One and Only

Disclaimer: I do not own the work that originally inspired this piece of writing.
Characters etc belong to L.J. Smith and the Production of the TV Show "Vampire Diaries"
I only own my OC.

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and favourited or followed the story:)

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I know. I haven't updated for sooo long.
The truth is, the Holidays, me being sick again and later: work and studying consumed all my time.

I really couldn't manage to write anything for so long:/
I still have no time to write, this I stole from the time I should have used to study for my tomorrow's exam and for reading Huxley's "Brave New World" for my tomorrow's English Literature class:/

So, I hope that THIS time I'll be able to update sooner.
Especially that those next chapters will be the ones we all are waiting for, I guess;)
We want to know HOW they met, and HOW they got together for the first time;)

So, keep your fingers crossed so I can write sooner;)

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They always make my day and push me to write rather sooner than later^_^

This chapter's song is "Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.)" by Katy Perry:)

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Here's the Thirteenth Chapter of O&O!
The very first meeting of Cassie and Klaus!;)

Please, R&R!:)

Chapter 13
Last Friday Night

Cassie

1,5 year ago...

This day couldn't get any worse. I failed my final project in Applied Mechanics, which endangered my full scholarship. I had to start it, again, from scratch. How was I supposed to finish my undergraduate studies in Architectural Design? Of course, I knew I could make it. The fact that my professor hated women and especially me because of my being a blonde didn't help, though. Of course he couldn't understand that I was making this project having a flu and fever. Why would he? Ugh.

But that was not the worst part. I called home and Jenna told me Jeremy came home totally stoned. Again. Just great!

No, that was not the worst part either. The worst part and what was making me almost cry was the fact that Adam Reynolds was getting married. ADAM! My high school BFF, and at the same time the guy I've had huge crush on for a long time. Damn! I guess I've been in love with him since kindergarten, when we were the only four-year-olds that already saw all the parts of Back to the future. We wanted to have our own DeLorean, our own time machine and we were making plans about the times we would go to. I know, I'm a nerd.

I've always been! That's also, I guess, one of the things why my dear friend have been always treating me as, yeah, a friend. Not a girl. We didn't even dance together on our senior prom because he'd never been very fond of dancing. Well, I guess I didn't make it easy to him, though. Not with my braces and coke-bottle glasses. And with him being a handsome, 5 ft 7 inches tall, brown-eyed boy with auburn hair. Oh yes, he's not very tall, but I always liked that about him. He never towered over me like the others. And he's got the cutest smile I've ever seen on a boy's face. I especially loved making him smile at me.

When I went to college I've been always dreaming of the day I come home and strike him with my beauty, I make him realize I'm the love of his life and we live happily ever after. I could finally take off the braces and I switched the glasses to contact lenses. Oh, yes, I was ready to conquer the world.

And I was too late. Far too late. I really could live with the fact that he was getting married. Maybe he's been the guy I dreamed I would marry someday, but then I already knew my love for him would pass someday. Three years on the other side of the country gave me the opportunity to see that.

But who was the lucky bride? Oh, that's what was making me this angry. Wendy Thompson. Wendy Thompson who was always laughing at us and making fun of me since the first effing grade. Wendy Thompson that made my life a living hell for years! That raging bitch!

Was he really this blind? Wendy of course was a tall, slender, green-eyed brunette that managed to wrap around her little finger all the boys in high school. Wendy who didn't know anything about Back to the future, Indiana Jones or James Bond - Adam's favorite series of movies ever.

What the hell?! Did the world turn upside down and I didn't notice? When did Adam fall in love with her and, what's more interesting, when did Wendy notice him?

Ok, I think I know when. When his small Internet business opened in the freshmen year in college turned huge and he started to make really big money.

I know, I'm awful.

All things considered, this day really couldn't get any worse. Who cares that I've been waiting with my first kiss and losing my virginity till the moment when Adam would realize I'm the love of his life? No one.

