I don't own Vampire Diaries just my OC and some plot, some very vague plot.
My Polyvore is randomfashionsxoxo check out Nova's style, I put it in a collection to make things easier.
A/N; Kay, so I need to sleep because I've been up since nine am and I know that doesn't seem early but to me, that's like 'why am I up' early. I'm going to have to go over this two more times to make sure it's all good because I'm about to drop, the next chapter Nova meet's Damon. Yay... that was slight sarcasm because those two are hard to write together in the same room, it's so hard not to make them either like each other or try to kill each other. This chapter feels like a filler? I don't think it is but it's kind of just the party from Nova's POV and me fucking the plot up in subtle ways. I want to say Thank you to those who followed, reviewed and PM'd me. They make me feel special, I feel like a special teapot...I'm going to bed, gn. Edited: 7/30/17
It was a terrible idea, Nova acknowledged the next morning.
Nova is nudged awake by a hungry Familiar; with a crick in her neck from falling asleep on the couch and half of her body asleep and the other half sore from her illicit activities last night. Groaning in mild disgust when Merlin licks at her nose, she pulls back from the feline, before shaking Bonnie who's sleeping half on the couch and half on her.
No wonder half of Nova's body is numb.
When her twin only mumbled and held on to her tighter, she rolled her eyes and shook her sister again. No response from the sleeping girl makes her impatient, so Nova did the only logical thing she could do; and pushed her sister off of her and onto the floor, finally free from her sister's koala bear grip, Nova sighed in relief.
"Fuck!" Bonnie yells as her back came in contact with the floor, she glares at her twin, who's looking down at her beaming innocently at her from the couch. "You alright, down there, twin?" Nova inquiries mockingly, her eyes amused as her sister fixes her with an even more irritated scowl, it's so adorable.
"Why did you do that?" Bonnie asked with a huff when Nova finally helped her sister up from the floor. "You're heavy." Nova states as though it should be obvious making the green eyed twin roll her eyes.
They woke up early enough to finish the rest of their homework, the melted ice cream too late to save was knocked over, spilled on the coffee table and half eaten by Merlin and had to be cleaned up. Merlin was fed by Bonnie and fur was brushed by Nova, the feline regularly spoiled by the sisters now purred in content from the kitchen window sill. Grams should be over soon for breakfast so they set the coffee maker on and raced up the small staircase towards the bathroom, there's one downstairs but it only has a sink, a bath, and toilet, her slightly longer legs reached the door to the bathroom first.
"First out of the womb, first into the bathroom." Nova remarks before shutting the door in Bonnie's confused face. "That made absolutely no sense, Nova!" Bonnie's voice said from behind the door before huffing and walking away.
Nova had a mini meltdown in the shower when she remembered what's going to happen soon; Damon Salvatore.
She doesn't remember details from the show very well, even with her Journal she doesn't know everything that happened because she never remembered everything that happened, but she remembers some things. First, comes The Salvatores, then the tomb vampires, then comes John and Isobel, and Katherine soon follows, with Rose and Trevor close behind.
And then one by one came The Originals.
Nova's not really scared of them though, at least not the siblings, that's not what has her panicking; it's the fact she's excited that has her panicking, which is a weird thing to be freaking out over, but she's going to anyway. The thing is, she's that she's not that confident in herself to go toe to toe with any of the Mikaelsons; she's just excited to meet them, just the thought of the history they must have seen, the stories they must have, the drama they'll bring, okay maybe that last one she isn't too thrilled for but whatever, at least her life will never be boring.
The fact they're all fucking gorgeous is just icing on the cake.
She figures it must be a Vampire thing; to turn people who are equally attractive as them.
She knows Damon's going to try to entice Caroline sooner or later, just to fuck with his brother. She liked the Damon in the show, but she won't stand by and watch her best friend being mentally and physically abused by a vampire with his switch turned off.
