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Even after everything Elena had told her about Rebekah Mikaelson, Caroline couldn't help but feel a little jealous towards the blonde. It was like she had an entire kingdom at her disposal. Even though Caroline had had more friends than she could count at her old school, she never had that much power over people. She only dreamt of possessing that amount of leverage and now she was witnessing it with her very own eyes.

"And that's just Rebekah," Elena continued. "We have the whole Mikaelson family we have to go through- not including their 'lovers.'"

"What? There's more of her?"

"Uh. Yeah? Why do you think they're called, 'The Mikaelsons?' Not 'The Mikaelson.' 'The Mikaelsons.'"

"Well, I forgot that tiny little detail. But you make her family sound so huge. How many siblings could she possibly have?"

"You'd be surprised. She's the only girl and has five older brothers. But we'll get to them in a minute. Do you see the hot guy with the spiked brown hair making out with Rebekah?"

Caroline turned her head in the direction Elena was looking in, zeroing in on the boy that was sticking his tongue down Rebekah's throat as they sat at their reserved table. "Yeah... they look... sweet." Elena looked at Caroline like she was out of her mind. "Kind of... you know... if they didn't both look like they're... starving."

"Take a guess on who he is."

"I'm just gonna take a shot in the dark and assume he's Rebekah's boyfriend."

"I prefer to call him her boy toy, but same thing. And you'd better get used to seeing that because by the end of the day it's going to be ingrained into your mind. Don't be surprised if you start seeing it in your dreams, too."

"Well... that's just lovely. Does the school not have a strict PDA policy?"

Elena scoffed. "What PDA policy? Last time I checked the school doesn't even know what PDA stands for. Just ask those two." She gestured to the couple that was still devouring each other's tongues in front of the entire school. "Take another guess at who he is. Trust me, it doesn't take a genius to figure him out."

"Let me guess: Prom King, Homecoming King, Captain of the football team, Star Quarterback and voted biggest douchebag that goes to this school."

"Wow. He reallyis that predictable," Elena giggled. "Meet Stefan Salvatore. The guy who would run to the ends of the Earth to make Rebekah Mikaelson happy- I mean, so would every other guy at this school, but Stefan is 'in love' with her."

"What? You don't think he loves her?"

"I don't want to think that, Caroline."

"Why not?"

"... I just think that some people aren't worthy of true love."

"Well, no matter what anyone's ever done. I still believe that everyone deserves a shot at love. Even Rebekah Mikaelson."

Caroline and Elena turned their heads when they noticed the entire area become abnormally loud, as if a mob of students had crashed the place yelling "Party!" Their eyes returned to the same table they had been staring at before; this time it was surrounded by an enormous mass of people. Everyone was screaming and laughing with one another, getting pumped for the first day of school.

Caroline's eyes drifted over to the actual table where she could see eight divine figures jovially sitting on top of the table, clearly relishing in the spotlight that was placed on them- two of the faces she recognized as Rebekah's and Stefan's. She fixated her stare on the blonde boy with curly hair who was laughing with Rebekah. "Tell me about him. The blonde one sitting next to Rebekah."

Elena turned her head to look at Caroline, raising her brows. "You wanna know about Klaus?"

"Klaus?" Caroline asked.

"Klaus Mikaelson. That's his name. Remember that name. Remember that Klaus Mikaelson is the name you hear before you start running in the opposite direction. Klaus Mikaelson is a monster. 'Klaus' is the last thing you will ever scream if you let your guard drop."

Caroline's mouth open. "... Gee. I can hardly wait to meet the rest of this lovely family."

"Oh. I haven't even begun to describe Klaus. That was just the brief overview of who he is. Trust me, it gets better."

"When you say, 'better,' do mean it in a way where I'll get nightmares, or do you actually mean better?"

Elena ignored Caroline's question. "Meet Klaus Mikaelson." She gestured to the smirking male figure who was high-fiving Stefan behind Rebekah's back. "The middle child of the Mikaelson family. One of Rebekah's older brothers- also the closest one to Rebekah. They have this 'special bond.' He's definitely earned the title of 'Biggest Dick on the Planet.' A.K.A. The Greatest Artist to Ever Grace this Earth, according to him, that is."

"He's artistic?"

"Yeah. He's won like a billion awards for his paintings- which I will never understand. Oh, and don't get all caught up in his deep artistic façade like most girls. They just swoon when they see him holding a paintbrush. It's really pathetic, actually." Elena rolled her eyes, already seeing several girls fawning over him. "He's a lot like his sister. No surprise there. Blonde, British, and completely crazy. All of them are total snobs, especially when it comes to who they sleep with. Klaus only sleeps with a girl if she's wealthy enough, pretty enough, intelligent enough, and her family name is famous enough."

