The Five Part I

"Stop giving me that look, Klaus," Arabella sighed as she packed a blue cardigan in her suitcase and stared at the scowling hybrid that had refused to leave her bedroom since this morning even though Arabella hadn't exactly invited him in the first place. "It's just one weekend and even though college is still two years away, who knows maybe this will get me into the team spirit." She grabbed a pair of jeans and stuffed them into the suitcase. She was not exactly in the mood to pack.

She wasn't in the mood for anything, she felt tired and cranky and she could still see Matt's face in her head. Arabella was no innocent sheep. She had killed before, that's why she had gotten stuck in her wolf form, but she had never really attacked someone that she cared about and she was still so hungry that she was a hungry killer unless they put a stop to this "little problem" she needed to learn how to feed.

Damon had come up with the "brilliant" solution of going to a college and go to a frat party and feed on drunk college students. It was a better solution than none, but apparently Klaus had a better solution.

"This is better than doing nothing," she told him with a sigh. "And I'm sick of doing nothing. I'm sick of everything in general. So just let me try this please, without you meddling and if I fail then I'll come back to you and ask for help."

"You will fail," Klaus said back to her, but not unkindly. "But then you will have me to rely on. Someone you can actually count on. I'll show you the hybrid way, Arabella and you will shine."

Her smile for the first time seemed genuine as she grabbed her suitcase. "I'm going to hold you to that."

"My pleasure."

"Arabella," Elena interrupted them as she came into the room. She looked between Arabella and Klaus asked flatly. "Sorry, did I interrupt something?"

"Not to matter, love. Bella and I were already done discussing what needed to be discussed." Klaus said as he gave Arabella one last look before he left the room. Elena waited until Klaus was out of earshot to ask her sister. "What the hell are you doing? Since when are you all buddy-buddy with Klaus."

"I'm not buddy-buddy with anyone," she admitted. "He was just being nice, he is sure that Damon's so called technique is not going to work."

"Nice?" Elena snorted. "Bella, we're talking about the guy who would sacrifice you for his own selfish purposes."

"Elena," Arabella said tensely. "Let it go."

"Why are you defending him?"

"I'm not," she sighed. "Look, Elena can we talk about this when I get back, please?"

"Fine," Elena admitted as she looked at her younger sister worriedly. "Are you sure that this is the best idea. I mean this is Damon that we're talking about."

"I honestly think that we're running out of options."

"Bon, are you sure that you're ok with this?" Arabella asked Bonnie as she, Bonnie, and Damon got out of the car once they had finally reached Whitmore campus. The campus was filled with people that in all honesty looked like blood sausages to Arabella.

"If I could stop you from feeling like this Arabella I would, but I can't." Bonnie said. "So you better learn this now rather than at college orientation two years from now."

"I honestly think my dream of being a doctor is quite over." Arabella grumbled.

"Stop with the pity party," Damon said as he got out of the car. "If I could have gone to college, you could go to college."

Arabella snorted. "You went to college?"

"Sure, I've always had a thing for sorority girls."

"You're disgusting."

"And you love me like that."

The trio found themselves in Professor Shane's classroom, where apparently he was taking over Grams' classes. "Is that Professor Shane," Arabella whispered to Bonnie as they saw Shane keep talking about witches. "He's kind of- "

"Hot?" Bonnie asked with a raised eyebrow. Arabella giggled as Shane continued talking about witches in a more passionate voice.

Damon groaned besides her. "Who is this guy Witch-pedia." Bonnie shush him.

Arabella felt her throat close as she turned to Damon. "What is I'm a ripper."

"You're not."

"But what if I am, you don't know that."

"Well, pick someone and we'll find out," Damon said impatiently as he watched Arabella search through the crowd. "No, don't pick him stoner guys are no good. Not her. . .jerky girls are suspicious of anyone who is nice to them. What you want is her. That perky, pretty blond. Easily flattered, naïve, you just have to separate her from her pack and make your move."

"Am I interrupting you guys?" Professor Shane called out. "Or maybe it's the other way around?"

"I was just telling her how much I love witches." Damon lied easily.

Shane laughed. "You and me both, brother. Now let's talk about the readings that none of you did."

Arabella felt her palms itch from nervousness and the fact that Damon was hissing instructions in her ears was not helping in the least. They were walking through campus and following the blond girl that Damon thought would make such a good catch. "She's young and healthy. Just keep your eye on the ball."

"Stop pressuring me," Arabella snapped. "I said I'm going."

"Well, go faster." Damon hissed. "Just like we practice."

Arabella forced a wobbly smile on her face as she managed to get towards the girl. "Hey."

"Hey," the blond girl said awkwardly.

"You're in my anthro class right?"

The girl looked puzzled. "I guess so."

"Did you get the reading list I totally spaced."

"Sure," blond girl started looking through her phone and gripped her wrist. Arabella focused on her and saw that she had a pictures. "Who is that?"

"My little sister."

Arabella felt a lump in her throat. "Go away. You won't remember his."

Damon scowled. "What the hell was that? Why did you choose to get all emotional like that? Everyone has a family member that they care about."

"I'm sorry that I'm such a disappointment Damon." She snapped. "But apparently you and Klaus can't get that through your thick heads. I'm still me. I'm still the same person that I was and I'm not going to change."

Bonnie approached them sounding concern. "Is something wrong?"

"Nothing," Damon sneered. "Arabella was just trying to teach me all about having feelings." He snatched the flyer that Bonnie was holding. "What's this? Oh, a frat party tonight. Lucky us."

"What does this mean?" Arabella asked.

Damon smirked. "That you're going to be eating very well tonight."

-End of Chapter Six-

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