She doesn't want to use her Magic to hurt him or kill him, just warn him off fucking with her loved ones. The brothers can torment each other for eternity all they want, her friends aren't going to get caught in the middle of that if she can help it. She has a plan, she's just hoping it'll work because if it doesn't, things might get ugly.
Once out of the shower she decided to wear a simple blue spaghetti strap dress with thick tights, black leather ankle boots, and her favorite leather jacket. Hanging from her neck is a blue heart shaped charm necklace with a silver chain to match her dress, silver hoops and the same rings as yesterday, she applied a little concealer under her eyelids to hide the dark circles under her eyes and some coconut lip balm.
Too lazy to do her hair she pulled on a black beanie and shoves it over her now messy curls she had curled yesterday before grabbing the same black tote from yesterday off of the never slept in bed before heading down the stairs.
When she makes it downstairs she beams at the sight of Grams and Bonnie in the kitchen from the living room archway; Bonnie already dressed, wearing a blue and gray boho blouse with dark jeans and black flats. They're talking quietly with mugs in hand sat down at the kitchen's small circular table; the smell of coffee and pancakes makes her sigh in content as she sits in the only chair left causing them look at her.
"Morning Grams." Nova greets with a small kiss on the elder woman's cheek, as Bonnie got up and passed her a mug of coffee and a plate of three pancakes topped with fruit, she murmured a soft 'thanks' to her sister before digging in. "Morning." Grams replied with an amused look in her eyes.
"Uh oh, I know that look, what did I do now?" Nova questioned, her mouth full of pancakes making Bonnie grimace and throw a balled up napkin at her. "Gross, Nova." Bonnie got even more disgusted by Nova's slightly opened mouth leaning towards her, making her grin before closing her mouth.
Grams looks at the display with even more amusement than before. "Don't talk with your mouth full, sweetie." The scolding just makes Nova smile warmly so Grams replied to the earlier question, "Bonnie was just telling me what you did to the youngest Salvatore." Grams said in amusement while eyeing her eldest granddaughter in mild disapproval as she pours syrup on her pancakes with a heavy hand.
"Technically I haven't done anything to him, yet." Nova smiles wickedly at both of them, before continuing after another bite, "Besides Elena wants to do more to him than I do." Nova's voice is anything but innocent, and Bonnie hits her sister's arm, "Ouch that hurt." Nova deadpanned, her twin just sighs, resigned to the fact her sister is more perverted than a teenage boy.
"And here I was worried about you both." Grams said dryly, taking a sip out of her own mug.
"You should probably worry less about what the Salvatores will do to us and more about what we'll do to them." Bonnie declares sharing a grin with Nova, who agrees with a hum while drinking her coffee, and shoveling pancakes into her mouth, her eyes closed in bliss.
Grams smirks at them proudly before sobering abruptly.
"I want you both to be careful around them, both of them, while Stefan might mean no harm, he's still a vampire and vampires love to drag witches into their problems." Grams voices her concerns with a frown at both girls who sit up and pay attention to their worried Grams. "You're both still drinking the liquid vervain I gave you?" At the girl's nods Grams sighs a tired sigh before grabbing their empty mugs and plates. "Good, you girls should go to school, you're going to be late."
The twins exchanged a look before walking out of the house together.
"See you later, Grams!" They say in sync, leaving when they get a reply, "Have a good day girl's!"
"Do you think she's right, that they're going force us to use our magic for their own uses?" Bonnie whispered to her sister while walking towards the street where their cars are parked.
"Yes, no doubt about it, but remember, we can say no in a not so pleasant manner," Nova replies to her slightly worried sister, not sugarcoating anything, opening her car door but not getting in yet.
"And if we can't say no?" Bonnie asked her sister with a frown, also opening her car door. "And if we can't say no, we ask for compensation," Nova said as though it should be obvious.
"Money, really?" Bonnie asked, opening her own car door.
