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Chapter 9:

"Your brother is a real douchebag," Caroline Forbes said after introducing herself to me. "Has he always been such a jerk?"

I grinned. "Not always, not. But he wasn't perfect before he became a vampire," I said and looked to Elena, who was snickering in the background. She'd invited me over to her place this afternoon and the minute her friends heard that Damon and Stefan had a sister – aka me – they just had to come over too to questioning me. "You said your last name was Forbes, right? You don't happen to be a descendant of William Forbes?"

Caroline frowned, but nodded and I was surprised by how much she actually reminded me of William's younger sister in looks, but William's sister was much more annoying and posh than Caroline seemed to be, which I was thankful of.

"I nearly married your great-grandfather."

"Oh, so you're that Thea! My grandfather told me that he'd been told that you crashed and died in your carriage one night."

"Obviously, she didn't," Bonnie Bennett said, smirking a bit. "But we heard that you were turned by Klaus, so does that mean he saved you back then?"

I nodded, but didn't reveal anything that might make them believe that I felt something for Klaus, because those feelings were none of their business. I didn't approve of what he did, but I loved him and his strange personality.

"Are you coming to the carnival tonight?" Elena asked curiously.

"Sure, someone needs to keep an eye on you kids," I answered teasingly. "And by kids I mean Damon too. Right, Damon?"

I looked towards Damon, who stood talking with Alaric a few feet away from us and knew that he could hear what I said. He looked at me and rolled his eyes of me, making us all giggle. I loved annoying him in public and now I didn't have to worry that our father would scold us for it.

"It's about time someone starts getting on Damon's nerves for once instead of the other way around," Bonnie said. "But remember to wear something fancy. The theme is Venetian Carnival, but not nearly as extravagant as a real one. You'll still have to wear a mask, though."

I nodded understandingly and was about to say something when I saw Caroline get a brilliant idea and take my arm in hers.

"We so need to go shopping for dresses and masks and you're going! I want all the embarrassing details about Damon's childhood." she said.

Damon's face suddenly turned pale and he quickly, but casually walked towards me with a forced smirk on his lips that revealed that he didn't want me to reveal anything embarrassing from his childhood that might make him seem less awesome.

"My dear sister, could I borrow you for a moment?" he asked, but grabbed me before I could answer and walked away fast, until we reached the other end of the high school parking lot.

"Why do I have the feeling that you don't want me to tell them anything?" I mused, smirking mischievously.

"If you say anything about my childhood, then I'll tell them about how you used to sleep in Stefan and my bedroom whenever you had a nightmare, which annoyingly was very often!"

I blushed. "Okay, fine! I won't say anything. But I couldn't help that I was afraid of the dark."

Damon raised an eyebrow. "You were 14…"

My cheeks became redder, making Damon smile. "To be fair then I mostly slept in Stefan's room. You snored too much and sometimes talked in your sleep."

He rolled his eyes and I was about to walk back to the girls, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back again.

"I'm not done yet. I need you to help me chaperone tonight and since you've got no date anyway, then you might as well keep an eye on all those hormonal teenagers with me and Rick."

I groaned, because I actually did have a date, but he just didn't know about it. "Am I allowed to drink while I do it?"

"Yeah, but only a beer or maybe one glass of Scotch."

I really didn't want to chaperone and especially not when I wanted to spend some time with Klaus and figure out what he was up to.

"C'mon, Allie! Pretty please?"

I chuckled. It was rarely Damon ever used the word "please" and maybe I would be able to sneak away for a moment, so I couldn't see any trouble in chaperoning for a few hours.

"Okay, fine! But only if you stop being so damn overprotective and let me wear what I want to wear. It's not 1862 anymore. Men don't have that much power over women today."

I went back to the girls and we decided to go searching for Venetian masks and unnecessary clothes just to have an excuse for using money (particularly Damon's money since I stole his credit card this morning!).

We walked from store to store with Caroline asking me one embarrassing question after another about Damon and Stefan. I didn't tell them too much, but we did share a few good laughs during the trip that made Elena and I forget what had happened to Stefan. I still worried that Stefan didn't want to speak with me at all and feared that he'd left town or something worse.

After we'd bought our masks and a lot of clothes we went to Caroline's home and helped each other getting ready for tonight. As planned I was going to wear a blood red dress with black laced high heels and a matching black laced mask that was decorated with gold pearls and plastic diamonds. I was excited to see Klaus and wondered if he was even going to show up.

