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I was banned from visiting the boarding house.

When Elijah was killed by the dagger both times, it didn't go unnoticed by the Salvatores that I was on Elijah's side. They were keeping his body in the creepy cell at the boarding house, and believing I'd try to remove the dagger, they wouldn't even let me near the place.

But they had reason to worry, because if I went to that mansion, I'd do whatever it took to take that dagger out of the Original's heart.

Apart from that, life was still shit. At home there was constant arguing between Jenna and John, which I tried to avoid. I wanted to spend some quality time with my dad for once, but he was forever scheming to make things go his way. You gotta give it to the man – he really knew how to get what he wanted.

If only he didn't piss off every man, woman and child in the process.

After Elijah was daggered and basically dead, Katherine was free from his compulsion, and therefore the tomb. She avoided me, thankfully, but decided to terrorize Elena instead. Usually by impersonating her. I didn't care though, still angry at my twin for double-crossing Elijah. She deserved it.

School was horrible. I avoided Elena for obvious reasons, Caroline and Matt were still having relationship troubles, Tyler was who knows where, and Bonnie was freaking out from her powers having been taken by Luka's dad Jonas. Alaric was upset about Jenna and wanted to speak with my sister and I about what he should do. But I was still pissed off at him, and ignored his request.

I hung out with a Dana and a couple of the other cheerleaders that found my strangeness endearing rather than repulsive. It was a nice change, the only drama being split ends and broken nails. For once I found their vapid ramblings somewhat comforting.

I was definitely losing my mind.

That's why, when Caroline arrived at my bedroom door that night with a bottle of tequila, I was genuinely dumbfounded. She came straight into my room and sat on my bed.

"Matt and I are- I don't even know right now." Caroline pouted, pulling out two shot glasses from her handbag. "And you're sad for whatever reason! So even though I'm supposed to be having a girl's night with Bonnie and Elena, I thought we could both do with something a little stronger."

She giggled and poured us both a shot. I took mine and raised it high. "To our mutual melancholy!"

"To our mutual melancholy!"

We took the shot, wincing a little. I smirked when Caroline went straight for my mini-fridge and pulled out the bottle of blood.

"Yeah, yeah, at least you get a chaser." I teased, pulling a face at her.

Caroline sighed happily and grinned. "I feel great."

"You had one shot and a mouthful of blood."

"Yeah, and now I feel like I need to dance!" Care giggled and I rolled my eyes. "There's a live band at the Grill tonight. We are going, and we are dancing."

I averted my eyes so I couldn't see her disappointment. "Sorry, Care, but I'm not really feeling up to dancing, or the Grill... Or lots of people in general. But you should go, I know it'll make you feel better."

"No, that's okay!" I looked to Caroline again and she smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes. "I'll go ask the others. But you're keeping the tequila."

I laughed and nodded. "I'd say that's a good deal." She hugged me, before grabbing her handbag and disappearing downstairs.

After four more shots, I wasn't exactly feeling any better. Drinking liquor alone was... sad. And I was trying not to be sad, so I put the lid on the bottle and hid it behind my dresser. I sat on my bed, trying to figure out ways to cheer up whilst alone. The list wasn't very long, but I soon thought of something.

I decided to watch Labyrinth, which was probably my favorite movie. I'd watched it over fifty times, and if you asked why, the only reason I could ever hope to come up with is that I think David Bowie is hot, even though I don't usually crush on fair-haired guys. But what can I say, I'd been in love with the man for ten years. I really did have a thing for older men.

When the movie was finished, I went down to make a hot chocolate, and found Jenna eating vanilla ice-cream straight from the tub. I made a wild guess that Alaric had something to do with her behavior.

"Are John and Jeremy asleep?" She asked as I leaned on the counter beside her.

All the lights upstairs were off but mine and Elena's. "I think so."

"If I go to bed right now," Jenna said as I took the spoon from her. "There's a chance I'll wake up hangover-free." I was about to suggest she share some of my tequila with me instead, when the doorbell rang. We both turned cautiously to the door, wondering who the hell it could be at that time of night. "Who's that?"

