*Juliet's POV*

I awoke to the sound of someone saying my name. It opened my eyes and saw Kol standing by my bed, looking down at me. It jumped back, nearly falling out of bed. "Kol? What the bloody hell?!" I whisper-shouted.

"Sorry." he whispered. "I didn't mean to scare you."

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. "Then don't sneak into my room in the middle of the damn night! How did you even get in here?" I demanded, crossing my arms over my chest.

"The front door was unlocked." he said nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders.

I rolled my eyes. "And you thought that was an invitation to just come in?" I sighed. "Well, what do you want?" I asked, running a hand through my tangled hair. I looked up to meet his eyes. They gleamed with their usual curiosity and mischief.

He smirked playfully. "To do this." he whispered. Before I could answer, his lips crushed against mine. I was taken by surprise, but I didn't object and kissed him back.

After what felt like hours, thought in reality it was less than 10 seconds, I pulled away, smiling. However, instead of meeting Kol's familiar brown eyes, I met Collin's cold green ones.

I jumped back, cowering away. "What are you doing here?" I asked; my voice was shaking from fear.

His grin was sinister and could only be compared to that of the devil himself. "Hello Jules. Miss me?"

I shot up in bed, screaming and covered in sweat. I heard my mother come running downstairs; she busted into my room a few seconds later. "What's wrong?" she demanded, looking around frantically with wide eyes.

"It's fine mum, bad dream. Sorry for waking you." I said, rather pathetically. I gave her my best apologetic look.

She sighed. "It's fine." she replied. She looked like she was about to have a heart attack. "Just go back to sleep." She yawned and pinched the bridge of her nose, clearly stressed and exhausted.

I nodded. "Okay. Sorry." I apologized again. She nodded and closed the door behind her.

I looked around; it was still dark out and my clock read 2:45. I leaned back on my pillows and sighed in relief. It had only been a dream.

Despite being away from him, Collin still managed to haunt my dreams. I hadn't dreamt about him since London. I wondered why I had started dreaming about him again; I also wondered why Kol had been in my dream.

I let out a deep breath and tried, to no avail, to go back to sleep.

I sat on the floor of the gym next to Caroline and Elena, stretching before cheer practice. I put my legs out straight in front of me and leaned forward, pressed my forehead go my knees.

"So, why do you think I was dreaming about him?" I asked them, sitting up from the stretch.

"Who? Kol?" Elena asked. She stood up and continued to stretch.

"Yeah."

Caroline rolled her eyes. "Maybe because you like him. I mean, you did say you were kissing him in the dream. In my experience, if you dream about kissing someone it usually means you like them" she said in her matter-of-fact way.

"So like you and Klaus?" I asked, smirking. I laughed.

She sighed, blushing a little. "I seriously regret telling you about that dream. And no, not like me and Klaus because I don't like him." she insisted defensively, giving me the infamous Caroline Forbes death stare.

I laughed. "Well I guess that makes you a hypocrite then." I replied, grinning. I loved proving people wrong.

"She may be a hypocrite, but at least she hasn't locked lips with Klaus." Elena gloated.

I rolled my eyes. "Hey, he kissed me first." I defended.

"But you kissed him back." Elena refuted.

"Have you talked to him since then?" Caroline interjected.

I stood up to finish my stretches. "No. He's been giving me the silent treatment for days. It's weird." I said, knitting my eyebrows together in frustration.

"Isn't he usually all flirty and everything with you?" Elena asked. She seemed to be deep in thought. "Come to think of it, he's kind of been avoiding you from what I've seen."

I groaned under my breath. "I know. Maybe I did something wrong." I shook my head. I wasn't used to mixed signals; most guys were always pretty up front with me about their feelings. Kol was just a mystery.

"You know, you seem awfully concerned for someone who doesn't like him, or someone who claims to not like him." Caroline teased, grinning widely.

I rolled my eyes. "I just don't like mixed signals. I mean, who kisses someone one day and just completely ignores them the next?" I asked rhetorically. I sighed.

"Well I think this is a sign. The originals are bad news and you should try to keep your distance anyway." Elena said. The caution in her voice was clear.

"What do you guys even have against them? I mean, no one's really even told me all the details." I insisted.

Before either of them could answer, Rebekah walked up to answer. I sighed. If either of them had intended on answering me, they wouldn't now that Rebekah was here.

"What do you have against whom?" Rebekah asked in her usual menacing tone.

I rolled my eyes; she didn't intimidate me, despite her many efforts. "Isn't that a tad paranoid, thinking that everyone is always talking about you?" I asked, looking over to meet her piercing cerulean blue eyes.

"When you've had enough people stab you in the back you'll understand what it's like to not be able to trust people." Rebekah snapped, glaring at me.

"If you say so." I replied nonchalantly.

"You know, we could've been friends if you didn't act like such a little bitch all the time." Rebekah said, crossing her arms over her chest.