"Or sexual favors, I mean favors, whichever floats your boat." Nova says cheerfully, before continuing slightly more seriously, "Did you tell her about the..." Nova trailed off with a look at her twin, who shook her head in a negative. "I didn't want to say anything before talking to you first, we'll tell her together, soon." Bonnie replied to her twins silently questioning if she had told their Grams about their slightly illegal activities this morning.
She doesn't have to pick up Caroline today, with her parents having finally bought her the car she had been waiting for, so Nova takes her time to get to school, but eventually parks in the school parking lot. Yay, more school, Nova thinks sarcastically, as she entered the school's double doors.
Later in History; Nova is sitting in the very back with her sketch pad out with her history book covering it from the 'teachers' view. Nova loves history, or rather she had loved history before she met the asshat called Mr. Tanner.
The class even once had to read a Mystic Falls 'history' book written by him, the book is more fiction than fact, and not very good fiction either; this coming from a girl who was reincarnated in a universe that had been a TV show in her old life and is now a Witch surrounded by other Supernatural Beings.
Mr. Tanner though is like every shit Harry Potter professor had a baby and made him; Mr. 'I'm a toolbag', Tanner.
"The Battle of Willow Creek took place right at the end of the war in our very own Mystic Falls, how many casualties resulted in this battle? Ms. Bennett?" Tanner must really like the sound of his voice.
She ignores him assuming he's talking to her twin, she was thankfully right. "Umm...a lot? I'm not sure, like a whole lot." Bonnie answered, making her twin smile.
"Cute becomes dumb in an instant, Ms. Bennett," Tanner said to his student, wiping the grin from Nova's face as she finally paid attention to the man that calls himself an educator.
Mr. Tanner turned towards Matt, "Mr. Donovan, would you like to take this opportunity to overcome your embedded jock stereotype?"
"It's okay, Mr. Tanner, I'm cool with it." Matt confirms, making the whole class chuckle.
"Mmm... Elena, surely you can enlighten us about one of the town's most significant historical events?" Mr. Tanner turned his ugly mug towards a startled Elena, "I'm sorry, I... don't know." Elena answered stuttering slightly as she was caught off guard by the question.
"I was willing to be lenient, for obvious reasons, Elena, but the personal excuses ended with summer break." Mr. Tanner said completely unapologetic as the class stared at him in stunned belief, Elena sunk in her chair, her hair hiding her face from view.
Nova is outraged and struggling not to lash out with her Magic.
Elena's parents died, just four months ago, she didn't get the flu or forget to bring her homework in a couple, times, her parents fucking died and she was this close to dying with them, she probably has survivors guilt; he can go suck a cock, preferably his own.
"There were 346 casualties, FYI, unless you're counting local civilians." Nova steals boy-wonder's line, making the whole class turn towards her, Elena shooting her a grateful glance as the attention is now off of her. She's growing tired of Tanner harassing his own students to make himself feel like an Alpha male when he's barely even a male. If Damon doesn't kill him, she will.
"That's correct, Miss. Bennett, except, of course, there were no civilian casualties in this battle." Tanner tried to belittle her like he did to her friends only she's not taking his shit, and neither is Stefan apparently.
"Actually, there were 27, sir." Stefan interrupts the stare down between student and teacher, making everyone look towards him. "Confederate soldiers, they fired on the church, believing it to be housing weapons, they were wrong, it was a night of great loss." Stefan stated before going in for the kill, "The founder's archives are, uh, stored in the Civil Hall if you'd like to brush up on your facts, Mr. Tanner." Stefan finished mockingly, his confidence and complete disregard for Mr. Tanner's authority slightly turning her on.
"Hm.." Mr. Tanner glared slightly at Stefan before the last bell of the day rang, and everyone got the hell out.
Nova didn't bother changing for the party, knowing that what she wore to school was good enough for this party. It's quite tame compared to the other parties thrown during the summer, mainly because they have to get up in the morning and not in the late afternoon. They had all come together in Nova's car, but they had split up in different directions a short while ago.
