Taking a deep breath, Caroline nodded and slipped away from Klaus and into the crowd. She could do this. She had fed from the nurse that first night and she hadn’t died. The man at the carnival had been in the wrong place at the wrong time and she hadn’t fed in hours. And having just been turned that was too long to go between feeds with the smell of fresh blood permeating the air.
Caroline moved through the crowd, smiling enticingly at the girl whose entire expression seemed to brighten up as Caroline moved toward her. She couldn’t help but look out of her peripheral vision for where Klaus was, needing to make sure he was nearby, even as she started dancing with the girl. She had danced with Elena and Bonnie before, with other girlfriends at various dances, at the Falls. She was pretty sure she knew exactly how the other girl was expecting her to move and easily stepped into the part.
“Be compliant and don’t make a sound,” Caroline compelled, smiling at the girl who looked at her with confusion before her eyes seemed to gloss over in acceptance. Caroline let her fangs descend, burying them into the girl’s neck as she drank, trying to focus in on the girl’s heartbeat through all the music and movement, trying not to get lost in the sensations and go too far, hopeful Klaus would remind her when she needed to stop.