I quickly ate the ice-cream off the spoon and followed my aunt to the front door. Knowing Mystic Falls, and my luck, there would most likely be something supernatural waiting for us.

"Hi. You must be Jenna." An all too familiar voice said. Shit, not her, not right now. I rushed to the front door and stopped when my fears were confirmed. "I'm Celina and Elena's mother." Her eyes flicked to me.

Jenna turned to face me with shock. "Isobel." I greeted her in monotone. I didn't hate my mom, but I was furious at her bad timing.

"Hello, Celina." She said nervously. She knew I didn't hate her like Elena did, but she was wary of my murderous expression. "It's nice to see you again."

Jenna looked at me with wide, accusing eyes. "Again?"

"So you're the woman who's dating my husband." Isobel stated simply, and with a smile. She acted like she didn't care, but of course she wouldn't. Her lack of humanity was so obvious at times. "I need to speak to Celina and Elena. May I come in?"

Before Jenna had time to reply, I grabbed her arm. "No. Don't invite her in, she doesn't deserve that courtesy."

"I need to talk to you, Celina." My mother insisted.

"No." I shut the door in her face. "You don't."

When I turned around, Jenna was crying, and it broke my heart a little to see the hurt in her eyes. "You knew she was still alive?" She asked, but I hesitated too long and she nodded angrily. "And Ric? John? Did they know?"

"We should have explained everything earlier..."

"Yeah, you should have." She turned and stormed away. I reached out for her, wanting to comfort my aunt somehow and not knowing how.

"No. Jenna, please." I rushed up the stairs behind her, but she slammed the door to her bedroom shut. "Jenna, please wait! I'm so sorry. Jenna, you have to talk to me. I need to explain what's going on."

She didn't answer me, but I could hear her sobs. I had no idea how betrayed she must've felt right then, and as much as it pained me to admit, but I never wanted to know.

Alaric came over the next morning, with him and Elena trying to get Jenna to hear them out. I didn't want to get involved, and instead eavesdropped on the conversation. My aunt decided to stay on campus for a few days, and I was actually glad, but I could tell that Ric was upset by the tone of his voice. He felt horrible, angry at himself for keeping Jenna in the dark.

When John got involved, I heard Ric punch him before leaving. His nerves were definitely frayed, and I decided that I'd find some time to talk to him soon. After all, I couldn't stay mad at Ric forever.

But for the day, I was going to the falls for some more me-time. I made coffee in a thermal mug to take with me and escaped before I could be dragged into any of the drama.

But I really should have left my phone at home.

Stefan texted me saying John had invited Isobel in, and that she talked to him and Elena. He sent me text after text explaining that there were rumors flying around that not one, but two doppelgangers existed, and if some vampire wanted to be 'in' with Klaus, then all they had to do was find our location. Apparently Isobel had been helping us for a while, killing all the tomb vampires who escaped Mystic Falls.

But as much as I wanted to believe her, I was still smart. Emotions off equaled not caring, not even about your daughters. She was up to something, and Stefan agreed with me. But I wasn't sure if I wanted to find out what.

I dressed for school how I felt – gloomy. Black patterned stockings, black boots, black pleated skirt, black tank top, and heavy black eye makeup. The only splashes of color I had were from my forest-green jacket and assorted crystal necklaces.

And the reasons I felt so gloomy? Katherine stole the moonstone then swapped places with Elena at the Lockwood Luncheon, who was taken by Isobel to her fake grave. Apparently our mom thought she had some unfinished business with Elena, and they shared a moment before Isobel was compelled over the phone to take off her daylight necklace and burn to death.

I was grateful I didn't have to see that, but at the same time I wish I was there to say goodbye. Now both my adoptive mum and my real mum were dead.

Then Elena was made the owner of the boarding house, so she had her own personal safe-haven from uninvited vampires. But because Elijah was still in the cell, I was the only uninvited human. She'd began taking control of every situation we were thrown into, and it pissed me off a little.