By the time we were done curling each other's hair and applying the last touch of makeup we were about 20 minutes late to the carnival, so I drove us there as quickly as possible (though within the speed limit) and got us there in only five minutes. Damon was waiting impatiently in the parking lot, but his reaction to us coming late was nothing compared to when he saw me in the red dress.

"You are not wearing that dress," he said before I could even greet him. "Take it off and put something else on. Whatever you do, then don't wear that!"

I rolled my eyes and went to greet Alaric instead. "It's really ironic. Damon doesn't mind girls wearing just about nothing, but when it's his own sister he totally freaks out." he said teasingly.

"True. I bet he's just jealous because he's not the smoking hot Salvatore anymore." I said, sticking my tongue teasingly out at him.

Damon raised his hands in defeat and walked away, so Alaric and I went to the bar together to get something to drink. Since they didn't serve anything remotely alcoholic, then I settled with a root beer and sat waiting at the bar for Klaus to find me.

I waited and watched the hormonal teenagers dance to the music, have fun and enjoying their youth for what felt like hours, but only an hour had passed since I arrived. I sighed and turned around on my barstool to order another drink, but the bartender suddenly handed me a glass of what smelled and looked like Bourbon, which made me frown and look confusedly at him as he went to give some teenagers a root beer.

"Cheers!" a familiar voice said next to me.

I turned and smiled when I saw Klaus' sky-blue eyes behind his mask and recognized the suit he said he would wear. He was drinking a glass of Bourbon too and watching the teenagers dance.

"Cheers," I said and took a sip. "And here I thought you wouldn't come…"

"Now why would I miss out on seeing you in that dress? And I agree with Damon being way too overprotective of you. I wasn't even that overprotective of my sister Rebekah. Elijah was, though."

The sound of Elijah's name made the smile on my lips fade a little, because I still found it very frustrating that Elijah didn't seem to want me even though he had told me that he really liked me. It was if he was scared of being in a relationship with me, which I really didn't understand.

"I would like to invite you for a dance, but your brother will probably be all over me then."

"And he'll kill me for talking with you." I added.

Klaus looked at me for a moment and I felt like the entire school was silenced. His gaze pierced right into my soul and I felt the fear of getting caught dancing with him disappear. I realized that he was compelling me, but I didn't mind it because then I had an excuse to dance with him.

"You want to dance with me, but first you will finish your drink."

I downed my drink and pulled him out on the dance floor as they began playing I Want Love by Marirose. We danced closely together in the massive crowd of people, Klaus' hands moving slowly down along my body and his body so close to my back that I could feel him breathing down on my neck. It reminded me of the times we used to dance together in his old home and he would slowly, but surely make me feel like I could do anything without feeling the consequences of it.

"Oh, no – Damon-alert!" Klaus muttered, making me open my closed eyes and look at Damon, who was making his way through the crowd to us.

I gulped and tried letting go of Klaus, but he just spun me around and continued dancing as if he didn't care that we'd been spotted, which I knew was the case.

"Hello, Damon. You've got a very beautiful sister…" he said tauntingly, making Damon's jaw tighten and his fists clench. "She's a lovely dancer too, but it's a shame she can't resist compulsion."

"Let her go. She has nothing to do with his." Damon growled more than said.

"Hmm… well, in some ways she does, because your brother took my siblings. I want them back and not until I do that will I give you back your and his sister. Come, Althea. I think this carnival is a bit too… boring for us."

I was forced to follow Klaus and saw that Damon's face turn pale with fear. He was afraid of losing me again and especially to Klaus, so he quickly left and probably tried getting in touch with Stefan, while Klaus and I walked out to the parking lot.

"You promised you wouldn't ruin my first week home." I growled.

"Sorry, but I only needed to send a message to Stefan. I don't have any wish to harm you when you've done nothing wrong to me." Klaus said.

"Oh… but where are we going?"

Klaus smirked. "You'll see, sweetheart. Just be patient."

I snorted. "I don't know how to be that."

He chuckled, picked me up in his arms and carried me the rest of the way, until we reached his car. I took one last look at the carnival and at Damon, who stood by the entrance with a panicked look on his face, feeling like I was the worst sister. I was letting Klaus use me to hurt my brothers and to get his siblings back, which made me wonder if I really could trust him.

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