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Ric/Klaus's POV

"And now you're rambling."

"I know." She gushed as if it was a big piece of scandalizing gossip. I remembered another time when something similar happened.

. . . . .

She hadn't changed a bit.

My eye's landed on her golden heart locket, the one I knew she kept her vervain in. I picked the locket up gently and then pulled it off her neck with a snap.

"Wha-" She said with wide eyes.

I grabbed her face in both of my hands, leaned closer to her face and caompelled her, "You are going to go home right now. If anyone ask's why it's because your not feeling well. As soon as you get home go straight to sleep and when you wake up in the morning do not remember this."

I took a step back and she frowned, putting her head in her hands. "Uh, I'm going to go home to bed. I've got this massive head ache that just won't go away. Tell Damon and Stefan if you see them, k?"

"Of course, Ellie. I hope you feel better in the morning."I told her with a smile.

"I'll be fine after I have some sleep." She muttered with a small, sad smile and then she walked through the crowed of dancing teenagers and made her way out of the dance. I didn't want to compelle her but it was for her own good, even if she didn't know it. . .

And now to find my doppleganger.

Ellie's POV

I woke up with a groan and sat up slowly, holding my head in my hands. "How much did I drink last night?" I couldn't even remeber the dance propely.

I got up slowly and made my way to my bathroom. Then I went for a shower to clear my head. After my long, hot shower I wrapped a towel around my petit frame and then stepped into my room where Damon was sitting on my bed looking at a picture. I snatched the picture out of his hands and looked at which photo it was. It was a scetch of my wearing a dress from the early eighteen hundereds. The artist was extremely talented but I could never remember who had drew it for me. I walked over to my mirror and put it in front of it on the desk where all my make-up was and turned around to find him just starind at me.

"So, who drew the picture?" He asked as he stood up and made his way over to me.

"None of your buisness, Damon. What do you want?"

"Nothing." He said a little too innocently.

"Tell me or get out now so I can get dressed, Damon." I told him as I started brushing my hair.

"I just thought I'd let you know that we met Klaus." He told me, paused to give me a look and then carried on. "He's in Alaric's body and he thinks that Bonnie is dead. I thought that I'd tell you just in case you have a run-in with him or he has a run-in with you."

I narrowed my eye's at him and said, "Thank you, Damon. You can go now."

"Well, somebody's in a bad mood today." He muttered with a smirk.

"Out, Damon!" I said louder than last time. "Just get out."

"Bye." He muttered darkly before walking. He slamed the door shut on his way out. Dick.

I finished brushing my hair by the time Damon walked out so then I blowdried it and just left it down in my natural waves and then I walked over to my clothes. I put on a black pencil skirt, a white blouse and a pair of black heels. I thought I looked good.


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