Chapter 6- Meeting the twins
Second day of Klaroline positivity week. Thank you everyone who has followed, favourited and reviewed. I was looking for a person to dedicate this chapter too but before I did I checked my emails and found two really kind reviews that gave me feels because of how amazing they were so this chapter is dedicated to the Guest who reviewed yesterday (you know who you are) and jordanbear.
Jordanbear: Caroline is in her late 30s maybe early 40s, I never really thought about her age before. The twins are about 15 or 16 when Hope is more like 18/19 so it fits with the TO/TVD timeline kind off with a few changes. Also to answer the rest of your review you will just have to wait and see what happens but you had really similar ideas to what I had planned so I hope you like the ending.
Guest: Like I said to Jordan, the twins are about 15/16 and Hope is about 18/19. Also I will be updating a few times this week for Klaroline Positivity week so I will definitely be updating before a month.
Also something I was going to mention yesterday but I completely forgot to mention it... I will be doing a sequel! I'm still debating it's name but I have a few ideas and the epilogue of this story will be the first chapter of that story and I promise there will be more Klaroline action with a bit of Caroline/Cami rivalry but I can't really say more without giving it away xx
"Who's this? I thought we were going shopping?"
"Girls this is Hope Mikaelson. I knew her parents when I lived in Mystic Falls."
Both the girls turned to her with a pageant smile on their faces, something they must have learnt for their mom.
"It's nice to meet you Hope,"
"It's nice to meet you to... Um Josie?"
"Oh I'm Lizzie and that's Josie," she said pointing to her sister who gave a little wave.
Immediately Hope began inspecting them for differences, she didn't want to get them mixed up again.
Lizzie had slightly shorter hair than Josie but other than that the only difference was their choice of clothes, Lizzie wore heals and a summer dress while Josie wore leather jacket and skinny jeans but you could tell they had similar style so using their clothes to tell the difference was a definite no no.
"Are you going to staying with us? Dads away so there's an extra room." Josie spoke up for the first time and she actually sound excited.
"Now girls, I hadn't got round to asking Hope yet. But I presume you don't have any where else to stay?"
Not wanting to intrude Hope only shook her head, "Ok then, you'll stay with us-"
"Yay!" Squealed Lizzie from behind.
"-I owe your father too many favours and it would be a pleasure to have you stay, we don't get many visitors."
Turning round to face the girls, "You brought the car right girls?"
"Yes mom."
"Well I'm going to put Hope's bag in the car so you can get to know each other. I'll be back in a bit." Reaching out she took the bag Hope didn't even remember she was still carrying, picked up the keys swinging from Lizzie's hand and left without another word leaving the girls in an awkward silence.
"Sooooo..."
"Sooooooo..."
"Soooooo... You're from Mystic Falls right?" Lizzie was the one to start a conversation as they made there way though the maze of the mall.
"No my family moved away just before I was born. I grew up in New Orleans."
She almost jumped up with joy, "I've heard about that, it's like the hub for anyone supernatural." She whispered the last part way to loudly for it to be a normal whisper.
"Aren't you meant to be keeping that a secret?"
"Well you know mom so obviously you know about her and probably us. Anyway what's it like in New Orleans, we went once but we were only 3 so I remember literally nothing."
"It's.." Hope paused to find a word that would suit it," ...fantastic. There are of course battles, fights etc but there hasn't been one in so many years. There are extravagant parties where everyone and I mean everyone parties into the night. Every night you can hear the loud music and parties until 6 in the morning. There are celebrations for witches where the humans see things they never believed were possible and Mardi Gras is filled with people lining the streets just to get a glimpse of the colourful floats." Hope drifted off, her home had some issues but it was home.
"Wow."
"Just wow Josie? That sound fricken amazing." Lizzie led them into one of the shops.
"You should come along someday."
"Really?"
"Yeah sure. My families kind off in charge around there."
Josie thought it was time to point out the obvious," What about mom Liz? She's never going to let us!"
"I can get people to protect you guys, you'll be fine and like your mom said she friends with my dad."
"You sure we can come?"
