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Chapter 2: Party!
The minute I walked back into the room I heard the sound of an argument and thought about leaving once more. "Caroline!" Rebekah shouted my name before I could flee.
"You are unbelievable," Hayley snapped, scowling at Rebekah. "I can't believe you think you have the right to tell everyone what to do. If I want to eat on my bed I'm going to eat on my bed."
"Caroline, you need to talk some sense into Hayley. If she keeps doing that," Rebekah was probably trying to indicate something that Hayley was doing so I looked over at Hayley having no idea what I was supposed to be seeing. Eating in bed means what facial expression?
Drawing a blank, I shrugged. "As long as she keeps it on her side of the room."
"But she's going to get crumbs all over the carpet. And there will be bugs. Chip eating bugs. Do you want chip eating bugs in this room, Caroline?" Rebekah snapped, the sound of her foot tapping the floor caused Caroline to sigh. And this was only the first day of their living together.
There was the sound of something flying through the air and Caroline's head snapped in the direction of the sound. "What was that?" Caroline asked, staring at the object.
"Hayley, what are you doing?" Rebekah demanded and Caroline heard Hayley approach. For an instant she thought Hayley was about to hit her. Then she heard utter silence.
"Caroline, what am I wearing?" Hayley asked.
Scoffing, Caroline began to walk around her roommate. "What kind of question is that?"
"What color is Rebekah's hair?" Hayley inquired, quietly.
Beginning to grow uncomfortable Caroline took a wild guess. "Blonde."
"What color are her eyes?" Hayley continued.
"Hayley, what are you doing?" Rebekah snapped.
"Brown," Caroline replied, without thinking. She kicked herself when she heard silence.
"Caroline, where am I standing right now?" Rebekah asked slowly.
Groaning, Caroline deflated, "Okay. You made your point, Hayley, are you happy now?"
"No," Hayley replied, placing a hand on Caroline's arm. "Why didn't you tell us earlier?"
"Because I knew you would do this," Caroline exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. "Whenever someone finds out that I'm blind they act like there's somrthing wrong with me or start asking if they can help with everything. I'm not sick. And I don't need help. I learned how to take care of myself a long time ago." Shaking her head, Caroline walked over to the door. "I'm going over to Bonnie's now. I'll see you two later."
"Caroline, wait," Rebekah called. "Please, don't leave. We're sorry. We promise not to treat you differently. Right, Hayley?"
"Right," Hayley replied. "And we're going to go to a party tonight. Do you want to come with us?"
Thinking about it, Caroline relaxed slightly. "I suppose I could go. I mean I don't really have anything else to do tonight. Let me just go across the hall and ask Bonnie and Elena if they'd like to go since they invited me over."
"The more the merrier," Rebekah called to her as Caroline opened the door and walked across the hall.
Knocking lightly on the door, Caroline waited for the door to open, "Hey, Caroline. What's up?"
"Stefan?" Caroline couldn't believe her ears. She hadn't heard the sound of Stefan Salvatore's voice in some time. He was one of the only people in her town that knew she was alive. Feeling a pair of arms wrap around her waist, Caroline leaned into the embrace. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm going to school here," Stefan replied.
"Are you going to be Elena and Bonnie's roommate?" Caroline teased the younger Salvatore.
"No, he is not, Blondie," Damon Salvatore informed her from behind her back. He was one of the only people who could sneak up on her. "He'll be living with me this year. Unless I decide to make him live on the roof. "
Turning around, Caroline smacked Damon's arm. "Don't be a jerk. I know it's a natural state for you, but try." Caroline told Damon.
"Whatever," Damon replied, his voice drifting. "Are those your roomies?"
Caroline folded her arms. "Yes, and it's bad enough you've gotten your lecherous older man fangs in Elena, you can leave my roommates alone."
Damon chuckled, "I'm only two years older than you, sweetheart. And I'm checking out the goods for Stefano since he seems to be having a dry spell in the romance department. That is unless you plan on fixing that problem."
Frowning, Caroline remembered someone else who she classified as a class A jerk having called her that recently. "Stefan and I are friends. Right, Stefan?"
There was a brief pause. "Yeah. Friends. Hey, Elena."
"Hey, everyone. Hello, Damon," there was the sound of kissing and Caroline sucked in deep breath. When was the last time she had been kissed?
Oh, yeah, senior prom. She had gone with Tyler Lockwood and they had had a passionate make out session in the back of the limo taking them to the prom although that was their first and last date. Tyler's date, Vikki Donavon, had called off their date and Caroline had gone with Tyler as friends. Suffice it to say Vikki broke up with Tyler and started dating someone else. As for Tyler, he was going to school in Washington.
When Damon and Elena parted Caroline decided to speak. "Is Bonnie here?"
"Over here," Bonnie called.
