"Hello class." Silas, a horribly old and hideously unattractive teacher, clapped his hands together. "Welcome to Possession."
Bonnie glanced to her left where Caroline sat fiddling with her pencil. Bonnie had taken care to show Caroline a few ropes today. She seemed to be adjusting and getting the hang of things just fine. It made Bonnie feel good to help out such a nice girl. She and Bonnie were going to be great friends. Bonnie could already sense it in her gut.
"Now. There are two main ways to possess people. Of course both ways tend to branch off and alter depending on your abilities and intent but I shan't get into that today. Some of you will completely possess someone in which you and the person share the same host. And others will simply possess the minds of others and play puppeteer." Silas sighed heavily. "I shall split you all off into said groups. No sense in mixing up the two kinds of possession."
Bonnie groaned inwardly. She was tired of being out of place with her peers. Witches of her caliber were beginning to become uncommon. She could easily do several of the things that the other students could only do exclusively, including possessing anyone however she saw fit.
Silas paired everyone else off and Bonnie watched as Caroline went to sit by Niklaus Mikaelson. She rolled her eyes. Silas probably thought that that was the funniest thing he could get away with. Pairing up a demon with a guardian angel. What a laugh. A sitcom in the making, really.
"Bonnie, don't think I have forgotten about you." Silas came over to tell her in a hushed tone. "I made sure you've been paired with an equally talented student."
Silas walked away and began moving from table to table, discussing basic points to the different groups. Bonnie waited patiently for a few minutes. Finally her partner decided to make an appearance.
"Hello, little witch." He purred, sliding into the desk directly in front of hers. Bonnie couldn't catch a break today. She dropped her head into her hands. Sighing frustratedly. She'd have to have a talk with her Grams. Maybe she could help talk some sense into these teachers. She knew her last name carried some significant weight through the halls of the school but does that mean she should be condemned to spending unnecessary time with Mikaelson's? "How are you faring this lovely afternoon, dear Hermione?"
"Fine." Bonnie grit out through her clenched teeth. Like she hadn't heard that one a million times. "Loki."
"Bestill my heart," love to, Bonnie thought to herself. The mischievousness in his eyes told Bonnie she wouldn't like where this was going. "The day has finally come where Bonnie Bennett admits to my godlike nature."
"I was referring to your apparent ability to warp reality indefinitely." Bonnie quipped. Kol groaned and swore under his breath. Bennett definitely had a stick up her perfect little ass 24/7. "Loki was the Norse god of trickery and – you're not listening to a word I'm saying are you?"
"Not a one." Kol chirped cheekily. "I was in fact admiring the lovely way your breasts jiggle when–"
"Shut up and let's get started. Now let's go through the core values and principles of basic possession."
Niklaus examined the blonde next to him. She seemed very fragile and lost. She was without a doubt not in her element. She mumbled half-read sentences as she hurriedly flipped through the pages in the small textbook they had been given, as if it could help her. Niklaus sat comfortably leaned back in his seat, with his arms crossed over his chest. He watched the girl continue to struggle a few moments longer before sparing her.
"The three C's, love." He drawled lazily. "Keep calm, confident, and concentrate. I you do there's a sound chance that you won't screw up"
"Thanks." Caroline mumbled, resisting the urge to glare at him.
"Niklaus Mikaelson. You may call me Nik." He offered his hand out to her. She took it gingerly and gave it a light shake.
"Caroline Forbes."
"Oh, no worries about introducing yourself, love. I doubt we'll see much of each other outside of this very classroom." Klaus sneered. Caroline scoffed, not caring for his snide attitude.
"You know, you're incredibly annoying and quite frankly very rude."" Caroline kept her voice level, not bothering to look up from her textbook.
"It'd do you good to shut your mouth, sweetheart." Klaus smirked nonchalantly. "Regardless of witnesses I wouldn't hesitate to kill you. And I do hate to rid the world of such a pretty face."
"And it'd do you good to develop some people skills." She snapped, narrowing her eyes directly at him. "Look, I'm gonna need you to hop off your high pedestal and calm your superiority complex. I know you and your siblings are supposedly a big deal around here, but I'm obviously new to all this."
"I'm well aware your new around here, sweetheart, which is why I'm going to be generous and warn you to never speak like that to meever again." Caroline scoffed, inwardly smug that she seemed to have harmed his pride at least a little bit with her rant.
"If that was supposed to be a threat I suggest you work on it and try again." Caroline was not impressed. She'd run with the fucking wolves back home. Compared to the people she'd had to deal with back then, Niklaus Mikaelson was nothing but a puppy.