I know there wasn't any note in the beginning but I'd like to know you guys think of this story. I can assure you it won't be a typical love story but it will still be relatable. :)

Chapter 3

She now noticed that the guy was really hot. And he had a British accent. Damn him. "Something well mannered people should have the decency to say." she retorted. He approached her, looking at her almost menacingly, and said "Well well. Look what a fiesty little thing we have here."

"Care, ignore him. Come on. Don't waste your time on such people" Bonnie said and tried to pull her away. The guy looked at Bonnie and tilted his head, eyeing her carefully. "Ah! Beauty with Brains I see" he said, smirking at her.

"Kol. Behave yourself." Another one of the boys said. They must be brothers, she thought. "Relax Elijah. I'm only having some fun. After all living in a box has made me quite rusty" he remarked.

Living in a box? Was he speaking metaphorically? Duh, a part of her mind said.

The other blonde girl, annoyed, said "Kol, shut that bloody mouth of yours for a while. It's barely been five minutes and your theatrics are annoying me already."

"Is everything alright there?" A stern, manly voice asked. Alaric, the history teacher was standing at the doorway. The same person, Elijah was it?, said "Yes sir, there is no problem here." he said as he led his the others towards their places in the last bench. Caroline and Bonnie joined Lexi in the row opposite to them, a few benches ahead.

Lexi was grinning at them as they passed by and as Caroline sat next to her, she whispered "Damn. Hot guys with British accent. Could it GET any better?" Caroline furiously whispered back " I was fuming with anger, so excuse me if I didn't have time to adore their beauty. I guess they have in their appearance what they lack in manners." Bonnie joined in and said "But Care, you have the hots for a British accent don't you?" she teasingly said, slightly turning back to look at them.

It was then that Caroline felt eyes on her. She subtly turned back to meet piercing blue eyes. In her anger she hadn't noticed the other guy. Dirty blond curls and pink lips made him look undoubtedly attractive. Why is he looking at me? She thought, but she couldn't turn away from his face.

"Miss Forbes? Miss Forbes? Caroline?" She was brought back to reality as she realised Alaric was looking at her. "Can you please give me your undivided attention?" He said warily as he eyed the last bench. Caroline, flustered, said "Of course, Ric. I mean Mr. Saltzman" After a few seconds she turned back to find the guy smirking victoriously, and all she wanted to do was slap that smirk off his face.

It was soon time for lunch, and as Caroline was walking towards the cafeteria, she heard loud noises coming from the end of the hall. A small crowd had gathered, watching a fight between two of the football players. Someone then shouted "Teacher appraoching" and everyone hurried to walk away from the scene. Caroline was pushed and she lost her balance, bumping into something. Correction. Someone. It was the hot British guy.

"Careful, love. Don't want you falling and hurting yourself." he said, smirking at her, revealing his dimples which made her dead heart skip a beat. Suddenly, she was taken back into her memories.

~FLASHBACK~

It was lunch time. They were fighting. Again. Playfully of course. Everyone knew they had a thing for each other, and they were used to the banters and fights. This time she had the upper hand. She grabbed both his hands which were a little above his face. Before she could attempt to twist it, he walked front towards her, his weight pushing her fragile body backwards.

No matter how hard she tried to stop, he was heavier and stronger. He gave her that challenging smile and she couldn't help but pout at the turning of tables. Suddenly, she tripped over one of the bags of her classmate and her eyes squinted, bracing herself for the fall. But it never happened. She opened her eyes to reveal him looking at her intensely, and she noticed that his hands had now grabbed hers and he had saved her from falling down. It felt all too romantic and she felt her heart drop to her stomach. He then stepped back and let her stand, completely flustered, though she didn't show it. Much.

~End of flashback~

She then realised he was still holding her while she was lost in her thoughts. She stood straight and snapped "I thought you lot didn't really care about what or who fell."

He had noticed her trance. "Easy, love. That was my brother Kol. I am better mannered," he said, taking her hand and kissing it below the knuckles. "Klaus Mikaelson. Pleasure meeting you."

She barely had time to collect her jaw which had almost dropped to the floor. Who kisses hands these days? She thought. But she knew better than to be flattered by guys like him, who were too sure of themselves.

"Wish I could say the same though" she said, giving a fake sweet smile and walking away from him in style. He couldn't help but smirk at the fire the blonde showed. There was something off about her though, he thought.

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