"Good. So, Rebekah invited me to a party and I would like to extend the invite to all of you. That is okay, right, Rebekah?" Caroline shouted into her room since Rebekah had reopened the door right after Caroline shut it.
"Like I said, the more the merrier," Rebekah called to them.
"Good. I'm going to go change and I guess we reconvene in an hour," Caroline clapped her hands together and headed back into her room. She closed the door again. Walking over to the dresser, she pulled her drawer out and pulled out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
"You're not going to wear that, are you?" Rebekah asked, moving into the space beside Caroline.
"What's wrong with what I chose?" Caroline asked, holding up her choices.
"No," Hayley called. "It's a party not a class."
"Okay. So, what do you want me to wear?" Caroline asked, fearing what the answer would be.
Caroline heard the closet open and the sound of hangers clinking together as Rebekah dismissed several outfits before stopping. "Perfect," she whispered. Caroline heard Rebekah walk back toward her and handed her a dress. "Here. Put this on and I will do your hair and makeup. Hurry, I still have to fix myself up."
"That's a pretty dress," Hayley told Rebekah, who snorted.
"Of course, it is. Now, let's see. I may even have something in here for you, too. That is if you cannot get food all over it." Closing the door, Caroline slipped the dress off its hanger and then began to undress. Sliding the dress on, she felt satin brushing her skin and it felt delightful. After sliding the zipper up her back, she touched the hem of the skirt feeling that it was too short. It barely covered her butt. And if she bent over. Oh, hell, no.
Adjusting the straps of the dress, Caroline thought about what to do. If she told Rebekah that she didn't want to wear the dress because it was too short Rebekah would tell her she was being silly. Sucking in a deep breath, Caroline forced herself to walk out of the room. She knew that once Rebekah saw her in the dress she would realize she made a mistake.
"Caroline, you look hot," Hayley exclaimed.
"Yes. She does," Rebekah said smugly. "Now, makeup and hair." Caroline sat down on her bed to allow Rebekah to fix her makeup. She could feel there was more eye shadow, mascara, blush and lip gloss than she ordinarily wore. This was the opposite of her usually close to bare skin. She felt Rebekah twisting her hair back and then pinning it up. Clucking her tongue, Rebekah then pulled out the pins and came out with a curling iron.
When all the preparations were done, Caroline sighed in relief. She had been told fifty times by Rebekah to stop playing with her hair and to not touch her face. "Here put this on," Caroline felt a jacket being placed in her hands. "And we're off."
Meeting the rest of their group in the hall, they headed outside to get into Damon's Camaro and go to the party. "This is going to be so much fun," Elena squealed and Caroline rolled her eyes.
Getting out of the car, Caroline felt Stefan's hands go to her waist to help her out. "You look amazing," he told her
"Thanks. But you can thank my roomy, Rebekah, for all of this," Caroline replied as they headed up a set of stairs.
"More bloody stairs," Rebekah moaned. "Do they realize that women do not wear this kind of shoes for all this stair walking?"
Stefan chuckled, "Well, she's certainly high maintenance."
"I heard that," Rebekah snapped, who was right in front them.
Walking inside the room, they were instantly greeted by Kol. "Welcome sexy ladies and Sister," he shouted.
Rebekah snapped at her brother, "You are a little pervert. Where is Nik?"
"Trying to get laid," Kol told her and then began to laugh. "I told him good luck."
"Nik!" Rebekah shouted in Caroline's ear, who winced.
Kol shoved a drink into Caroline's hand. "Here, darling, save me a dance," she heard him tell her before strolling off.
Taking a sip of her drink, Caroline winced again. It was strong. "I'm going to find out what Damon wants. Will you be okay for a minute?" Stefan whispered into Caroline's ear over the pounding beat of the music.
After ten minutes, Caroline was forced to move away from the door. She had finished her drink and was feeling good as she began to move through the crowd. Trying to smell Stefan's cologne amongst the waves of beer and other scents. Listening for his voice, she smacked into something. Placing her hand on the thing that she had run into, she felt fabric and buttons.
"Now, who is groping who, love?" that voice from before, the one that had been attached to her assailant in the foyer of her dorm.
"You," Caroline growled, trying to move away but she was forced back toward the man by the shifting crowd. "I should have known you would be here."
"Since this is my apartment and my party, yes, I do believe I have the right to be here. And here I thought you had come because I invited you," the man said just as someone ran into Caroline's back and shoved her into him again.
"Well, it seems that someone wants you to be close to me tonight," the man whispered into Caroline's ear as she was shoved into his body a third time. This time the push made her stumble and her legs became intertwined with his. Her hands ended up on his shoulders and he wrapped his arms around her. "If we're going to be in this position then you might as well give up and dance with me, love."
