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━━ twelve.

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FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A WHILE, ARAYIA DECIDED THAT SHE WAS GOING TO BE GOING TO SCHOOL — ONLY BECAUSE KLAUS HAD TOLD HER HIS PLANS. She was sat in the history classroom, and watched as Elena got denied by Stefan to go to the dance. It made her laugh under her breath. Arayia and Stefan briefly exchanged glances, then looked away from each other as soon as Alaric bursted into the class. Alaric, whom was really Klaus, something Nik told Arayia he would be doing.

"Hello, class." Klaus greeted, his eyes scanning over the crowd. "What are we learning today?"

"With the decade dance tonight, we've been covering the sixties all week." a girl named Dana responded, giving him sass. Then she looked over to Arayia. "And who's she?"

Arayia rolled her eyes and turned around. "I've been here. Bad memory or what?"

Due to Arayia sitting in the front row, Klaus tapped his fingers on her desk, signalling for her to stop. He then cleared his throat. "The sixties. Uh... I wish there was something good I could say about the sixties. But actually, they kinda sucked. Except for The Beatles, of course. They made it bearable. Uh, what else was there? The Cuban missile thing. The... we walked on the moon. There was Watergate."

"Sir, the Watergate was in the seventies." Arayia spoke up, smiling up at Klaus.

"Right, it all kind of mushes together up here," he signalled to his head. "The sixties, the seventies. Thank you, Arayia."

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Arayia got out of her car that she parked in the Salvatore's driveway after she got a panicked call from them. Elena was informed that Klaus was going to show today. She smiled as she saw Klaus getting out of a nearby car. He smirked at her. When he reached her, he placed a kiss on her forehead, then motioned towards the front door. "Shall we?"

She nodded as she watched Klaus step forward and ring the bell. Damon opened the door with a stressed look on his face. "There you are!" he exclaimed.

"Sorry we're late." Arayia smiled up at Damon, receiving a smile back.

He walked them into the living room, then pointed at Klaus as he sat down. "I need you to put me down as a chaperone at the dance tonight. Klaus made his first move."

"Okay, so we find him and then what?" Elena asked with a shrug. "What's our plan of attack?"

"Me." Bonnie answered with a shrug. "I'm the plan. He has no idea how much power I can channel. If you can find him, I can kill him."

"That's not going to be easy." Klaus shook his head, then quickly corrected himself after everyone gave him weird looks. "I mean, he is the biggest, baddest vampire around."

Damon nodded at his friend. "Alaric has a point. You know, what if he.." he then rushed at Bonnie, but he was quickly flung across the room with magic.

"Do it again!" Arayia cheered, clapping her hands.

"It doesn't matter if he's an Original." she shook her head. "I can take down anyone who comes at me. I can kill him, Elena, I know I can."

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Arayia and Klaus stood side by side on the side of the dancing floor. Arayia couldn't help but roll her eyes as Klaus' eyes bore into Elena Gilbert. She lightly nudged into him as she saw Damon approaching. But before they could even greet each other, Dana climbed onto the stage and grabbed the microphone. "Thanks for being here, everybody. We have a special shout out tonight. For Elena and Arayia. From Klaus."

Again, she rolled her eyes as she glared at Klaus. "Well, that was lame." she shrugged. "And so not cute. He's just trying to bait us."

Elena, who had just joined them spoke. "I recognize everyone here."

"Maybe he's not here." Stefan shrugged. "Maybe he just wants us to believe he is."

"It's a party, people!" Damon exclaimed. "Blend. Let him come to us."

"Good idea." Bonnie grinned, then grabbed onto Jeremy's arm and brought him onto the dance floor.

"I need more alcohol." Arayia mused. "I'm going to my car. I'll be back."

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Arayia leaned against the door of her car, an opened water bottle in her hands. She poured out the contents, then she filled the bottle up with vodka. She sighed, then took a long sip. She jumped as she turned around and was face to face with Damon.

"Jesus, Damon." she said, her hand on her chest. "You scared me. Why did you follow me?"

He grinned at her. "Remember the last time we were at one of these things." he asked her softly, placing a hand on her hip and lightly pushing her back against the car. "We snuck out. Fucked. How about we do that again?"

Arayia looked up at Damon, her breath shuddering from how close Damon was. She had no clue why she was reacting like a teenage girl. But she couldn't deny it, she wanted him then and there, right in that moment.

She wanted to say no. She really did. But she couldn't. "Fuck it." she muttered under her breath before she grabbed Damon by the face and joined their lips.

Within seconds, their kissing had gone from soft to completely rough. They fought for dominance with their tongues.

She pulled away from him, wideyed. "This is bad, Damon." she shook her head, but then she went back to kissing him.

But before they could go any further, Bonnie and Elena began approaching in that direction. Elena looked beyond pissed. Arayia scoffed as soon as she laid eyes on the doppelganger. "I'm going inside." she said, not even looking at Damon.

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The night had ended, and from what Arayia had seen, Bonnie was dead. Arayia had no clue what she was doing when she found herself on the front steps of the Salvatore house. She knocked.

And as soon as Damon let her inside, stuff was pushed off of tables for her to sit while they kissed. Damon rushed them up to his room where they then continued with their night.