I was planning on posting this tomorrow, but then I saw I was going to be really busy, so I thought why not post it early!
There are some quotes in her from season 3 episode 3. I don't own any of the characters or the quotes form the show (you'll know which ones! ;) ).
Rebekah woke to the sound of something crash against her wall. She rushed out to the center room, not caring about her dressing robe; she was prepared to attack.
She saw Klaus painting over in the corner of the living space. She looked at the wall and saw blood red paint splattered with a paint cup on the ground. He was in a mood. Rebekah did not want to get him even more upset, so she walked back into her room to get changed for the day. She fixed her hair in the small vanity before she headed to the small kitchen for some tea.
"Good Morning, Nik," She said. He didn't answer. He walked into his room which was opposite of Rebekah's, and closed the door. Rebekah looked at his painting while he was gone. It was dark. There was a tree in the center; it was all black and had a dark red liquid oozing out, which Rebekah assumed was blood. It was very good, but to Rebekah all of his paintings were. She wondered if he would put it in one of their homes.
As Nik's door opened Rebekah rushed back to her chair. She knew he wouldn't be upset for her looking at his work, but she felt that it was private because he put his mind and soul into his work. It was his escape from reality.
"Would you like to go back to Gloria's tonight?" He asked.
"Yes," she said, perhaps a little too quickly. Rebekah though maybe that handsome man would be there again.
"Are you sure? Last night it seemed that you did not have fun. I didn't see you drinking or dancing."
"I had drinks."
"You know what I mean."
"I would like to go back. I have a new dress to wear." Rebekah looked at the clock and saw that it was nine in the morning, too early for her to pick up her new dress from the tailor.
"Why did you have to wake me up so early?" she asked.
"It is not early. Besides, you were the one that got out of bed."
"I'm going out."
"Rebekah," He looked concerned. "You remember where to go if there is any trouble?"
He wasn't there. Rebekah waited for two hours, danced with three men and had four glasses of champagne.
Rebekah went to the table where Nik was with some dark blonde girl.
"He's not here?" Nik asked.
"I do not know who you are referring," she said
"The man you were watching all last night. Is he not here? And you wore your new dress for him and everything."
This was a time where Rebekah wished she had a sister. Someone who would understand her pain. Her brother believed he was all mighty because he was a man. Women would get their day. Then Rebekah would show her brothers that love was a weakness but for all the right reasons.
Rebekah sipped her glass as Nik took the girl out on the dance floor. She liked Gloria's. It was a nice atmosphere with just enough shadows. The band was loud when it needed to be, and they always played great Jazz.
Rebekah remembered when Jazz was first being found. The Mikealson's were building New Orleans; they were creating their own city. They were together there for a long time as a whole family. Rebeakh and her brothers helped the locals discover Jazz. They liked that they could put soul into their music. The ones who could not play loved dancing. It was a fun time and Rebekah was said when she had to let it go.
Nik's return brought Rebekah out of her thoughts, "Are you ready to leave?"
"I suppose," She said.
For some reason when the door opened it caught Rebekah's attention. She was not sure why at that moment since it had been opening and closing all night, letting people in and out. She looked at the door and saw him. Her Handsome stranger. He strode in.
"It's Stefan Salvatore!" A girl said to her friend as they passed Rebekah's table. They were both looking at Rebekah's handsome man.
Rebekah also heard the women at the next table over gasp as he looked in their direction from across the room.
"He definitely is a ladies' man," Nik commented.
Rebekah stood up and walked towards this Mr. Stefan Salvatore.
He leaned against the rail while taking in the buzz of the room.
"Guess who my eyes have just spied, ladies" the singer said from the stage. "Looking for a good time, Mr. Salvatore?"
"Save me dance Gloria," He said as he walked down the stairs.
He was about to take a glass from a passing waiter but Rebekah stole it first.
"Please help yourself," he said to her.
"Oh I always do," she said as she turned to face him.
It hit her hard. She wasn't expecting it. Rebekah smelled blood. She was able to keep her emotions in control, but whoever just had a drink could not. She sniffed the air again. It came from him. Was he reckless? How can he still smell of blood? Rebekah thought. There are ways to avoid the smell if you weren't clumsy. Rebekah wondered if he bathed in it since the stench was so strong. Rebekah has been around for a lot longer, but-
No Rebekah, don't focus on the blood. Focus on the handsome man in front of you, She told herself.
"Careful Mr. Salvatore," She leaned in closer. Her eyes began to change from the scent. She couldn't help herself being that close to him and the scent being so strong. "You're still wearing your date, she's lovely."
"Who are you?" He asked. Rebekah put a finger to her lips. She turned and walked out as she swayed her hips.
Stefan and Rebekah meet! Well sort of. What will happen next? Does Stefan follow Rebekah out?
Please review! And again, the quotes from the show are not mine.