But in the end, she was still my sister, and I still loved her unconditionally.

There were fliers for the 60s decade dance all over school, and seeing as it had been a while since I'd had any real fun, I let myself be excited. I was almost late for history, and had just found my seat when Alaric rushed in.

"Hello, class." He said, clearing his throat. "What are we learning today?"

Wow, the whole Jenna situation must've been getting to him. Plus, his ex-wife had just died recently too.

"With the decade dance, we've been covering the 60s all week." Dana pointed out, smirking at Ric.

"Right. The 60s." He said absently, closing his textbook. I caught him staring at Elena and I weirdly, but brushed it off. He was probably wanting to talk to us about Jenna or vampire business. "The, uh, ahem... The 60s... I wish there was something good I could say about the 60s, but... Actually, they kind of sucked. Except for the Beatles. They made it bearable.

"Um, what else was there? The Cuban missile thing, the, uh- We walked on the moon." He paced behind his desk as he rattled things off from the top of his head. Yep, I definitely needed to talk to him. "There was Watergate."

Oh, he didn't. "Watergate was the 70s, Ric." I pointed out with a smirk, then noticed half the class's strange glances towards me. "I mean, Mr Saltzman."

"Right." He agreed, holding up his hands with a peculiar smile. "It kind of mushes together up here, the 60s, the 70s. Thank you, Celina."

The rest of the lesson was much the same, and I felt increasingly bad for staying angry at Ric. He'd only ever wanted to help us, and if he thought sticking a dagger in Elijah would help, than of course he'd do that. And he was a vampire hunter, so I couldn't exactly blame his actions.

I stayed behind when class was over, approaching Ric at his desk when all the students were gone.

"Hey," I said comfortingly. "How are you dealing with the whole Jenna thing?"

"Uh, not good." He admitted, giving me a weird smile, so I returned it with a warm one.

"Don't worry, she'll come around. We all just need to give her some time." I frowned when Ric's smile faded, and he stared at me like he was confused. "Are you feeling okay, Ric?"

He shook his head. "Yeah, yeah I am. Sorry, but sometimes I forget just how much you look like Elena."

"Well, we are identical twins." I laughed and rolled my eyes, hoping to cheer him up. "That's the reason I bleached my hair in the first place; so I could have a little bit more individuality."

He chuckled, and I waved goodbye, needing to get to my next class.

During lunch, it seemed like half the student body was outside painting banners and decorations for the dance. There was even a hippie van parked near the school's entrance. But I wasn't very artistic, so I ate lunch in the cafeteria with Elena and Bonnie.

Dana came rushing towards us, overly excited. "Hey Elena, Celina, there you are."

"Hey Dana, what's up?" I grinned back at her.

"Okay, this is gonna sound freaky," she gushed, placing her hands on the table in a serious manner. "But this totally hot guy just asked me to ask you if you're both going to the dance tonight."

Elena laughed and Bonnie scoffed. "Tell him Elena has a boyfriend."

"You could at least meet him." Dana insisted to my twin with a frown, then turned to me. "What about you, Celina? Will you be there."

"Yeah. Why does he want to know?"

"He'll be at the dance tonight." The cheerleader's grin returned. "Look for him, his name is Klaus."

My brows furrowed in concern and I shared a look with Elena. "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" She asked.

"His name's Klaus." Dana repeated, confused about why we weren't too happy. "I know the name's stupid, but I swear he's hot."

Bonnie glanced over her shoulder and looked around. "Where is he? Is he here?"

"I don't know." Dana was way too confused, definitely due to the compulsion. "But he wants to know if one of you will save him the last dance. How cute is that?"

"Very cute," I agreed, and plastered on a phony smile that was way too sappy. "If you happen to bump into Klaus again, please tell him that Celina will gladly save him a dance."

"For sure," Dana giggled, then bounced away. Bonnie and Elena threw me questioning glares.

