Hey guys! So I know I just uploaded the first chapter yesterday, but I wanted to get this one up as well. I hope you enjoy:) and please leaves reviews as well as follow/favorite! I will upload as much as I can:) Be free to give complements, criticisms, questions, along with ideas and where you want me to take the story.

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A week went by and the only conversation in the house was New Orleans. Between Hope being excited and Rebekah being nervous and giving Hope a list of rules. The day had finally arrived.

Alli showed up at Hopes door and the smile on both the young girls faces was huge.

Rebekah couldn't help but be happy to see Hope enjoying herself.

Hope gave Rebekah one last hug and was on her way out the door.

"Call me every night" Rebekah called as the car pulled away.

When they got to the quarter they were amazed, festive lights, happy people, and beautiful views.

Hope and Alli walked down the streets stoping at every both. They came to one with a physic witch, however Hope was so skeptical of it that they decided to try, not knowing it was a real witch.

Hope sat down first and there was a lady with her head wrapped up in scarves and beads.

"Name?" The lady asked. Hope completely forgetting Rebekah's rules cluelessly said "Hope Mikaelson".

The psychic looked at her with disbelief, "Hope Mikaelson died 14 years ago?"

"Well here I am, alive." Hope said looking to Alli with confusion.

The witch pulled her close and said "Get out of here and never come back."

Hope just got up and left, looking behind she saw the lady vanished.

Later that night hope and Alli went into a small cafè, where they talked. Alli was convincing Hope to call Rebekah and tell her what happened, but Hope refused saying that she would just tell her to come home.

Then a blonde waiter with a name tag saying Cami came to their table.

"Check," she said well laying it flat on the table.

Hope out her debit card on the table and continued talking.

Cami turned around and told Hope that she should leave town immediately.

Hope was tired of wondering why everyone knew her name, so she asked Cami "Why does it matter?".

Cami starred at the girl, so young and innocent, and then walked away like nothing happened.

Later that night, in the hotel, Hope and Alli were fooling around, dressing up like everyone on the streets.

"We should go to a party!" Hope blurted out to Alli. "Your parents aren't going to be back tell late, so why not." Hope had always been rebellious, and had a talent for doing the exact opposite of what people tell her to do.

"Hope," Alli said, "Were 14, no one is going to let us go to a party."

"We'll then we won't tell them, will we." Hope said with the look of rebellion in her eye. "I am Hope Mikaelson, 16, and your Alli Jones, my older sister who's 18."

"What's the worse thing that could happen?" Alli said laughing, agreeing to her best friends extravagant plan.

"So I was over hearing these two people talking and said there's a party at a house, and at midnight they said that 'we will drink up everything in sight', doesn't that sound fun!" They both thought that meant alcohol.

"You have never even had a sip of alcohol in your life, what's making you think your going to go to a rave and get drunk?"

"I may have never, but 16 year old me has." Then the two girls started laughing.

"Are you sure about this?" Alli said know that Hope was going to get into trouble.

"Yes! We'll be fine!" Hope said well pulling her best friend by the arm inside.

"Names?" A person at the front asked.

"Hope Mikaelson, and Alli Jones." The girls didn't know that this was Marcel, a vampire, party and at midnight, they would feed on all the humans.

The girls started dancing. Alli looked nervous so Hope said, "Loosen up a little and have fun, I'll go get us some drinks!"

The young Hope walked up to the bar and asked for two shots, she felt proud because it was her first time ever she ordered drinks. And the fact that her Aunt would disapprove, made it even better.

Hope looked down the bar and saw a cute young guy at the end. She decided to walk over and say hi, after all, she was sixteen.

"So are you visiting?" Hope asked the young boy hoping to start a conversation with him.

"No I live here, you?"

"Just visiting," she said.

"Kol," Mikaelson, putting his hand out to great her. Hope just knew that his name was Kol, not that they shared the last name, or that he was really her uncle.

*sorry it's so short, I had to cut it off at this time otherwise I would basically be putting three chapters into one. The next ones will be longer:)

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