I wander back home at about 3am. It's quite. No ones here and it feels spooky with all the damage my house has attained. If I wasn't one of the scariest things out there I may of turned round and tried to find a friend to bunk with for the night. Not that I really have any friends anymore.

I stroll upstairs and plonk myself down on my bed.

Expecting to start to feel guilty now the anger has worn off, I shut my eyes and try to think of other things. It takes me a few seconds to revise I'm not actually feeling that guilty. In fact the most emotional thought that crosses my mind is 'I hope my compulsion works on Tara's date.'

Wow, and I thought I was meant to be more emotional. Thought I have to admit the feeling of making that bitch pay was fantastic. The idea that she got what was coming to her. I already know that they won't find her body, but I should probably get rid of my blood stained dress. Even if it is stunning.

I should burn it. My house is already trashed. It won't be hard to believe that someone set light to something.

My phone rings. Klaus.

"Still alive then?" I mutter into the phone.

He gives a sarcastic laugh. "People have been trying to kill me for century's your friends are not going to succeed."

"Don't doubt it. So what are you calling for?" I ask, picking up my dress and heading downstairs to find a suitable patch of lawn to use as my fire pit.

"Maybe I just wanted to see how your homecoming night was."

Great, I ate some bitch then drove out to the woods and buried her. "Well, you know school dances. There is a lot of drama. Especially if you're in the supernatural group."

He laughs. "Well, my father is finally gone and tomorrow I unite my family." He pauses. "Don't suppose you know where Rebekah is?"

"No, sorry. You should probably ask Elena that. She seems to pull the strings in most of the things that happen here." I say balancing the phone on my shoulder and toss a lighter at my dress. "Damn, I loved that dress."

"What?" Oh, shit, I said that out loud.

"Oh, just had to burn my dress. Blood and all that." And I've probably confused him further, but oh well. Who cares. He knows I'm a little strange already.

"Uh, so you did enjoy the dance." Glad, I amuse him.

"So, that's all? You just wanted someone to explain the nights success to?" I don't really feel like explaining the Tara thing.

His voice hardens as he says. "For now. I'll call you soon." Does that mean we're leaving? Getting out of this place? Because I've always wanted to see something more, although I suppose being involved with vampires and werewolves is hardly dull. The most dangerous town and I still can't find it in my not to be bored stiff by it.

"Ok. You know I'm game for leaving this place right?"

"Oh, love. You're game for anything I want." He hangs up. Did I upset him? I think he has issues with mood swings. Is that bipolar. Oh, wait, isn't bipolar where you get depressed sometimes then hyper?... Why do I care? The point is I can't keep up with his emotions.

Now, what?

In the past I just would of called Ty. Now I get the feeling that it would just end up being an awkward situation with tip toeing around each other. Or a lot of arguing. Most likely a lot of arguing.

Nah, perhaps I should just go to bed. Try to stop thing about things.

-–next day-

I wake up to my phone ringing. "Huh?" Slapping wildly at the phone I realise it's Klaus again. "Hi. Soon means soon then?"

"Vera, now if not the time." He growls. "Stefan has stolen my family."

"Rebekah?"

"No, I still can't find her either. My family I keep in coffins. Like Elijah." Oh, yeah, I briefly met that guy. Didn't really talk to him though.

"Ok... What do you want me to do?" I ask warily.

"Anything that could possibly help me find them!" Angry Klaus is very... Angry... Oh, whatever. He's just pissed.

"Alright. Call if you want anything specific." My head flops back down on my bed and I hear the phone end the call. Oh, if all this supernatural stuff is going to get me up early then I'm going to have to rethink my life.

Sighing. Do I need to call Tyler...? Nope. Let's not do that. My twin can shove it.

"VERA. TYLER. WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO MY HOUSE?" Shit. Mums home.

"IT WAS ALL TYLER. AND HES NOT HOME." I yell back and I can almost feel how made she is though the walls of our large house. Well, at least this isn't a supernatural problem.

"VERA GET DOWN HERE AND CLEAR SOME OF THIS UP!" So much for a relaxing day... I quickly get up, get dressed and run down stairs. Though with super speed this happen very, very quickly.

I give my mum a fake smile. "It was Tyler."

Mum just glares at me. "Well, he can clear half of it up. As can you." Uh, can't we just get a cleaning company in? It's not as if we can't afford it.

"You're so mean." I huff. Mum doesn't reply she just gives me the do-as-you're-told parent look. Tyler can clear up the garden.

It's very useful having super speed and strength when tidying up a trashed house. It even looks like there was a fight at the front door... This would of taken hours, maybe days if I wasn't a hybrid. But it takes me the total of twenty minutes.

"I am so badass." I mutter when it's done. Of course I can't fix the broken bit of stair but it close enough.

Well, that's one human experience I do get to have.

I suppose I should do my homework for the other human experience of school. But hopefully I will have left time by the time exams and graduating has to happen. So I mean is there a lot of point? Prolly not. And after all I'm not a boring human.

I'll just compel my teachers into giving me A's. That's the most reasonable way to go about this. After all, it's not like I'll be able to do the whole career thing for long if I don't age.