Thank God I almost raced down the stairs when I saw Damon, Stefan, and.... Elena??!!!! What the hell. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream and yell. My knee's wanted to buckle. I was angry, I was confused. I had just witnessed my own cousin someone that i considered my sister, died, and know I'm seeing her? I was ready to faint.

I kept eyeing her. She looked the same, same flowing silky hair, brilliant daring eyes, the only thing that changed was her innocent to- lying face.. Klaus came up to me.

"Do you need something love?" Klaus asked me.

"Yeah. What I NEED  is to get out of here. " I told him angrily.

  " Let me translate. What she means is that she's bored, starving to death, and tired" Damon said smirking at me.

"Well then, take a seat, and enjoy the party " Klaus told me smiling. Which I rolled my eyes then gave him the fakest smile in the world at which he frowned at.

I sat next to his more safer, nicer, and intelligent, sophisticated brother, Elijah which I was introduced to. He had soft cinnamon eyes, a nice black suit on, and his caramel/black  hair was swept one side as he smiled at me.

I was pretty sure he heard my stomach growl and he pushed aside his untouched steak salad plate which looked  more than delicious.

I smiled and started gobbling it up. I slowed down when I saw Stefan and Damon laugh at me. Elena kept looking at me but I refused to participate in  her eye-contact.

She just freaking woke up from the dead, or whatever trance she was in. Yes, I was scared of her, scared of approaching her or even breathing the same air as her. What was she? She couldn't be the thing Klaus was, could she?

"Does she take vervain?" This girl with baby blue eyes sitting across from Klaus asked Damon and Stefan. She looked like an exact Replica of Klaus. Same blond hair and eyes, same accent and pinkish curvy lips, even the way she moved her lips was the same.

And the worst thing about it is that, I didn't even know what the hell she was talking about.

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