"What?" I asked innocently, a grin slowly forming on my lips. "He made the first move, so I just entered the game."

Elena brought over a pastel pink and orange Twiggy-style shift dress for me to wear, while she wore a purple patterned hippie dress. I let her straighten my hair and pile it up in the beehive style, and do my makeup. I had my eyelids defined with liner the same way Twiggy did, coral lipstick, big silver earrings, and to finish my outfit, a pair of silver go-go boots.

When we arrived at the dance it was in full swing, with everyone dancing around and wearing crazy bright colors. There were hippies, beatniks, and I even spotted a 60s schoolgirl.

Some jock from my English class in a tie-dye shirt grabbed my arm. "Whoa, you look bitchin', Celina!"

"That has got to be the worst compliment somebody has ever given me." I yanked my arm from his grip and strutted away.

Whatever-his-name-was had had some freaky crush on me since we were freshman, and I rarely got to avoid him at school events. Last Halloween when Vicki died, I was dressed as America McGee's Alice – complete with the oversized butcher's knife – and he had titled me 'The Girl of my Nightmares', then insisted I visit him in his dreams more. I'd threatened to hurt him with my deadly prop and he got the message just for the night.

"Thanks for being here, everybody." Dana's voice rang out from the microphone next to the DJ deck. I turned and clapped with the others, glad for a distraction. When the cheering died down, Dana continued. "We have a special shout-out tonight. This is for Celina." She paused dramatically. "From Klaus."

I stood shocked as a romantic song started playing and everyone applauded again, then quickly composed myself. Elena and the Salvatores looked to me curiously.

"I told Dana to tell Klaus that I'd save him a dance." I shrugged and looked around. "I guess this is his next move. Now it's my turn again."

I spotted Alaric wearing a black turtleneck and black double-buttoned coat. I walked over.

"Special dedication, huh?" He said upon seeing me. "This guy's a little twisted."

"Nah, he's just enjoying the game... But so am I." I replied, holding out my arms. "While I figure out my next move, care to dance?"

Alaric grinned so I put my hands on his shoulders and we began dancing. "I didn't see you at the boarding house with the others earlier."

"They didn't tell you?" I asked, then rolled my eyes. "No, of course they didn't. I'm banned from going there because they think I'll take the dagger out of Elijah. Which is true."

"Why would you do that?" Ric asked me, his brows furrowed in confusion.

"Can you keep a secret from Elena and all the others?" I asked, suddenly feeling the need to tell him the truth. Ric wasn't necessarily on Elena's side like the Salvatore brothers were, so I figured I could trust him with my plan.

He smiled warmly at me. "Of course, Celina."

"Okay, so I made a deal with Elijah. Basically, we planned that when Klaus came to town for the ritual, I'd be the one he sacrificed. As long as the others don''t know, they can't stop me from volunteering." I sighed, then sent Alaric a stern glare. "You better not try to stop me."

Ric shook his head and grimaced. "Now that Klaus is here, I just want to avoid him and not get killed. To be honest, he really terrifies me."

I laughed, hoping he was joking about the last part, and glanced around us. "I just wish Klaus would show his face, so I can tell him this myself. But instead he's playing this game. I do intend to win."

"Only time will tell." He replied, smirking at me. He glanced around just like I had before and frowned. "Sorry Celina, but I've gotta go talk to Elena and Bonnie."

"Sure, but don't do anything stupid." I winked. "Elena can make some pretty dumb plans, so try not to follow them."

He chuckled. "Don't worry about me." He began walking away, but quickly turned around again. "Oh, and thanks for saving me that dance."

Wait, what? Alaric disappeared as dancing couples obscured him from view, leaving me confused by his words. The only person I said I'd save a dance for was Klaus, but Ric just said... Wait, no. Ric wasn't acting weird because of Jenna. Ric was acting weird because Ric wasn't Ric anymore.

Shit. I hadn't expected any of this. I thought I'd been playing so well, but instead I lost the game.

Ric was Klaus.

