Arielle and Stefan were waiting for Klaus to give them the okay to go into the warehouse. Apparently he wanted to talk to his sister first and then introduce Stefan and Arielle.
Stefan started walking into the warehouse so Arielle took it as a sign to follow him. When they went in, Arielle saw a blonde women, who she immediately knew was Rebekah.
The blonde's eyes flickered from Arielle to Stefan, "Stefan?" she whispered, almost in disbelief.
Stefan just stood there, not recognizing the women at all. Until Klaus compelled him to remember. He closed his eyes, for what felt like hours, and when he opened them, he kept looking in-between Klaus and Rebekah.
"I remember you." he mumbles at Klaus, "We were friends."
Klaus gave him a soft pat on the shoulder, "We are friends." he corrected before turning to his sister.
"And now the reason you're here." he began, "Gloria tells me you know how to contact the original witch."
"The original witch?" she questioned.
Klaus nodded, "What do you have that Gloria needs?"
Rebekah goes to touch her neck and she realized something was missing, "Where's my necklace?" she questioned worridly, "What did you do with it? I never take it off." she yelled.
"I don't know. I didn't touch it." Arielle looked over at Stefan and realized he knew something.
"We need to find it, Nik. Now, I want it back." she demanded.
"Tell me that's not what she needs, Rebekah." Klaus yelled back.
Rebekah turned to her coffin and flipped it over, causing it to break before storming out of the warehouse.
"That went well." Arielle muttered.
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Arielle was now laying down re-reading the first Hunger Games book, when Rebekah walked in, making her sit up and set her book aside.
"Umm....hi?" she watched attentively as Rebekah took a chair and set it infront of the bed and sat down.
The older women studied her without saying a word, "Do I have something on my face or...?" she questioned.
"No." she denied simply, "I'm just-"
"Feeling weird with the modern times?" Arielle cut off.
"Yes, something like that." Rebekah confirmed.
Arielle let out a small giggle, "Well, we don't stare at people in the twenty-first century." she informed, "Unless you're an old man, a creep or Damon Salvatore."
Rebekah furrowed her brows, "Excuse me? What?"
The were-witch shook her head, "Nothing, forget it." she told her. They sat in silence for a couple more moments until Arielle spoke up again.
"Do you like to shop?" she asked.
"Yes." the blonde replied hesitantly, "Why?"
Arielle smiled, "Because my sister has your brothers card information and we are going to waste all his money." she informed standing up and grabbing her laptop.
"With that flat box?" Rebekah questioned.
Arielle tried her best to not laugh as much as she wanted to, "It's called a laptop and we'll use it to make Klaus mad."
"Say no more." she announced standing up, "What do I have to do?"
"Well, you could start by ordering room service and then picking out the most expensive things." the younger girl said with a wicked smile.
"I like you." Rebekah commented making her smile.
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The next day they went shopping.
Klaus still hadn't found out about the shopping they did last night, but they were sure he would soon.
Right now Rebekah and Arielle were trying things on while Klaus and Stefan were waiting outside, "There has to be more to this dress." Rebekah complained.
"There's not, Bekah." Arielle called out, from her dressing room.
Rebekah comes out of the dressing room wearing a black dress making the male vampires look up, "So women in the 21st century dress like prostitutes."
Arielle came out with a small laugh at her remark, "If only you saw how ð¢ð¤ðµð¶ð¢ð prostitutes dressed like now." she looked at her blue dress in the mirror, "What do you think?" she asked Rebekah.
Arielle didn't miss the gaze Klaus gave her when she came out. She ignored all the gazes he'd been giving her all summer, she didn't even want to think about the possibility that Klaus could have feelings for her.
To her, it was impossible that Klaus could actually have feelings for her. It was impossible that Klaus would have any feelings and much less towards her.
"It fits you." she commented making her smile, "You know, I got dirty looks for wearing trousers." she complained.
Klaus sighed pouring himself more champagne, "You wore trousers so women today could wear nothing."
Arielle started looking at more clothes as Rebekah and Klaus kept talking, "And what is this music? It sounds like a cable car accident."
"It's dance music." Stefan informed.
"People dance to this?" she asked disgusted.
"Hmm." Stefan hummed in confirmation.
"Are we done?" Klaus asked, clearly annoyed.