"Well... that certainly sets the bar high. Do a lot of girls like that go to this school?"

"Yeah, actually. It's just crawling with them. But if they do hit on him and don't meet those standards, he publicly humiliates them in front of the entire school, calling the girl a whore. Then, he let's his sister rip her a new one and by the end of of it, she's a social outcast for the rest of her life."

Caroline stared at Elena for what seemed like forever. "... Can I go home now?" Elena offered her a sad smile. "I feel like I'm living in a horror movie. I don't understand why you're so nonchalant about this whole thing! Why am I here? I'm a good person! I swear, I didn't do anything bad."

"Caroline, everyone that's here has done something. We all have a story. That's how we all ended up here. Rule number one of survival: don't trust anyone who has skeletons in their closet... and everyone here has skeletons in their closets."

Caroline looked back at Klaus, having a difficult time believing that guy who had a boyish smile on his face could be capable of such evil.

"Moving on from the evil artist," Elena began. "See the other guy with brown hair sitting next to Klaus?"

Caroline's eyes moved to the boy who was drinking out of a canteen, which she normally would have expected to be filled with alcohol, but since they were on school grounds- he couldn't be getting drunk in front of the entire school, could he? "Is that liquor he's drinking?"

"Meet Kol Mikaelson." Elena gestured to the boy who was taking another sip from the canteen. "A.K.A Captain of the baseball team. Voted class clown- complete moron by the way. The guy who's usually the first one to break something at a party and he's probably the most immature and inappropriate person you will ever meet."

"So you can just drink on campus whenever you feel like it?"

"You can if your last name is Mikaelson, or you just so happen to be sitting on that table with them."

"Well... Kol doesn't sound that bad."

"Maybe it's because you have to see it to believe it."

"Believe what? Because if I believed what you told me about the others, then there's nothing my imagination can't handle."

"One time I walked into school and saw Kol bash a guy's face in with an aluminum bat. The principal walked out of his office and just stood there, watching the entire thing. He just stared. That's it. Didn't even show emotion or remorse for the guy and when it was over he wouldn't even look Kol in the eye. He just walked past him in the hall, acting like he hadn't seen a thing. That's the scariest part, aside from the smell and the look of the guy's face. Kol barely left him alive."

"Oh my God," Caroline gasped. "I take it back! I take it back. Kol scares the shit out of me."

"Just act normal. He can smell fear. They all can." Caroline nodded to her. "Now on to the rest of them. Do you see the girl sitting next to Kol?"

At first Caroline couldn't see the girl's face, there were too many heads blocking her view. She was finally able to make out the face when she got on her knees on the bench. Her eyes widened, looking back and forth between Elena and the girl. "Is it just me? Or am I seeing double?"

Elena smiled. "Meet Katherine Pierce: my twin sister."

Caroline raised her brows. "Wait. You have a sister? How did I not know this?"

"Well, to be fair, we met last night. I didn't exactly have the time to tell you my whole life story."

"Yeah, but still. She's your sister and you guys go to the same school. I mean, if she's your sister why isn't she your roommate instead of me? Wait a second. You told me that your last name was Gilbert, but hers is Pierce. And I thought you said everyone at that table is pure evil."

"I did... Caroline, Katherine and I aren't close. We never have been and never will be."

"But you're twins. How can you notbe close with your twin? I mean, you shared a freaking womb."

"I guess we're just too different... we have a very hostilerelationship."

"I'm sorry."

"Forget about it." Elena brushed it off. "People at this school describe Katherine as a typical party girl. She's a complete bitch. She even gives Rebekah a run for her money on who can be a bigger bitch. She's a slut and she only cares about herself."

"That's a little harsh, considering she's your sister and everything."

"We all had a chance to choose a side... and Katherine chose theirs. Even though everyone knows the only reason she even got in there is because she's screwing around with Elijah."

"Who's Elijah?"

"The guy whose ear she's nibbling on," Elena grimaced. Caroline matched Elena's face when she noticed the girl with Elena's face behaving in such an unladylike manner. From what she could tell he had a handsome face with a sharp haircut. "Meet Elijah Mikaelson. A.K.A. Class President. Katherine Pierce's boyfriend. The eldest Mikaelson. The nicest and 'honorable' one of the bunch."

"Why do you say honorable like that?"

