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Virgil didn't have a lot of worldly belongings but Klaus had brought most of them over from Elena's house. First and foremost, she'd ensured that her bedroom was right on the other side of the mansion from his. The room she chose was gigantic, bigger than any of the bedrooms she'd seen at the Salvatore boarding house. The bed was a four-poster canopy and just like Klaus had said, was king-size.
She hung up the clothes in her suitcase and then gazed at the still vast space left in the walk-in closet. Crap. She needed to stock up on clothes if she didn't want to feel like a total waste of space.
Once she'd had a shower in the en suite, she got dressed and then realised she didn't have a blow-dryer. She groaned in irritation and stormed out of the room. "I need a bloody blow-dryer!" she yelled over the banisters, "and I need it fast!"
Klaus appeared at the foot of the staircase. "You need a what?"
"A blow-dryer?" she said slowly. "Duh. You know- a "whoosh-whoosh" machine that dries your hair?"
"I wouldn't know, " he said dryly. "Wet hair suits you anyway."
"I'm not having it drip all over my clothes!" she retorted.
"Tough," he said, walking away.
She huffed and marched back into the room. God, this sucked. It got worse, as apparently, Klaus had forgotten that she went to school.
"Where are you going?" he demanded, coming out of the living room to meet her as she opened the front door.
"School. Where else?" she scoffed, and tried to push away his arm which was barring the way.
Easier said than done- a hybrid's arm was near enough a steel rod and Virgil had no chance.
"You don't need to go to school anymore," he said shortly, "I won't have you mixing with either the Gilberts or that Bennett witch."
"Just listen to yourself," she said in disgust, "you sound like you're my dad. You can't stop me going to school and that's final."
"Oh really?"
The next second, she was pinned to the wall, looking into Klaus's eyes which had turned gold- two pools of burning, fiery anger.
"Watch your step, love," he growled in her ear, "you may be beautiful and you may believe that I won't hurt you because you have a certain hold over me- but believe me, I will. You don't know me well enough if you don't think so too."
Virgil's heart hammered as she stared at him. The closeness of his body to hers was stretching her nerves to breaking point- the feeling was so strong, she felt she would either bite her lips to shreds to keep from kissing his beautiful red ones, or simply burst into tears. Thankfully, he moved away before she could do either.
"I need to get to school," she said finally, her voice coming out in a bare whisper, "I'll go insane trapped in here with you all day."
Klaus studied her a while and then moved away from the door.
"If you insist," he replied, "but on two conditions- I drop you off and pick you up also. And that you stay close to Rebekah over there. Let me warn you, she'll tell me if you try and plot yourself out of this with your little friends."
"Fine. Whatever. Can we go now? I'm late," she said, turning and walking out of the door..
Klaus nearly smiled. He'd never tell her this, but he liked a girl who could answer back to him.
If it hadn't been enough that he was dropping her off, he also just had to drive her there in a flashy, white sportscar. Virgil felt her cheeks burn as she realised how many stares the brand new Bughetti was receiving from the high school students.
And to make matters worse, Caroline and Bonnie were standing at the gates, talking to each other; when they saw the car, they stopped and stared. Klaus chuckled in a low tone and parked the car right in front of them.
"Oh god, no," she groaned, "are you doing this to me on purpose?"
"No- I just want to talk to the sweet Miss Forbes- I very rarely see her these days. One would think she's been avoiding me," he grinned, before getting out of the car.
Virgil gave it a minute, hoping that everyone out side was now officially staring at the hot, blonde hybrid distraction that had just materialised in front of them, before hurriedly getting out and going towards the front gates.
"Come here, pet,"Klaus called after her immediately, "I think your two friends want to check I haven't done anything –ah-compromising to you."
Virgil closed her ayes, took a deep breath, opened them- and turned around.
"Go to hell," she hissed at Klaus, and then to Caroline and Bonnie "can we go inside? At least it's private there."
"Yes, why don't you go on in? And Caroline?" Klaus added.
The blonde vampire gave a tiny start and turned to narrow her eyes at him. "What?"
"Teach the little one some manners. Now that she's living with me, she won't last long with the ones she's got."
"Okay, what the hell is all this about?" Bonnie hissed as soon as they were safely inside the school, out of Klaus's earshot. "Elena rang me this morning to tell me about how Klaus had kidnapped you and that you were a witch's daughter or something- but if that were true, I would have sensed a vibe off you. Seriously- what is going on?"
"It's what he said," Virgil said briefly, "he didn't tell me anything else either."