"Why are you so grumpy?" Arielle asked as she came back with a pile of clothes and setting it down on the couch.
"I needed one thing from her so my witch could find out why my hybrids aren't working, one thing. Your necklace. And she lost it."
"I didn't lose it." his sister denied, "It's just been missing for 90 years."
"Yeah, if you hadn't daggered her, you would have it and your hybrids." Arielle added with a sarcastic smile.
Klaus glared at her, while Rebekah laughed at her comment, "I truly understand why Elijah likes you."
Arielle and Rebekah had spent the night gossiping as they shopped. Arielle told her that her and Elijah were friends, but she didn't exactly tell her how they met.
Arielle smiled at her and went back into her dressing room. Rebekah looks at Stefan, "So what do you think?"
"I like it."
Rebekah gave him a glare, "What? I said I like it." he remarked.
"And even from here I could tell that was a lie." Caroline spoke up from the door.
Everyone turned to look at her, "What are you doing here?" Stefan asked.
"Arielle told me we were shopping today, and I need new things for school." she said simply.
Arielle came out and smiled once her sister was in view, "You made it."
"Yes, and we need to lose that dress." she said looking at Rebekah.
Last night the three had talked over the phone, so the two blondes had gotten to know eachother. The older blonde smiled, "Yes, we do, and then we can buy you clothes." the two went off, hand-in-hand, to look at clothes and Stefan went off to get fresh air leaving Klaus and Arielle alone.
"Those two seem to be getting along." Klaus commented seeing them talking and laughing.
Arielle looked over at them and then back at him, "They're the same person obviously they get along, or else it'd be like hating yourself."
Klaus hummed taking in her words, "I'm sorry about your hybrids." Arielle said, her voice filled with sincerity.
Klaus went to answer her but his phone rang, he got up and answered the phone and he came back with a slightly angry face, "What's wrong?" the girl asked, noticing his face.
"10,682 dollars." he yelled.
Arielle's lips tugged into an innocent smile, "I think Caroline's calling me." she got up quickly and left Klaus alone, going to join her sister and Rebekah.
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"You left us." Rebekah said as Stefan walked into Gloria's bar.
"Yeah, sorry. Retail therapy was making my head explode." he said walking closer to the group.
"Tell me about it." Klaus said sipping on his beer.
"What's she doing?" he asked, seeing Gloria working on a spell.
"She's failing." Klaus yelled, looking at Gloria.
The witch opened her eyes, "It's hard to find something when you don't have amything to go on." she retorted.
"So use Rebekah." Caroline suggested, "I mean, the fact that she's worn it for a thousand years should count for something."
"That could actually work." Arielle said.
"See? Now she offers a solution." Gloria said as Rebekah went and sat on the table she was working on, "Give me your hand, sweetheart." Rebekah complied and gave her hand so Gloria could start.
"She's, uh, she's looking for the necklace, huh?" Stefan questioned walking closer to Gloria.
Arielle thought it was weird that Stefan cared so much about the necklace. Her and Caroline gave eachother a look and Caroline had the same confusion she had.
"I can sense something." Gloria said, still doing the spell. She muttered a few words and let go of Rebekah's hand quickly, "I found it."
"So, where is it?" Rebekah urged.
"It doesn't work like that, doll." Gloria laughed, "I got images. There's a girl with a friend." she explained.
"Yes, a very dead girl and a very dead friend, if I don't get my necklace back." Rebekah said angrily.
"Well, I'll have to dive back in to get the details."
Klaus stood from his chair and started walking closer to Gloria as he said, "So dive."
"I need time. And space. You're harshing my ju-ju."
"We can wait." he insisted. His tone implied that he clearly didn't trust Gloria.
"I'm sure you can. But that's not what I asked."
"Hey, hey, you know, why don't we just come back later. I'm hungry anyway." Stefan suggested to Klaus, "I'll let you pick who we eat."
Klaus looked at Rebekah and only started walking away when she nodded. The rest of the group started walking behind them shortly after.
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Arielle and Caroline were eating burgers, while the older vampires were feeding off some humans they found on the street.
Rebekah had been complaining for 5 minutes because her girl was dead already, "I'm bored. My girl's dead." Rebekah complained.
Arielle looked over at her a slightly laughed, "Why did you eat so fast?" she questioned.
"Because." she said simply, waving her off.