"Because similarly to the others, he will worm his way out of the deals he makes if it suits his needs. He will destroy you physically, mentally, politically and emotionally if it gets him what he wants. He will crush you until you're nothing but a mount of blood and flesh. He's built up this image for himself that he's trustworthy. But none of them can be trusted."

"Don't talk to Elijah... got it. What about that guy and the redhead?"

"Meet Finn Mikaelson and his girlfriend Sage. Finn is in charge of managing all of the charity organizations they support. You know, to keep their image clean so the entire world doesn't suspect they're serial killers. And Sage basically spends all her time with Finn helping him with that. You know, when she's not being a total bitch and trying to crush other people's self-esteem. Ironic, isn't it? When she's not breaking childrens' spirits, she's giving back to them."

By the time Elena had finally finished telling Caroline about the Mikaelsons, Caroline was absolutely horrified and ready to fall right out of her seat and curl into a ball. "Is it too late to go ask that Kol guy if I can have a sip from his canteen?"

"Trust me, no drink is worth that. Once they set their sights on you, there's no way out. If they want you in, you're getting in and staying in."

Caroline looked back at the table, noticing that the mob of people that had been surrounding the table just a few seconds ago had subsided. The eight figures that had been sitting on top of the table before were now sitting on the benches, looking like they were deep in conversation as they picked at the tray of food that were now sitting in front of them.

She let her gaze fall on Klaus, memorizing all his handsome features. She didn't know why but it felt as if an unrelenting magnetic pull was reeling her in, sparking her fascination with every second she spent staring at him.

Klaus rolled his eyes as he picked at his food, having to endure another lunch where Rebekah talked about nothing but Homecoming. He still didn't understand why she made such a big deal out of it every single year. It wasn't like it was her first dance; she'd gone to it every year since Freshmen year. She would constantly tell him how much she hated planning the dance, but if she did, why'd she continue to volunteer every year? Women.

He raised his eyes, taking a deep breath because if he didn't, he would have to strangle her. He froze in place when he locked eyes with a beautiful blonde he'd never seen before- and he would definitely remember a face like hers. His mouth hung open slightly, studying those captivating blue eyes; there was something about them that made him not want to turn away… ever.

He smirked when the blonde finally realized that he'd caught her staring at him, watching her cheeks turn slightly pink as she quickly turned away. He didn't know who this mysterious girl was, but he had every intention of finding out. His smile grew even wider when the girl looked back to check if he was still staring and her cheeks became even more pigmented when she found out that his eyes had never left her.

"Nik! Nik!"

Klaus finally tore his eyes away from the girl when his sister snapped her fingers in his face, screaming in his ear. Klaus snapped his head to the side, an irritated look displayed on his countenance. "What do you want, Rebekah?"

"Don't snap at me!" Rebekah ordered.

"Then don't snap your fingers in my face!"

"You weren't listening to me!"

"Rebekah, sweetheart. I have been listening to you talk non-stop for the last seventy-two hours! What more do you want from me?"

"Oh. It's not like you're doing anything."

"On the contrary, sweetheart. I was doing something incredibly significant."

"And what might that be?"

"Checking out the talent." Klaus returned his gaze to the blonde at the other table.

Everyone at the table followed his eyes. Rebekah grimaced, looking at her brother. "You mean... Elena?"

Everyone groaned, disgusted by that sentence.

Klaus looked at his sister like he was about to hurl. "What? No! That is a repugnant notion. Rebekah, why would you say something that horrid?!"

"Well, then, why were you looking at Elena's table?"

"I wasn't. I was looking at-" Klaus's jaw dropped when he noticed that Elena had been sitting at the same table as the blonde the entire time. How could he have not noticed that? He'd have thought he'd notice a detail that significant. "Rebekah. She was not there before."

"Right," Katherine scoffed. "Because she just appeared out of thin air?"

"Wait a second." Rebekah held a hand up, scrutinizing the blonde girl's face. "I've never seen that girl in my life."

"That's what I thought as well," Klaus agreed.

"What's wrong with her?" Rebekah asked. Everyone chuckled as Rebekah began to tear her apart piece by piece. "She's pretty. She's wearing Jimmy Choo shoes so she's not poor. She hasn't been stabbed yet so we know she's not a complete twit... yet she's having lunch with Elena Gilbert."

"Well, she is new," Katherine explained. "You know how losers like Elena like to pray on the new meat. She's probably trying to rope her in to join her own club for outcasts."

"Then perhaps we should introduce her to the welcoming committee." Klaus wiggled his brows.