I ran through the endless dancers, searching for anyone I knew. I was hoping to warn Elena and Bonnie, but Ric had left for them before me, so I knew I wouldn't make it in time. I didn't spot Stefan or Damon anywhere either. I jogged through the hallways and peeked into classrooms, but there was nothing.

And then there was a smashed trophy case at the end of one hallway, and I followed the small signs of destruction until I found Elena and Stefan banging on the doors to one of the teacher's lounges. But Stefan was a vampire, so couldn't he just use his strength to break the lock on the doors?

I rushed over to see what was going on.

Inside the teacher's lounge the lights were flickering like in a horror film, while hundreds of pieces of paper flew around the room like there was a hurricane in there. Bonnie had her back to us, but I saw her thrust an arm out and Ric/Klaus jerked in pain from where he lay on the ground.

The lights weren't just flickering now, but were bursting from the surge of power and spraying sparks everywhere. I could see Bonnie's shoulders heave up and down with her labored breathing, and when Klaus began crawling towards her, she screamed out, "DIE!"

More lights exploded, and the pieces of paper were moving more erratically. Klaus fell to the floor while Bonnie turned slowly to look at us. Her eyes were half-lidded and held so much sadness, her nose bleeding heavily.

"Bonnie." Elena called out, almost begging. What was going on? Why did it look like Bonnie was giving up? I felt tears begin to fall down my cheeks.

The witch smiled sadly at us and I let out a sob. Elena was hyperventilating and I instantly knew. Bonnie was going to die.

She turned back to Klaus as he slowly got back on his feet, the lights' sparks raining down on them. It would've looked beautiful in any other circumstance. Klaus looked wary of the witch, but also a little smug that she hadn't defeated him yet.

All of the electronics suddenly exploded just as the lights did, and with an unnatural jerk, Bonnie suddenly bent backwards before collapsing to the ground.

"NO!" Elena and I cried out at the same time, resuming the banging on the glass. All the lights finally went out and the doors opened underneath our touch. The three of us ran in, not even concerned about Ric/Klaus as he slowly exited the room.

Elena and I collapsed on either side of Bonnie's lifeless body. I grasped at her arm and held it to my chest, clinging onto it and crying endlessly.

Dead. She was dead.

"Bonnie, Bonnie. Bonnie, Bonnie, hey, hey." Elena repeated, grabbing her other arm. "Stefan, she's not breathing. Stefan. Stefan, I can't find her pulse, Stefan. Do something, please."

I clutched Bonnie's arm tighter and let out a wail. Bonnie was gone. She was gone. Gone and not even vampire blood could bring her back. Why? Why? Why?

"Stefan, please." Elena insisted. "Just give her blood, do something, please."

He shook his head at us. "It's too late. I'm sorry."

Elena sobbed and shook her head in denial. "No. No. No, no, no. Bonnie. Bonnie, please no. No, no, no."

I tuned her out, feeling an overwhelming sadness grip me. Why did people always have to die around us doppelgangers? First our adoptive parents, then Vicki, Logan, Mason, two girls from school, and now Bonnie. It was all too much.

"Stefan, get Elena and Celina out of here." I heard Damon say. I didn't even realize he was in the room. "I'll deal with the body."

"Fuck you, Damon." I cried, at the same time Elena demanded, "What do you mean, deal with it?"

Damon stalked over to us, his face deadly serious. "The sheriff can't know about this. Last thing we need is a mysterious death."

"This is Bonnie!" Elena yelled at him, pissed and upset. I sobbed harder as she whimpered.

"Get them home." Damon ordered Stefan. "So I can clean this up."

Stefan nodded, pulling me away from Bonnie's body before going and comforting Elena. I stumbled out of the room, still sobbing loudly.

The next thing I know, I'm at home. Without thinking about what I was doing, I went upstairs, had a shower, got dressed in my silk nightgown and went straight to bed. During that time, the tears hadn't stopped.

Awww Celina doesn't know Bonnie's still alive! I wonder how she'll react… ;)

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