Sticking up for your pack

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Josie's POV 

Me and my friends have been staying at Hope's since Monday night when Dad dropped her off, having an argument while doing it. It's now Wednesday morning. Dad rang yesterday, trying to apologise, but Hope wouldn't listen. He then said we all had to come back to school, but Rafael refused, saying he would do work here instead, the school can post the work. MJ then said he wasn't going back either, and then Lizzie did too. Since Lizzie found out that Hope didn't start them awful rumours about her, she has become best friends with Hope now, and I am happy for her. She now has a true friend. Obviously, she has me, but that's different. I'm her twin, so I will obviously be there for her. Dad tried to get me to come back, but I said no too. Hope has helped me through a lot of stuff, so I was going to be there for her when she needed it. So, all of us are staying with Hope now for a while. Dad rang Hayley, of course, and she said that it was fine. We were allowed to stay as long as we wanted, and she wanted us here. Hope needed people who were going to be truthful to her, and not pretend to accept who she is, then throw her past back in her life. Meaning what Dad has done to her a couple of times. 

Hope wakes up and sees I am awake, so she smiles at me. I point to the door, and she nods her head. We get up slowly, and walk out of the room, making sure we don't wake any of the others up. She shuts the door quietly behind her. 

"Should we go to the kitchen?" She asks and I nod my head. We walk to the kitchen and sit down at the island. "How did you sleep?" 

"Great. How about you?" I ask her and she smiles. 

"Fine. Look, I'm sorry about all of this. Your Dad wants you back at the school, and I don't want to be the reason you are not there. I won't be the reason you guys are falling out." I shake my head at her. 

"Your not. What Dad said was wrong and rude. I don't agree with anything he said. Your Dad may have done all of them things and been like that years ago, but he isn't now. Because of you. He protects his family, and you do the exact same thing. You protect your family and friends. You are your father's daughter. If it is ok with your family, I would like to stay here for a bit, as everyone else does. We want to be here for you. For god's sake, you have saved our lives so many times, it's the least we can do." I tell her. She smiles at me as I say she is her father's daughter. 

"Of course you can all stay. You don't cause trouble like my siblings do." We look up and see Klaus walking in. He smiles at us. "Sometimes my younger siblings act like they are the teenagers, and you guys act like adults." We laugh with him, as he walks to one of the cupboards. 

"Excuse me." We turn to the door and see Rebekah walk in. "I technically stopped ageing at seventeen, so I am a teenager."  

"Yes, well. You have a thousand years on top of that, love." Klaus replies back, getting some pans out and putting them on the island. 

"How old were you guys when you turned? If you don't mind me asking." I ask them. Rebekah walks over and stands next to her brother. 

"We don't mind at all. We were turned in November of 1001. The oldest at the time was Finn, who was born in 973, he was 28 when he turned. Elijah was born early of 978, he was 24. Nik was then born in 982, being turned at age 20. Kol was then born in 984, being 18 at the time. Then I was born in 985, being 17. Now, we know that Freya is the oldest, not actually dying from the plaque like our mother told us. She was born in 972. Our Aunt put a spell on her, to stop her from ageing quickly in 1003, making her 31. She was originally supposed to age one year per century, making her 41 now, but our Aunt changed it, making it less. So right now, she is about 35/36 ish." She explains to us.  

"And Henrik was born in 990, being 12 when he died." Klaus adds. Rebekah nods her head. 

"So, I am allowed to act like a teenager thank you very much." She comments, and Klaus just rolls his eyes. 

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