"Of course, not right away. Technically my father doesn't know I'm here and you've got school but once you turn 18 your legally adults so your mom can't stop you"
"Yes!"
"Thank you." Even Josie was starting to warm up to Hope.
Screaming and jumping about in the middle of the shop, the girls looked like they had been friends for years and they didn't even care who was watching.
What they didn't know was that hiding behind a railing, Caroline was watching them.
Damn you Klaus Mikaelson.
The girls spent hours chatting, shopping, eating. They were having so much fun that they didn't even realise Caroline was missing until Hope asked.
"Mom just probably saw we were having fun and didn't want to interrupt. It's not often that we get to speak to another person that knows about us."
Josie was right, if it wasn't for the fact that Hope had super hearing and they had been talking about what powers are like, she wouldn't have felt like anything more that a normal girl. She rarely had that opportunity growing up surrounded by the supernatural world.
"Hey girls, how are you? Enjoyed shopping?"
Just like the girls Caroline had more than here fair share of shopping bags in her arms and probably a ginormous sink in her bank account.
"Yes mom, we've got everything we need." She said in a unusually chirpy voice.
"Well then I think it's time we get home. Now your dads away we can order a takeaway and watch some chick flick without him complaining." Caroline joked.
The car journey wasn't like the ones she had had with her family. Everyone was singing to the songs on the radio and everyone was enjoying it, her modern taste in music wasn't something Hope shared with her parents but for once she felt at home ever though she was without with her family.
Quickly the car pulled up to a house in a seemingly pleasant neighbourhood. They slammed the car doors. Struggling to hold her bags as she turned the key in the lock, Caroline pushed open the door with her shoulder.
"Home sweet home."
It was a nice house with pictures of the family looking happy though out with a modern kitchen and a white picket fence, it was the kind of thing Aunt Rebekah or Freya wanted for the family.
"I'm going order pizza and find a movie, can you girls show Hope to my room?"
"Yes mom," they called as they ran up the stairs.
Opening the first door on the corridor revealed a pastel blue and white room with two of everything. Every object was clean and tidy like everything had its place.
"This is our room." But after throwing in her bags ,which completely messed up the tidiness and order, quickly Josie closed the door and walked along the corridor to the next room.
"That's dads but he doesn't like us going in there," she barely even stopped to explain before she moved onto the next door.
"And this is where you'll be staying. It's moms room."
This time the girls opened the door wide and walked in. It was a beautiful yellow shade that shone as the light made its way through the cream cotton curtains protecting the window. It was more simple that the twins with only a bed with two bedside cabinets and a large white wooden make up desk that was crammed with different perfumes and jewellery as well as a file or two. Pointing to two doors either side of the desk ,"That is the closet (I wouldn't go in there moms a bit mental about her clothes) and that is the bathroom. Feel free to put your things in there."
Hope looked into the bathroom, there was an shower and toilet with a wall length mirror with the sink bellow it, unlike the other room there were products dotted around ever where completely filling up the space.
"If you just move over her stuff you'll have some room, we are going to leave you to put on your pyjamas and get settled and we will see you in 15 minutes."
"Ok guys."
"See you in bit." "Bye."
The door closed leaving Hope with her thoughts as her back hit the mattress. They seemed like nice enough people, who was she kidding, they were defiantly kind people, letting a girl you've never met before stay at your house and in your bed. Luckily "Alaric" or whatever his name was is away or she doubted it would be this easy. Pulling her bag from the floor, Hope picked out her only set of pjs, she didn't exactly plan to have a slumber party so she only had brought a old t-shirt with the ramones on it that used to belong to father and a pain or black checkered bottoms, it wasn't horribly fashionable like Rebekah had wanted her clothes to be but it was something she felt comfy in.
Just like the twins said she could, Hope removed her tooth brush and tooth paste from her bag and pushed over some of Caroline's hair products to make room for it.
Listening in to everyone else she could hear that Caroline was still ordering the pizza and the twins were wondering what to wear and discussing what they thought of Hope but nothing bad was said, only their interest into her life that she would remember to tell them about while eating dinner. As she didn't want to interrupt them, Hope decided to join Caroline who had finally got off the phone with the pizza man and was leaning over a drawer full of second Hope entered the room, Caroline turned round sniffing the air but immediately stopped when she realised the smell was coming from Hope.
