Rosalie

He walked slowly down the middle of the classroom, examining every single one of us.
"I'm afraid my predecessor hasn't left any guidance on what you've been studying... anyone?" Beside me, a snapping sound alerted me to the fact that Lexi was tense, as if she was ready to jump out of the window. She had just snapped her pencil and was now in the process of removing the lead from the bottom half.

"The 1920s, sir." The answer came from Jasper, sitting at the desk in the back left corner that I had always joined him at until today. I could see the suspicion in his eyes - he could sense just as well as I could the threat our new teacher may pose.

"Ah, yes, the Roaring Twenties - American History, I presume?" A few students sniggered, but he had a clear English accent. Maybe he had spent the 20s there? "Let's see... I want you all to write down everything you know about the 20s, maybe that will give me some guidance on where to begin." I opened my book and started writing. Lexi's book stayed closed, and her pencil looked very much like a stake. Elijah strolled to our desk, like a teacher checking his pupils were behaving.

"Miss Branson, is it?" She nodded. "Very... interesting company you keep Alexia." I stopped writing and looked at him.

"Excuse me, Elijah? What do you mean by that?" He smirked at me and snatched Lexi's pencil-stake.

"Stay behind after class, Miss Hale. I need to speak with you both." He walked off and I turned to Lexi.

"What the hell?!" I whispered at, a volume only vampires would be able to hear. She shook her head and opened her book. Her hand moved rapidly across the page, and she gestured to me to read what she had written.

He can hear us. This is very bad.

***

Lexi

"Thank you for staying behind, ladies. I see you've befriended the local Cold Ones, Alexia. Given your past with them, I would've thought they'd all be dead by now."

Next to me, Rose was confused and angry. "Just who the hell are you, and why is who Lexi makes friends with any of your business? Suddenly she was on the floor with his hand around her throat.

"I am a thousand year old Original vampire, little girl, and it is not wise to provoke me. I cannot be killed, and it would be all to easy to rip you apart and burn the pieces."

"Stop, Elijah. What do you want? Why did you come here?" He let Rose up and scowled at the wall.

"Is Stefan Salvatore with you?"

Dread filled me as I tried to think of what Stefan could have done to piss off an Original. "No, I haven't seen him for a while... has he gone over the edge again?"

"I have no idea. I'm looking for Katerina Petrova."

Relief for Stefan was quickly replaced with the wariness that always came with thoughts if Katherine. "Katherine Pierce? She's dead, right? She burned in Mystic Falls in 1864."

Elijah looked at me like a parent looks at their child after hearing an obvious lie. "Come now, Alexia, we both know that's not true."

"Fine. I last saw her in the 80s at a Bon Jovi concert. But don't tell either Salvatore she's still alive - she's bad news."

Rosalie spoke up beside me. "Why are you suddenly teaching here if you want to find this Katherine vampire? Surely it'll cause questions when you leave?"

"I won't be leaving for some time, Rosalie. You see, I have some business with my brother that needs taking care of, and I quite enjoy teaching." I would've laughed if not for the part about his brother.

"Klaus? What does he have to do with any of this?"

"That is none of your business. You are dismissed." I grabbed Rose's arm and ran to the bathroom. Quickly I pulled a blood bag out and drained it, but it wasn't enough.

"Lexi? You ok?" I heard her, but her voice sounded distant. Just then, a girl walked out of a cubicle. Looking at me, she saw my face and opened her mouth.

"Don't scream," I compelled her, and went for her neck.

Rosalie

Lexi was drinking a girl's blood, even though she had told us she didn't drink from humans. I could smell it... it smelled so sweet, I needed to taste it.

"No, Rose." Lexi wiped her mouth and looked into the girl's eyes. "Cover that wound up, and forget this." Once she left, Lexi turned to me.

"What was that?"

"What, Elijah or the girl?"

"Both!"

"Firstly, remember what I said earlier about losing control? I just lost it."

"Okay..." I said shakily. "What about Elijah?"

"He's an Original vampire. They're all a thousand years old and they can't be killed. He's looking for a vampire that got on their bad side nearly 500 years ago."

I let out a low whistle. "That's a long time to hold a grudge."

"Which is why Elijah's being here is very bad. Klaus, his worse brother, has a very famous hatred for Cold Ones. He's the kind to hold a grudge."

I closed my eyes for a few seconds and tried to sort everything out in my head. "So, an unkillable vampire has moved into Forks because he's looking for some girl who got on his brother's bad side, and this brother hates me and my family?"
"That's about it, yeah." We both stood there going through our options.

"We have to tell the others about this." Lexi sighed.

"Unfortunately, you're right. Lunchtime?"

Lexi nodded in agreement, and headed off to her next lesson.