Nova is currently making out with a party crasher against a tree, he was cute and had dimples, she's a sucker for dimples. His hands were slowly inching up her dress, his touch feather light on her thighs, she gives him a four out of ten for the teasing; but he's not a particularly skilled kisser, all teeth and tongue, she thought as he practically mauled her mouth. Nova tried to guide the kiss but it still feels like he's trying to eat her face instead of kissing her.
She's really fucking grateful when a throat being cleared broke them apart, the party crasher was obviously not, as he glared at a nonplussed Bonnie. "What do you want, can't you see I'm a little busy here?" He snaps with a glare. Bonnie raised an eyebrow, not intimidated whatsoever.
"You're cute, terrible kisser, but cute, but no one talks to my sister that way." Nova pushes his hands away firmly, his face as she said that was priceless, he went from 'wtf' to 'oh shit' in two seconds flat. "...You can go now." Bonnie clarifies slowly, as though talking to a child.
He left, his pride wounded and his boner still in place.
"Thanks," Nova says while fixing her dress, her twin waves her off, they've done this for each other since they discovered, or rediscovered on her part, hormones; whenever they don't like the male, or female, pursuing them, the other will get them away as quickly as possible.
"What did you see?" Nova asks her twin knowingly, while they walk back towards the party.
"Nothing," Bonnie answers, a little too quickly.
"Nothing?" Nova echoed back, eyeing her sister in skepticism.
Bonnie sighs, looking around before leaning in, whispering, "I was with Elena, I just teasing her, I didn't think I'd actually get something. but then I touched her hand and got this really bad feeling before I saw.." Bonnie trailed off, her eyes distant as though reliving it again.
"Saw what?"
"A man, I didn't see his face, and then I saw a crow."
"That's nothing to worry about." Nova tries for reassuring but must fail when her twin sends her a glare. "You know that crows are bad omens, Nova," Bonnie whispers harshly.
Nova rolls her eyes, holding her hands up in a 'my bad' manner. "Okay, okay, Bon-Bon I know it seems bad, but we got all the leverage we need this morning, and crows are bad omens, yes, but they don't always mean death, you know that," Nova whispered, her sister just sighs. "Have you seen anything lately, that you can tell me?" Bonnie asks.
"Things are going to start to get ugly, real soon." Nova predicts accurately because the next moment they can hear a familiar voice yell. The twins share a look before running back towards the party.
"It's her neck, something bit her, she's losing a lot of blood." Elena says staring at the bite wound in confusion.
"Here, let me," Nova said calmly taking over, leaning next to Vicki while snatching a towel from some freshmen kid who hadn't been invited. She eyed the wound and after making sure the towel is clean, she put pressure on the wound while trying to keep the older girl awake. "Donovan, keep your eyes fucking open." Nova demands patting the other's girl's face lightly, but her eyes roll back as she faints, causing Matt to panic.
"Vicki, come on, open your eyes, look at me, Vicki!" Matt yelled, panicking when his sister doesn't answer.
"She'll be fine," Elena reassures her ex. "The ambulance is here."
Nova lets the paramedics take over at that point, sighing as she went over to Bonnie. "Mystic Grill?" Nova asked her sister, her eyes on the ambulance leaving, her twin just nods her eyes worriedly taking in the scene.
"You said we needed to get involved, to keep our friends safe, how are we going to do that?" Bonnie questioned quietly, "I've got a plan, I'll tell you if it works out." Nova replied and before Bonnie could question her on this mysterious 'plan' of hers, Elena soon joins them, giving them both hugs.
"We're going to go to Mystic Grill, wait for news," Bonnie says, her eyes questioning Elena.
"I called Aunt Jenna, I've got to make sure Jeremy actually goes home," Elena responded to the silent question.
"Elena, I want you to be careful.." Bonnie says, her hand squeezing her twin's hand in a tight grip. "We just have this feeling..." Nova trailed off, her eyes focused on her friends face, the doppelgänger, practically Helen of Troy in the flesh. "Guys, what is it?" Elena questions, her eyes flickering to both of them worriedly.