"Is ... Is that...that shirt?"
"The shirt?" Caroline nodded.
Looking down Hope tried to see what was wrong with it, she had only stolen it from her father's drawer a few days ago.
"Is something wrong with it, I should had asked father but-" And that was when Hope realised what was wrong, it was her father's shirt. Caroline could smell him on it. Hope had to hold in her delight of the way Caroline reacted, she recognised his scent!
"Is everything alright mom?" Josie had bounced down the stairs without either of them noticing.
"Everything's fine Josie I just can't decide between Mean Girls and the Notebook?" Caroline was good at hiding her emotions, just like Klaus.
"The notebook obviously."
"Good, the pizza place says they will be 20 minutes so should we get drinks and the movie ready. Can you girls do that while I get changed?"
"Sure."
"Wait where's your sister?"
"Here mom, I was just in the toilet."
"Ok well I'll be back in a moment then." And for the second time that day, Caroline left the girls on there own.
Surprisingly, the girls had worn similar clothing to Hope, baggy trousers and t-shirts, and Hope didn't feel as left out as she thought she would be.
"Hope, do you mind sorting drinks with Liz while I set up the movie?"
"Ok." Hope was actually happy to help, she didn't like the way people served her every need at home.
"What do you want to drink? Just pick anything out of the fridge, we'll probably have cola but there is juice and water as well."
While Lizzie busily searched for some clean cups on the shelf, Hope reached into the fridge to get the coke. Her, Kol and Davina were the only ones who drank it at home so she didn't get to have it a lot. As she twisted the red lid open the fizzing sounds started and bubbles overflowed out of the bottle.
"Fuck."
"Oh god, pour in into a cup quickly." Lizzie held out a glass waiting for Hope to fill it and immediately she had another one ready. Once all four cups were filled, the bubbles had died down but the coke that had dribbled down the bottle had covered Hopes hands who was shaking them to try and get as much of as possible but it didn't just clean Hopes hands, accidentally Hope had almost covered Lizzie in her hand-coke.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry-" Just like Caroline earlier, Lizzie wasn't shouting like she expected but was laughing trying to wipe the coke of her face. Slowly she approached Hope like a predator would approach her prey but Hope caught on to her plan and had spread to the the overside of the room before Lizzie could get payback.
"That's not fair." She stuck out her tongue at Hope who repeated the gesture straight away. It was fun acting like a child for once.
Trying to redeem herself, Hope decided to put the coke away and not start another coke fight before then helping Lizzie take the glasses into the over room.
"So where is your dad?"
"He works at a museum so sometimes he has to go away and look at artifices with a bunch of boring professors for a few days. It's no big deal it's been happening since I was younger."
"The same thing happens to me, father often goes away on 'business' with my uncles and my brother and sometimes Aunt Bekah and then I have to stay with a friend of the family or either of my aunts depending on which one went with my father."
"Business?" Both Lizzie and Josie wanted to know more than just business.
"Well you know how I told you my family were originals," both nodded so fast you would have expected them to get a headache because they wanted to know more," Well sometimes they have to find people that are trying to kill the family or that information or something like that and they have to interrogate them or get rid of them." Hope wasn't even able to look in their eyes, she understood why her family had to do it but sometimes it felt like it was unnecessary to kill them.
Luckily the doorbell rang before Hope could see the disappointment she expected to see in their eyes.
Realising who it was, Josie shouted up the stairs, "Mom-"
"My wallets on the table."
"Thank you."
Going to help Josie, both Lizzie and Hope took the pizzas into the living room leaving Josie to pay.
Not long after, Caroline joined them matching their attire. Straight away, someone pressed play on the controller and the movie began suddenly filling the depressing atmosphere with a cheerful tune.
And that was how it continued into the night, the girls watching movies, playing games, talking about their lives and eating. To Hope, it already felt like her home away from home.
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Xoxo Laura