"He's lying," Caroline said suddenly, her eyes blazing," this lie about you being a witch's daughter is a straight out attempt to try and use you for your powers. You shouldn't have gone to his house this morning- that was stupid, seriously, I-"
"Easy for you to say," Virgil snapped back, "you hate Rebekah which is who I went for. And why do you hate him so much anyway, Caroline? He's never done anything to you before- he fancies you, why would he? And as for Tyler being a hybrid because of him, I didn't see Tyler complaining- at least not until he found out Klaus had a thing for you. Your problem is, you need to stop whining about things in general when you don't know anything, okay?"
She turned and stormed off before either of the two girls could say another word.
"What's her deal?" Caroline frowned.
"Klaus has done what he's been trying to do ever since he found out she had powers, "Bonnie said, "he's trying to turn her against us."
"I don't think so- I think that was pure bitchiness on her part," Caroline frowned, " I mean, I tried to help her and this is what she does?!"
The rest of the day did not go well for Virgil- she gave the same answer to Elena as she had given to Bonnie and when Elena hadn't believed a word of it, Virgil had had another hissy fit. She cut last period to go out into the grounds where she sat down with her back against a tree. She was sitting there for a while, trying to unravel the mess of her own thoughts, when she felt the searing effect of someone's gaze on her, and a strange tingle down her spine.
Virgil glanced up to see a tall, dark haired teacher walking towards her. She knew him by name- Professor Shane- but he didn't teach her. She wondered then, why he was coming her way as if he knew her.
"Hello," he smiled pleasantly as he got within a few yards of her. "Fine afternoon to be out isn't it? I trust you're not cutting class, young lady?"
"No sir, I have a free period," she lied smoothly.
"Virgil, isn't it?" Shane said, and then smiled again. "Beautiful name. The poet was one of my favourites."
"Oh." What the hell else could she say?!
"I teach your big sister Elena- that's how I knew your name- her and Bonnie Bennett are my star pupils," he continued, "hope you'll be in my classes in the future."
"Yes sir."
" I'll leave you to it then. Have a nice day."
"Thanks, you too, sir."
Virgil watched his retreating back with some suspicion. Why, when he'd met her eye only once, had she felt that same strangle tingle in her spine again? It had been the most eerie feeling she'd ever had, not bad, but not particularly pleasant either.
Suddenly the sound of a loud horn made her jump and turn.
"Cutting classes already? I told you, you didn't need school, love!" Klaus called over the rolled down window of his car, his eyes hidden behind shades.
Virgil groaned and heaved herself up to walk over to the car. "You know, in the course of the day, I actually managed to forget that I'm being held in captivity against my will by a psychopath. Come to bring me back to my dark reality, have you?"
"Yes...and handcuff you to my wrist so you can't run from me," he grinned, now officially leering. "That really is a scenario with many possibilities."
"Urgh- don't even go there." She climbed into the car and sat back on the passenger seat with a weary sigh.
"Bad day at school, precious?" Klaus observed, "Take it from me- home schooling's so much more fun. And it's another scenario with many interpretations."
"Stop it!" Virgil cried suddenly, "Just stop, okay? Stop acting like everything's normal and you aren't keeping me a literal prisoner in your house because you think I could have powers that could help you create more bloody hybrids! Everything was fine in my life before you turned up!"
"Rose-" he started to say, but she cut across him sharply.
"Don't think that just because apparently you're telling me we had a thing for each other a thousand years ago, that it'll happen again! Because it won't! I don't love you and I never will!"
She fell silent and then abruptly braced herself for his inevitable anger. But it never came. He just looked at her with one of his infamous blank expressions that saw straight through you and could alternately be followed up by a growl, a threat, physical harm-or a smile, a soft murmur and a kiss.
He continued to look at her.
"So this is what's bothering you is it?" Klaus said finally.
She didn't reply.
He carried on. "Well, don't worry yourself on that account then. I already have someone to chase after- you might be beautiful but you're not the one who's caught my eye this time round. You're right- what we had, is going to stay buried in the past ten centuries- because I don't love you either."
The temperature in the car was suddenly cold despite the bright sunny day outside. Virgil looked straight out the windscreen as she nodded. "Good. We've got that clear at least," she said quietly.
He started up the car and pulled away from the side walk. The drive back to his house was silent but Virgil couldn't explain away the incessant prickling behind her eyelids and the knot in her throat that threatened to asphyxiate her.
Oh what the hell- of course it was nothing. Why wouldn't it be?