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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 5, 2013 12:41:59 GMT -5
I take a sip of my cognac and look around the bar. I got a message from Caroline. She wants to speak to me for whatever reason. Personally, I don't really care about her problems, but if it involves my brother then I want to know. I'm dressed in jeans, a white tank top and high heels. Caroline's already late by 5 minutes. Disappointing I have to say. I would expect better from head of the prom committee.
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Caroline Forbes
"I'm okay. I'm not girly little Caroline anymore. I can handle myself."
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Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 5, 2013 13:48:14 GMT -5
So much was running through my mind as I was walking to the Grill. I needed to talk to Rebekah. I actually just truly needed a girl to talk to. I mean, Stefan is a great friend and all, but he was not a person who I wanted to know about my feelings. My feelings for the man named Niklaus Mikaelson. An original. A hybrid. Rebekah's brother. I was wearing my jeans, light pink top, jacket, and black high heals as my blonde hair was curled. As I entered the Grill, my eyes looked around a bit until I spotted the blonde hair original girl. Slightly sighing, I walked up to her and sat down. "One Apple Martini please." I said to the bar tender as I looked over at Rebekah with my blue eyes. "Rebekah."
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 5, 2013 13:52:43 GMT -5
I look at her and smirk. Caroline. I take another sip of my drink. Tell me, why exactly have you called me here? I have to say I have no interest in your problems. I search her eyes and a small smile plays across my lips. So it is my brother. You know, Elena would be the better candidate for your "girl-talk" plan. I couldn't care less about your pining after my brother, though I do find it most amusing. I take another sip of my drink and smirk.
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Caroline Forbes
"I'm okay. I'm not girly little Caroline anymore. I can handle myself."
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Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 5, 2013 13:59:20 GMT -5
A small glared crossed my eyes as I looked over at Rebekah. We may be frenemies, but we both knew to not make a scene here at the Grill. As my drink was set down in front of me, I took a small drink before I started to talk to her. "I just needed to know what Klaus thinks of me." I remembered the night when council members took Rebekah and I, putting us in the cell. Klaus took over Tyler's body and saved me, but he left his sister behind in the cell. It was that night when Rebekah and I had a rough patch in our friendship. My blue eyes met her eyes as I looked at her.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 5, 2013 14:12:11 GMT -5
I roll my eyes. Poor thing, pining over a 1000 year old man. I take another sip of my drink. He fancies you and you know it. I look at her and raise my eyebrows. Oh my my this is interesting isn't it. Lost your interest in the dog. An interesting choice, a 1000 year old mutt or a dog. What a tragic love story. I smirk and take a sip of my drink. Poor poor little Caroline.
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Caroline Forbes
"I'm okay. I'm not girly little Caroline anymore. I can handle myself."
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Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 5, 2013 14:18:48 GMT -5
It was simple to detect that she was in fact mocking me. Tyler was a man that was one in a million, and so was Klaus. Klaus was kind and caring, while Tyler was concentrated on one thing. Bringing down Klaus. Tyler was working with the little werewolf slut...I mean Hayley, so I never got to see him. He was gone and we were over. "You know that Tyler and I are no more."
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 5, 2013 14:25:01 GMT -5
I smirk. Oh that's right. Tyler's too infatuated with my brother to pay attention to you. Sorry I didn't read Teen Weekly yet. I look her in the eye. Tell me Caroline, how does it feel? Not being the center of attention anymore. Probably isn't helping your overinflated ego, hmm? I take another sip of my drink. How is it that Caroline seems to think we're friends. We are not friends. Never have been. Poor girl's grasping at straws for friends.
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Caroline Forbes
"I'm okay. I'm not girly little Caroline anymore. I can handle myself."
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Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 5, 2013 14:32:30 GMT -5
I wanted to laugh in her face. Me the center of attention? As if. That was always Elena. Elena was always center of attention and I always envied her to be that person, but now that I have gone through a bit I have discovered that I do not care wether or not I am the center of attention. All I wanted was my friends and family safe from the evils that were attracted to this town. "We are not that different Rebekah. You may not see it, but I do." Here it comes. Rebekah rolling her eyes at me.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 5, 2013 14:40:25 GMT -5
I look at her and raise an eyebrow. You know nothing about me, Caroline. You only know what you've heard. By now I would think that you would have learned not to believe everything you hear I take a sip of my drink But please, by all means, amuse me. How are we the same, Caroline? I raise my eyebrows. .
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Caroline Forbes
"I'm okay. I'm not girly little Caroline anymore. I can handle myself."
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Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 5, 2013 14:46:28 GMT -5
That was when I replied, "We are similar in personality. We are also seen as not being that clever, but we are. People judge us before they get to know us as well. Almost everyone thinks that all we want is love, but the reason we want love is to feel like we are at least important to one person." Did she truly not see some of these similarities between the two of us? That was odd for she was one to pick up on things like that. She was Barbie Klaus and I was Vampire Barbie.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 5, 2013 14:49:45 GMT -5
I snort and smirk. You're important to many people. My own brother picked you over me. Tyler, Elena, Stefan even Damon care about you. Don't wallow in self-pity. You have nothing to feel sorry for yourself about. I take a sip of my drink . She doesn't know pain. 1000 years of being used and ignored is pain. She's an 18 year old girl. She knows nothing about pain. Not true, lasting pain.
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Caroline Forbes
"I'm okay. I'm not girly little Caroline anymore. I can handle myself."
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Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 5, 2013 14:56:12 GMT -5
I looked at her with my blue eyes. People cared about her as well. "Your siblings care about you, it is just a rivalry really between you all. Stefan cares about you. Aren't you and him dating?" It was noticeable that she needed a girl to talk to. No one else was there in the Grill that we knew of, so I guess it had to be me even if she did not want it to be me. I was going to be her help if she needed it.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 5, 2013 17:04:18 GMT -5
I can't help but laugh. No, Stefan and I are not dating. Never will. As for my brothers, Elijah's just too moral to hurt me, and Nik has proven that he cares far more about his bloody hybrids than me. He daggered me. I think that proves something, don't you think? I roll my eyes. Don't concern yourself; I've lived fora thousand years. I'm used to it.
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Caroline Forbes
"I'm okay. I'm not girly little Caroline anymore. I can handle myself."
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Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 5, 2013 17:21:20 GMT -5
I rolled my eyes right back at her as I then said, "Don't you wish that you at least had one friend you can trust Rebekah? Don't you wish you had someone you could talk to about anything? I am offering myself to be your friend and I hope you accept it. If you don't, fine by me. Just remember that I am giving you the option."
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 5, 2013 17:31:53 GMT -5
I smirk. Caroline, why on Earth would I choose to be your friend? You're friends will all of the people who have attempted to harm my family and me. I have no interest in being your last resort. I roll my eyes. Why don't you run back to your little friend, Elena? Oh that's right, she doesn't like you anymore. Something about being controlling and trying to change her? Back to my deflecting self.
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