya'!" I answered over my shoulder right before I heard the front door close.
I tossed the jeans onto my bed and stared at my closet in contemplation. Finally giving up, I quickly grabbed all the clothes hanging or folded in my closet and flung them across my bed. There was now a huge pile of dresses, shorts, jackets, and tons of other things covering my bed.
"Well this should take a while," I muttered.
I spent the rest of the night reorganizing my closet and my drawer space, and threw all my old torn up clothes into several boxes that I slid underneath my bed.
I fell asleep almost the very second my head hit the pillow.
I slept in late and lazily ate breakfast.
After taking a hot and steamy shower that seemed to wake me up, I put on a pair of comfy denim shorts and an old t-shirt, threw my wet hair into a messy bun, and decided that today was a cleaning day.
I scrubbed down and thoroughly cleaned both bathrooms, then swept all the floors in the house. After cleaning every inch of kitchen and turning on the full dishwasher, I gathered all the dirty clothes and towels and did several loads of laundry.
I folded the clean clothes and put them all away, then admired the spiffy clean house.
My mom said goodbye as she walked out the front door. I hadn't even realized it was nearly sunset.
I grabbed a blood bag and drank happily, feeling all the energy I thought I had lost from cleaning come rushing back into me.
I heard my phone beep from my bedroom. With the blood bag in one hand, still drinking that last remaining drops, I vamp-sped into my room and picked up my phone.
I froze as I read "new text message" and Klaus's name appeared on my screen. I don't know how, but I had almost forgotten about tonight.
Opening the text, I sped back into the kitchen and threw away the empty blood bag.
I hope you're still willing to come over. - Klaus
I smiled at the screen. Wait, what? Why was I smiling? It's Klaus. I shook my head and texted back quickly.
If by that do you mean, "Would I rather stay at my house all alone while a 2,000 year old immortal vampire roams around Mystic Falls?" Then yes, I am definitely still willing to come over. - Caroline
My phone beeped again.
That's the first time I've laughed for the entire day, love. – Klaus
I smiled.
I tend to have that effect on people. – Caroline
His reply was almost instant.
I don't doubt it, sweetheart. You're presence alone lights up a room. – Klaus
I rolled my eyes but smiled.
Cheesy pickup line number one of the night has officially been launched. Stand by to see retaliation. – Caroline
There's plenty more where that came from, love. And I didn't think it sounded cheesy at all. – Klaus
I rolled my eyes again.
You are the king of cheesy, Klaus. If you were an animal, you would be a mouse. – Caroline
He replied less than five seconds later.
Now that was cheesy, Caroline. – Klaus
I laughed. Ok, I have to agree with you on that one. Give me ten minutes and I'll be over. – Caroline
He replied with nothing but a smiley face.
I quickly changed out of my "cleaning clothes" and threw on a pair of light denim shorts I had bought today. I put on a blouse that matched my eyes and had intricate designs across the front. Slipping on some matching flats, I applied some natural-looking makeup and re-curled my hair.
After sticking my phone and house key into my pocket, I skipped towards the front door, locked it, and then stepped into the street. It was a new moon, which to a human's eyes would make everything look pitch-black. But not to mine.
Seeing that there was no one in sight, I took off at vampire speed towards Klaus's house. My heart pounded inside my chest, and it wasn't because I was running.
I had my hand raised into a fist, about to knock on the Mikaelson's front door, when it was suddenly flung open. My fist was still raised in the air as I looked up at Klaus's face.
He looked at me with raised quizzical eyebrows and a mock-judging gaze.
"You're twenty-six seconds late," he said matter-of-factly, trying to keep his face blank.
I rolled my eyes.
"And you're five seconds from getting whacked over the head with a baseball bat," I said with a cocky smile.
"Hey! I thought that was my thing!" An amused voice said from behind me.
I jumped and spun around at the same time that Klaus's gaze flickered behind me.
I breathed in sharply at the sight.
In a broken voice, Klaus whispered in disbelief, "Kol?"
I couldn't resist it. Don't hate me! *Runs behind a brick wall while getting shot at with arrows and knives are being thrown at me.*
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