"I don't think so," Caroline protested when she felt him lift her off her feet and carry her toward a less populated area of the apartment. "Where are we?" Caroline questioned the man as he set her on her feet.
"Did I tell you how lovely you look tonight?" the man asked, holding Caroline to him.
"No. But you could tell me where we are?" Caroline snapped at him. The man was quiet. For a moment, Caroline thought about shoving him away and trying to find her friends. Somehow she just didn't want to. Relaxing she laid her head on his shoulder. "Just don't do anything or say anything to ruin this."
The man chuckled, resting his head on top of Caroline's. "I will try to not." They danced in the quiet room, shut out from the noise in the other room. It was like there was no one in the world but them. Feeling his body through his clothes was causing Caroline to want to be bold.
In all her time in high school Caroline had gone on dates but never had a boyfriend. She had kissed boys and had gone through several of the bases. But she had never met the guy she really wanted to let go with. Right now, she desperately wanted to let go with this stranger, who had groped her like a creep hours earlier.
Moving her hands up to his face, Caroline began to slide her hands over it. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Shush," Caroline murmured. "Close your eyes. I'm trying to find out what you look like."
"What?" The man asked, his voice echoing his confusion, "Why would you need to see my face by… Oh!"
"Shush," Caroline repeated, quietly. "You promised you wouldn't ruin the moment." He remained silent as Caroline moved her fingers over his forehead, down the crest to his eyebrows, feeling long eye lashes and an upturned nose. Running her fingers down lower she felt the ridges of his cheek bones jutting outward and the stubble on his cheeks, moving toward his lips she felt their fullness and the way that they pressed against her fingers lightly.
Caroline smiled as he took her hands in his and kissed each of her fingers and then placed them back on his face so she could finish. Feeling the stubble on his chin and neck, Caroline sighed deeply before sliding her hands around the back of his neck and through his hair. "What color is your hair?"
"Dark. Some people might call it brown. Some people might call auburn. In the light, I've been told it looks blonde," he whispered.
"And your eyes. What color are they?" Caroline murmured.
"What color do you want them to be?" he teased, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Don't tease me. I asked you a question. Now, tell me the truth," Caroline retorted, quietly.
"Blue. Maybe blue green. Can't say I look in the mirror as much as my brother does," he replied.
"You have a brother?" Caroline asked, running her hands back down to his shoulders and moving them outward to continue her investigation.
"Yes, I have several. And a younger sister. She's a bit of a… a… love… where exactly are you going there…" the man asked as Caroline's hands continued their journey over his body, making their downward turn.
"I don't know," Caroline told him truthfully. "I've never done this before."
"I've heard that one before," he teased.
"I'm being serious," Caroline replied, placing her mouth against his neck hesitantly. She heard him growl slightly and she wondered if she had done something wrong when he pulled away.
"Let me get the door," he walked away and Caroline felt heady. She was sure that she would kick herself in the morning. But right now she didn't care. When she heard the lock click into place and the man come back and pull her to him gently. She felt happy. Although she couldn't see him, she knew he was about to kiss her. She could feel his breath brushing her lips. Opening her mouth slightly, she waited for him.
"NIK!" There was a knock on the door and then someone was trying the knob. "Nik, I know you're in there. Kol told me he saw you disappear in here with some tart. Now, get your arse out here."
Gasping in shock, Caroline realized whose arms she was in just as Nik let her go. Walking over to the door, Nik opened it and stood with the door half closed barring his sister's entrance. "What do you want, Bekah? I have better things to do with my time than babysit you."
"Have you seen my roommate? She's tall, blonde, blind. Goes by the name of Caroline." Rebekah yelled over the music. Caroline could hear the annoyance in her roommate's voice. "It's almost midnight and we are leaving. She needs to go home, Nik. And you know that Lijah will not be happy with your bad behavior. Don't make me call him."
Caroline ran a hand through her hair, "Rebekah," she called. "I'm coming."
"I knew it, you sodding wanker. I cannot believe that you were trying to take advantage of the poor girl," Rebekah yelled at her brother.
Caroline walked to the door. "Good night, Nik," she whispered, leaning up on tip toe to kiss him of the check.
"Good night, Caroline," Nik called after her. It wasn't the kind of kiss that Caroline had wanted. But she was sure she would see him again. After all, he was her roommate's brother.
AurorMartinez23: She did meet Klaus and thank you for giving me my first review. You're awesome. And I really hope you continue to love the story. It's going to be one wild ride.
Guest: Honestly, I half expected that someone had written a story like this one but it got into my head and wouldn't go away. That's why I have thirty chapters written already. I'm happy you liked the first chapter and I hope you continue reading.
Layboo: The pairings are Klaroline, Delena, and then I can't say or I give to many things away. All I can say is that there is an influence from TO in here. Other than that you'll have to wait to see. Sorry.
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