I scoffed. "Right back you." I said, looking her right in the eyes with a wide grin.

She stepped closer to me, just inches away from me. She stared down at me with cold eyes. "If we weren't in a room full of humans, I would put you in your place." she threatened.

I had to admit, she was starting to intimidate me, but I wouldn't let her think that. "I'm sure you would." I shot back sarcastically.

She was about to say something back, but stopped herself. "Anyway, I came over here to tell you two," she looked from me to Caroline, "that Klaus and Kol wanted me to invite you to our family's ball tonight at our house. You're welcome to come too Elena." she said, halfhearted.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "A ball? Why?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

She shrugged. "Elijah likes for us to play nicely with the locals and show our support for the town." Rebekah replied. She pulled three invitations out of her gym bag and held them out to us.

I raised an eyebrow at her, but reluctantly took my invitation. Caroline and Elena took theirs too.

"Go, don't go, I could care less." Rebekah said before she turned around and walked off to the locker room.

"Well that was..." Caroline started.

"Weird." Elena finished for her.

I looked down at my invitation, glancing over it. The ball would start at 6:30 tonight. I thought about going just to spite Rebekah.

"Are either of you going?" I asked, glancing over to them questioningly.

"God, no!" Caroline quickly replied.

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Why? Don't you want to see Klaus?" I asked playfully, dragging out Klaus's name to add effect.

She hit me lightly. "Shut up! And no, I don't." she refuted. She tried to hide it, but her face was bright red.

I laughed. "Well, how about you Elena?" I asked, turning to the brunette who was still reading over her invitation.

She looked up at me and shrugged. "I'm not sure. I mean, what if they're planning something? Wouldn't we want to be there?" Elena asked. She look seemed unsure and looked over to Caroline for help.

"I guess. I'll just think about it, but I'm not making any promises." she added defensively, pointing her index finger at us.

"What about you, Juliet?" Elena asked, looking over at me with a raised eyebrow.

I shrugged. "I guess." trying to sound nonchalant.

Caroline rolled her eyes. "You just want to go so you can play tonsil hockey with Kol; admit it." she insisted.

I gawked at her. "No I don't! I mean sure we're kind of friends and sure we kissed, but that doesn't mean anything." I said defensively.

"Whatever." she answered, turning away and shoving the invitation into the pocket of her capris sweats. "Come on ladies, let's go!" she yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth to project her voice.

Elena and I shared a knowing glance before following after her.

I got home that afternoon and went to my room, trying to avoid my mother who was pestering me about the Mikaelson's ball; apparently Elijah had stopped by earlier and given her an invitation. She insisted that we do the polite thing and go.

Once I managed to reach my room, I quickly closed the door and threw my bag down. I walked over to my bed to lie down, however, a big black box was in the middle of my bed. It had a big red bow and a note on it. I raised an eyebrow questioningly before picking up the note and unfolding it.

It read: "Wear this to the ball. I look forward to seeing you tonight. -Kol".

I groaned. Seriously? Could he not make up his mind? He went from ignoring me one minute to buying me gifts the next. I rolled my eyes, putting the note down on the bed and lifting the lid off of the box.

I gasped as saw the beautiful dress that was folded neatly in the bottom of the box. I grabbed it by the straps and lifted it out of the box.

The dress flowed to the ground elegantly. It was a gorgeous, deep shade of red. The dress had a sweetheart neckline, lace trim at the hem and the bust was covered with what were undoubtedly real diamonds.

I held it up to my body and looked in my mirror; it was absolutely perfect. After a few seconds of admiring the its beauty, I laid the dress across the foot of my bed and took a few steps back to look at it. It was truly beautiful, but I wasn't sure if I would wear it.

Part of me wanted to go to the ball and see Kol, but the other part of me was scared, not scared of him, but scared of getting close to him. People had a way of coming into my life and my heart and then leaving. It had already happened with my father, old friends and past boyfriends. I wasn't sure if I was ready to open myself up to that kind of hurt again.

I sighed and sat down in a chair by my bed, not taking my eyes off the dress.

Yes, I did like him and yes we had chemistry, but I didn't want to get hurt. I wouldn't admit it to anyone, but I was afraid. Also, I wasnt entirely sure if he felt the same; maybe he was just using me. It wouldn't have been the first time someone had done that to me.

I put my head and my hands and tried to think, taking deep breaths. Eventually, I decided to go. I wanted to see him; I wanted to ask him about what all of this meant.

A.N. Just so you all know, this ball isn't the same as the Mikaelson's ball in the show. Let me knowing what you think about her nightmare! Also, I really hope I didn't portray Rebekah as too much of a bitch in this chapter; I love her character and I want to make her...well, less of a bitch later. This week on Thursday I got to go to Demand Our Stars in Nashville in case anyone else is a fan or got to go too.

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