"Great idea, Nik." Rebekah stood up and placed her hands on Stefan's shoulders. "But first, Stefan and I are going to have a little fun." Stefan stood up and wrapped an arm around Rebekah, flashing everyone at the table a cocky grin.

"Of course, little sister," Klaus smiled. "Because nothing says 'The first day of school' like crushing peoples' hopes and dreams."

"Or their faces. You of all peoplewould know about that, brother."

"Speaking of breaking people's faces..." Kol interrupted. "I wonder how that boy is doing?"

"Kol, he's in the ICU," Elijah reminded him. "He doesn't even attend this school anymore."

"Oh, yes. It's a good thing he didn't come back, though. I wouldn't have been able to look at his face if he did."

"You know what's funny?" Klaus snickered.

"What?"

"I'm the one who told him that you took his girl to bed."

Everyone at the table burst into laughter. All the guys squeezed Klaus's shoulder in approval.

"Nik, you are too evil," Rebekah beamed.

"You would!" Katherine giggled.

"Oh, Nik. You ruined that poor boy's face!" Kol chortled.

Klaus shrugged. "I wasn't the one holding the bat that was covered in the boy's blood."

"That was an awesome fight, though." Stefan padded Klaus on the back.

"And I'm about to pick another one." Rebekah slipped her hand inside of Stefan's, leading him away from the table.

"Make us proud, sister!" Klaus and Kol called after her.

"What do you mean he looked at you?!" Elena yelled.

"I mean: he stared at me for a good thirty seconds! What do I do?" Caroline panicked.

"Okay. Are you sure it was Klaus?"

"Hot? Blonde? Does that sound like him?"

Elena exhaled, trying to keep herself from going into complete panic mode. "Okay. He noticed you. But he doesn't have to be interested in you. He doesn't have to know that you're loaded."

"How do you know I have money?"

"Oh, come on, Caroline. Look at yourself. You're like a sober Paris Hilton except you're not a complete airhead."

"Gee. Thanks."

"Not that you're an airhead in any way... but he's a guy and guys don't pay attention to stupid things like designer labels. The only way he'll know is if Rebekah tells him, so just steer clear of her."

"Steer clear of who?"

Caroline and Elena jumped in their seats when they heard the accented voice, reluctantly turning their heads toward the blonde who was draped over Stefan. She flashed Elena a fake smile, clearly amused by the pained look on Elena's face.

"Hello, Elena," Rebekah greeted her.

"Elena," Stefan nodded to her, his smile not the least bit genuine.

"Rebekah. Stefan," Elena bit out.

Caroline looked back and forth at the three faces, not daring to stand in the middle of the heated conversation.

"Fancy meeting you here," Rebekah said casually.

"Yeah. I still go to school here, you know." Elena narrowed her eyes.

"Oh, still? When are you going to do something about that?"

"I'll probably think about transferring after I graduate."

"Oh, but you see that doesn't work for me. What about you Stefan? Does that work for you?"

Stefan feigned a sigh. "That doesn't work for me either, Elena. To be honest, I think you're wasting your time here. Rebekah's being really generous by giving you an out."

Elena had to bite her tongue to stop herself from spewing venom out of her mouth. She felt her cheeks burn from her anger, which only humored Stefan and Rebekah.

Rebekah leaned her hand against the table, towering over Elena. "Let me be very clear, Elena: I will break you until there's nothing left to be broken. I will have my vengeance. Stay away from me... and stay away from my family." Rebekah's eyes flicked over to Caroline's as she straightened herself. Caroline felt herself freeze up under Rebekah's cold stare. She involuntarily held her breath as she felt her heart skip a beat, preparing herself just in case Rebekah decided to deliver another beating this morning. Rebekah flashed Elena another deceivingly sweet smile before speaking once more. "I hope to see you in one of my classes this year, Elena."

Stefan flashed Elena an arrogant smirk before leading Rebekah off in the opposite direction.

Ring! Ring!

The school bell rang, signally to the student body that they now had five minutes to get to class. Everyone got up, forming a large, swarming crowd, all trying to rush through the doors first, so they wouldn't be late to class.

Caroline and Elena stayed put in their seats, still processing the intense conversation that had just ensued. "What just happened?" Caroline asked.

"They were delivering a message."

Thanks for reading, guys! Okay, please don't kill me for not letting them meet yet. I'll try to get the next chapters out to you as soon as I can so you don't have to wait centuries for Klaroline to meet. But in the meantime, let me know what you thought of this chapter. :)