My One and Only (Klaus Mikaelson)

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I felt the light pulsing against my blue-green eyes. i opened them a slit to feel a light burning through the dark brown curtains that had been covering the large bay window. I walked out of my room drowsily and down the hallway toward the kitchen. I had a large 1 story house, with 3 bedrooms and 3 and 1/2 bathrooms. also a newly updated kitchen and an expansive living room/ dining room. It was an elegant place. I loved it enough for 5 people. The old T-shirt my dad gave me clung to me by sweat. I jumped up on the counter waiting for my ham and cheese hot pocket to finish heating. i grabbed it out and slid it into the paper holder thingy they give you for you to hold them in. I plopped onto the couch and flipped on the t.v. I saw the news and the big bad british hybrid, Klaus on the screen. He... is a very complicated person. I felt the slightest breeze flow toward the kitchen. I muted the television and listened intently. I heard a crash and I jumped up and slammed my hot pocket on the table. I stomped into the kitchen to find Damon Salvatore in my kitchen heating up my leftovers from the fridge. I stopped the microwave and glared at him. He smirked and i viciously said, "That was my lunch, salvatore."

I giggled showing my true emotions. We always picked on eachother like that.

"alright Slavatore," i said smiling.

"We have a field trip Serto." he said and i glared at him. I ran down the hallway to get dressed. I put on a white lace dress with a high low skirt. I found my fake baby's breath flower and laid it in front of me. I brushed my long wavy dyed black hair. i tucked the flower into a bobby-pin and twisting a hair twisted crown and tucked the bobby pin under the crown. I looked gorgeous so i slipped on my 1 1/2 inch cork wedges. I wore the wedges everywhere, they were a present from my great grandma for my belated birthday. She gave me the present June 12 and she died that night in her sleep. She was 98 years old. I felt a whoosh of air and a clorophorm cloth was shoved onto my nose and mouth. I struggled hard until black consumed me.

A/N- Cliff Hanger! Haha. On to something more serious. I need help keeping this story going, so I need 2 votes and 1 Comment before I update again.

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