4. Rage

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From afar, her eyes detected a familiar figure, walking towards her direction. She wondered why he was here, what more here being her school. However, as he walked, she couldn't help but notice that his eyes never left her. Cautiously, she walked up to him, prepared to say a single hello should he smile at her or make contact. To her dismay, he walked right past her, though his eyes never left her face for a single second.

"And what was that about may I ask?" Caroline called out to the man who had been trying to ignore her.

"Were you talking to me?" The man turned swiftly, wondering why she had bothered making the first contact, when he had clearly walked past her.

"So one moment you're all over me, Klaus, and the next you're going to ignore me?" She proclaimed in disbelief, feeling a tad angry at his attitude towards her.

The man shrugged his shoulders, his eyes wavering. He turned around and left a pissed Caroline all alone outside the school. He didn't knew what he had to do. Every time he came into contact with her, his actions differed from his feelings. He longed to talk to her, but he was smarter than that. He wasn't a lamb foolishly in love. People feared him for a reason. Caught up in his own thoughts, the man walked away, promising himself each time he would do the right thing.

It was still 5 minutes tops before the school bell should ring. Caroline made her way down the unusually quiet corridor and realised why there wasn't a single soul to be found. They had a mock exam today, and the students would usually arrived earlier in class so that they could do some last minute studying. Nobody wanted to fail the exams, their after school free time being the key to everything. As Caroline walked hurriedly to her classroom, she ran into a similar blonde girl nearby the locker, as though she had been waiting for Caroline all along.

"I was wondering when you'd show up." The blonde girl motioned to Caroline to come nearer.

"I have a class to go too, if you'd excuse me." Caroline replied, her tone filled with exhaustion.

"5 minutes?" The girl looked hopefully to her.

"All right. What is it that you want Rebekah?" Caroline surrendered, knowing she can never escape Barbie Klaus if she decided to just run away or ignore her.

"I want to know what you feel about my brother." Rebekah finally confessed, enunciating each word strongly.

"Who? Klaus?" asked the latter in disbelief, only to get a nod from Rebekah. "He killed Elena's aunt, made my boyfriend into a hybrid and basically destroyed almost all our lives. What do you think?"

And a little bit charming, if he wasn't so broody, Caroline noted, purposely leaving the extra information out.

"What about Kol then?" Rebekah asked again, a part of her knowing that Caroline might harbor some feelings for Nik even though she doesn't want to admit it.

"I barely know him." The girl replied honestly, still wondering where the conversation was turning.

"All right, thank you. You may go now." Rebekah nodded at the blonde girl in front of her, who walked away in confusion, stealing glances at her each time she took a few steps.

So it appeared Caroline was trying to hide her feelings. A part of her did liked Nik, even though he had tortured their lives tremendously. And yet she didn't wanted to admit it, probably due to the doppelganger. Caroline was a good friend to Elena. She wouldn't admit her feelings to Nik easily because she's afraid at what others would think of her, Rebekah noted down mentally. And Kol. It seemed that the young vampire was almost afraid of her other brother. Fear hinted in her eyes when she spoke of him. What had Kol done to Caroline that made the talkative vampire murmured only a few words about him, she wondered. At least she knew who had the upper hand in this game. Rebekah promised herself she wouldn't take sides, and she wouldn't let on this information to her brothers either. Caroline's feelings were not a confirmation after all, but an assumption. But then again, when had Rebekah ever went wrong at assuming? Smiling to herself, she walked happily to her history class, relieved that she can get on with her life with her unsolved questions answered, and it was all due to Caroline.

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