Thank God my beloved roommates, Gigi and Lizzie, offered we can go to the night club in San Francisco. It was Friday, after all! I've spent three years in Stanford only on studying, studying, studying. No socializing. I've never had time for that.

Well, that was about to change.

xxx

Few hours and many tequila shots later we've been having the time of our lives. I guess it's been really long since I've been drinking that much. Yeah, last time it had to be senior year in high school, with Elena and Caroline, and they were then still in the middle school. They helped me survive the fact that Adam didn't ask me to prom. Mom and dad never got to know about that.

I was feeling carefree, joyful and I totally forgot about my problems. Lizzie and Gigi decided to give me my birthday present earlier, explaining that I would need it now. I screamed with joy when I opened the box with a brand new, original Giuseppe Zanotti golden platform sandals.

So we've been really having fun and I've been dancing a lot, almost not feeling I was wearing 5 3/4 inch stiletto heels. And I managed to feel amazing and sexy matching the stilettos with my silver mini-dress by Alice + Olivia. No one would recognize in me that little nerd I was in high school. And that's exactly what I needed that moment.

We've been at the bar, about to order another (I really don't remember which one) tequila shot, when we heard behind us a very sexy voice with foreign, definitely British, accent.

"Please, next round for those lovely ladies on me!"

I turned around in an instant, curious who was the owner of that sexy voice, especially that I wanted to thank him, still not sure if it would be 'thank you yes' or 'thank you no.'

That was the moment when I first laid my eyes on Nik/Klaus Mikaelson.

Of course, I was the only one in our small group who didn't know who he was. Gigi and Lizzie knew him and were not that surprised. Actually, they also turned around, but mostly to watch my reaction to the newcomer.

I might have been a little drunk, but still sober enough to do two things: notice how good-looking the stranger was and keep calm, being polite, but also slightly suspicious as I always was around men (I suppose it's due to the fact I've been an ugly duckling for so long).

So firstly, I realized that even on my heels I still had to raise my chin to look at his face. Secondly, I noticed those bright blue eyes piercing my grey ones. Thirdly - the way he was smiling at me. No, not smiling, but smirking, and with dimples!

All in all - a very handsome, but still a jerk. I thought I could sense it with my sixth sense or something. Oh my gosh, if only I had listened to that 'inner voice' when I should have!

However, I put a smile on my face and said: "Thank you... stranger." I made a meaningful pause, waiting for him to introduce himself. Before my friends could do that, he bowed. Yes! He bowed! Like a Jane Austen adaptation protagonist! (Not that I'm not a Jane Austen fan, because I really am! As I said, I've read Pride and Prejudice so many times that I actually know it by heart.) Yet, it still looked strange. Especially in the night club, when there was, I don't know, about thousand people!

"Niklaus Mikaelson, pleasure to meet you, lovely stranger. You can call me Nik."

Oh, he was waiting for me to introduce myself. Well, I'm not that kind of girl, Mister! I smirked and ignored that fact.

"As I said, thank you, Nik."

Then - how rude of me! - I turned back to the bar, took my shot and then led my friends, once again, to the dance floor.

"What was that supposed to be?," asked Gigi, shouting over very loud electronic music.

I looked at my friends, confused.

"What do you mean?" Now I was shouting over the noise.

They gaped at me, openmouthed.

"Cassie, you really have no idea who he is?!" Instead of responding, I shook my head. They exchanged glances and then they decided to tell me. They took me to the ladies room and watching their faces I knew what was going on. I loved my friends, but I've also knew that, though they were always able to keep a secret, no secret could be kept from them. I guessed, and guessed right, that they were going to share with me all the gossips about the stranger we've just met.

So, I learned that he was actually the most eligible bachelor in town, that he was a player and from the moment he arrived in town any girl he'd liked he had in his bed the same night. I also learned that I should feel favored by the fact that, apparently, I caught his attention. Just great! And... no, that's not going to happen. I promised myself that.

Little did I know that me promising to myself something didn't actually mean me keeping my word...

A/N: So... They met. I guess we all know how it's going to end.
Tequila is going to help a little with the attitude change;)

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