"That this is just the beginning." They spoke at the same time, only this time no one laughed or rolled their eyes, it just sent a chill down the girls' spines.
They currently all have coffee mugs in hand. Caroline is still absolutely drunk despite the fact she had two cups already, and Bonnie is slowly becoming sober, Nova having known what was going to happen at the party hadn't had any alcohol.
"Are you sober yet?" Bonnie asked her blonde friend, sipping on her coffee. "...No," Caroline replies, practically moping.
"Keep drinking, we've got to get home," Bonnie says while shoving more coffee at the drunk blonde, who ignores the coffee to rant. "Why didn't he go for me, you know, how come the guys that I want never want me?" Nova rubs the blonde's back comfortingly while she complains, the blonde's almost non-existent filter always comes off when she's drunk.
Nova nods her head at her twin mouthing 'I got this'; when Caroline is in this mood there's always a fifty percent chance Elena will be insulted. Bonnie silently got up to go to the bathroom, not that Caroline notices. "I'm inappropriate, I always say the wrong thing, and..Elena always says the right thing, she doesn't even try, and he just picks her, and she's always the one that everyone picks, for everything, and I try so hard, and...I'm never the one!" Caroline finishes bitterly, her head dropping to the table with a loud thud.
"Well, if it makes you feel better, I'm equally inappropriate, I don't really care when I say the wrong thing, Elena doesn't always say the right thing and definitely has her bitch moments like the rest of us, Stefan's a fucking idiot who has a type, people in this town are small-minded assholes who think they're the shit, and sometimes you try way too hard," Nova said and ignored her friend's glare, before continuing more gently, "You'll find someone who appreciates you, Care."
"Oh yeah, is that one of your prophecies?" Caroline returns slightly bitterly, her head still on the table, but Nova just smiles brightly. "Yup, I know you'll find your prince charming, someone who will appreciate the amazing Caroline I know," Nova announced making Caroline smile somewhat and raise her head off the table, "Even though you are a little crazy." Nova finished, making the grin go away and a glare take its place, which she ignored to shove the coffee in front of the blonde.
"Drink," Nova demanded, grinning when the blonde takes the mug.
"Bitch." Caroline murmured into her mug.
"Slut." Nova shoots back, grin firmly in place, her grin is dimmed at the sight of someone.
Damon Salvatore is currently staring at them.
"Oh my god, are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Caroline whispered out the corner of her mouth, neither of them taking their eyes off of the staring vampire, the blonde hitting her friend's arm under the table.
"Yeah," Nova replied, not taking her eyes off of him, stupid fucking Salvatore gene's, she thinks when he smirks at them.
"Isn't he gorgeous?"
Nova's not stupid, she's not, she actually likes to think of herself as highly intelligent, but she likes fucking with people, so she did something stupid. "I've seen better." Nova lied through her teeth, her heartbeat probably betrayed her, but whatever, it made him stop fucking smirking at them.
His intense eyes instead looked right at her, analyzing, his eyes piercing as though he's trying to look into her very soul before he smirked again; challenge accepted it practically said.
She takes it back, she's fucking stupid.
Caroline missed the exchange to look at her friend like she's crazy, "Who, who the hell have you seen that's hotter than that?" Caroline asked, making the brunette finally look towards her friend as the blonde waved her hand at the table that the vampire had been sitting at, they both turned their heads towards the table only to find him gone. "Damn, he's gone." Caroline pouted, her head dropping back on the table.
"What'd I miss?" Bonnie asks curiously, an extra coffee in hand, sitting down warily eyeing the sulking blonde. "Caroline accepted she's a crazy, neurotic control freak, and we found new eye candy," Nova added the last part absently while she finished her own mug of coffee, she ignores the glare her blonde friend sent her to continue talking to her twin about said eye candy.
