As I reach my first class, I find both the Salvatores, the Bennett witch, Bonnie, and guess who?
Rebekah.
She immediately stands up as soon as she sees me. "Kol! What the hell?!" She says, her hand inches away from slapping me.
"Relax, darling, I'm just here for a little fun." I say comfortably.
I'm actually enjoying this moment. I love making Rebekah mad, especially with Henrik...
Henrik.
I miss him so much.
Everyone in my family has been partnered up with a sibling, for instance Klaus and Barbie Klaus (Rebekah). Elijah and Finn. And then there's me and Henrik.
We used to play tricks on the werewolves in our village, then returned laughing like maniacs home, and father scolded us. He said to never play tricks on the wolves again, but because we didn't listen, he... died.
I shake my head, as if to shake away the memory, but it never works.
I turn my attention to the teacher. He looks familiar, but not in a good way.
He's a hunter.