Klaus looked at Stefan with blood still staining his lips, Arielle thought he looked really...'ð¯ð°ð±ð¦' she thought to herself, she really needed to get a grip.
"You weren't kidding about being hungry."
Stefan parted ways with his girls neck and looked over at Klaus, "Yeah....it's been a long day." he sighed.
"Try being related to her." he signalled to Rebekah who gave him a glare, while him and Stefan chuckled at his words.
"You mean try being related to you?" Caroline remarked, coming to Rebekah's defence, "Cause you certainly aren't all peace and love."
The girls laughed, while Klaus sent the blonde a glare, "You're being mean." Rebekah's voice made Klaus look away from Caroline and over to her.
The older blonde then turned to Stefan, "And why are you being mean?" she questioned, "You used to love me."
"It's been 90 years, Rebekah, give him a minute." Klaus defended.
Rebekah looked back at Klaus with a saddened face, "Why are you taking his side?"
"Because, my dear sister, I feel pity for any man who doesn't give you what you want." he answered.
Rebekah tried to glare at him, but her saddness still showed, "Will you stop making me out to be a brat? I am not a brat!" her voice turned into a yell by the last part of her sentence.
"A thousand years of life experience says otherwise." he muttered, altough everyone heard, with their supernatural hearing.
Arielle suddendly threw a pen at him, it hit him in the right shoulder, just where she was aiming, "Stop talking." she demanded.
Before Klaus could answer, Stefan spoke up, "Well, you're no picnic either." he began, "I mean, I've only spent one summer with you and I feel like I want to blow my head off."
Everyone except Klaus laughed, "Fantastic." Rebekah murmured.
Stefan threw his girl on the floor and got up, "I got to go." he said not giving anymore explanation.
"Wait!" Caroline said, making him turn and give her a questioning look, "I'll go with you, my flights leaving in a couple hours."
"Wait, what?" Arielle asked, completely unaware she was already leaving.
"Yeah, I promised mom I'd help her with something, and Marcus is coming back so Tylers nervous, and I got to help set up prank night. And-"
"Wait, Marcus is back?" Arielle cut off.
Caroline nodded, "Mhm, he's actually on a flight on the way to Mystic Falls as we speak." she informed, "He'll definitely want to see you, so-"
"Caroline!" Stefan cut off, "Are you coming?"
"Yes!" she told him, jumping off the crate she was sitting on and giving Arielle a hug and saying goodbye.
Rebekah watched the way the said goodbye and said 'I love you' to eachother, she never had a sister she could be with, who could teach her or that she could teach things to.
She always craved that, a sister. Her brothers were anything but, caring. Maybe in their own way they were, but they sucked at showing it.
"Whose Marcus?" Rebekah asked, after Caroline and Stefan walked out.
Arielle looked up at her, "My ex." she answered.
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Rebekah and Arielle were gossiping about Marcus while Klaus sulked somewhere around the warehouse they were in.
"Okay, so you and Marcus broke up because you were leaving town?" Rebekah said after Arielle had explained the story.
"Yeah, sort of." the younger girl said, trying to remember the break up, "I mean I told him, that since I was moving away and we were hardly going to see eachother it was best to break up now, then in the future. It was probably not the best way to break it off, but, I felt like it was the right thing to do." she explained.
"How long were you two together?"
Arielle thought about it for a couple moments before answering, "Almost 3 years." she informed.
"What!?" the original female exclaimed, "3 years!?"
Arielle nodded, "We started dating October freshman year and we broke in...June? No, end of July, saw sophomore year. So, yeah, almost 3 years."
Rebekah took in the information and after a couple moments a small smirk appeared on her face, "Was the sex good?"
Arielle blinked thinking she heard her wrong, "I'm sorry! What?" Rebekah gave her an encouraging nod making Arielle clear her throat, "It was um...it was okay."
Rebekah would have believed it, if it wasn't for the smirk and the blushing when she said, "it was okay". Rebekah smiled, "Arielle Forbes." she gasped, "It was good sex, and you know it."
Arielle smiled and before she could answer Klaus came into the space they were in, "Arielle we're going to see Gloria, let's go."
Arielle would've protested, but his tone sounded as if he wanted to rip someone's head off, "What about me?" Rebekah complained.
"Stay here and wait for Stefan." he ordered walking out.
Arielle said 'bye' and followed closely behind him.
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