"He's alright on the eyes, but he's a little too old." Nova put the emphasis on the 'old' part so her twin would understand, she did if the widening of her eyes is anything to go by.
"He wasn't that old, besides, I've seen you flirt with older, and less attractive." Caroline dismisses, finishing her coffee.
"Let's get out of here, we need sleep, Matt texted me said Vicki is going to fine." Bonnie says, clearly wanting to get home and interrogate her sister on what happened.
No one argued with that, Nova hasn't properly slept in days, they left after paying for their drinks.
Nova was an odd mix of her body being absolutely exhausted and her mind being completely wired when they finally got home after dropping Caroline home. She stripped down to her panties, took off her sparse makeup before pulling on her PJs.
She's currently sitting on her bed, braiding her hair into two side braids, with Merlin dozing on the left side of her bed when her now pajama clad sister opens to door without knocking and relaxes on the bed next to her.
"It was Damon Salvatore, Grams was right, I was right, where one goes the other one follows," Nova explains, finishing braiding one side before moving to the other.
"What did you do?" Bonnie asks, her eyes not leaving her sister.
Nova turned her eyes to her sister, her eyes so innocent it had to be fake. "What makes you think I did anything?" Nova questions, her voice as 'innocent' as her eyes.
Bonnie just stared her down until she sighed and admitted, "..I might have goaded him, just a little."
"What do you mean you goaded him?!" Bonnie yelled making Merlin raise his head before going back to his nap, her sister's eyes are worried. "Relax, I just insulted him, very minorly." Nova finished braiding her hair before turning her complete attention to her sister.
"Will he try to come after you?" Nova had to think before answering that question. "Maybe not in the way you're thinking.."
Her sister's frown told her to spit it out already.
"He might try to...seduce me?" Nova half-answered, half-questioned. "If he finds out my last name he'll probably leave me alone, probably." She's not so convinced on the last part and neither is Bonnie by the look she shot her.
"Why on earth did you attract his attention?" Bonnie said slightly frustrated, glaring at the sheepish Nova, "I was protecting Caroline, she doesn't need another guy using her." Nova doesn't regret what she did, the attention of a vampire who has his 'switch' flipped isn't something she wanted per-say, but it's the least of her worries.
She can handle a moody love sick vampire, her human friend, her emotionally vulnerable friend, however, can't, not yet anyway.
Bonnie's face softened at the mention of protecting their friend.
"Okay, I'm going to bed, we'll talk about this later," Bonnie tells her sister, leaving no room for any argument, she left the room.
"Well..that went well." Nova announces to her Familiar, who just meows before closing his eyes again; she cut off her light's and went to sleep. She's going to blame her lack of sleep for the stupid shit she did tonight.
Yeah, let's blame the lack of sleep, she should sleep all day and avoid coming out the house for the rest of the day, or maybe a whole decade.
She slept in later than usual; meaning she woke up to a cat sitting on her face with it still being early enough to get ready for school.
She used to could sleep half a day away, when Bonnie was in the same room; nowadays she'll wake up in the middle of the night, sweating and her body shaking, a scream halfway up her throat, nightmares; or sometimes she can't fall asleep because her stupid brain won't turn off but she's always had that problem.
Last night was the former, the only thing that kept her from screaming herself awake is the fact that her cat is on her fucking face.
With a sigh she pulls him off and down onto the pillow next to her, she curls her fingers into his fur, her eyes distant as she tried to push her nightmare from her mind. Before regaining her memories, it had been easier, she had slowly forgot her memories only for them to slam their way back into her mind, a hundred times more vivid, she hadn't known how dying felt, it had been more distant, and with her memories so murky, she had been skeptical that she hadn't just dreamed up her old life, but there had been an odd sensation that warned her from writing off her weird feelings as fiction.
Merlin biting her on her fingertips brings her into the present,"Shit, what was that for?" She yelped with a mild glare at the feline, before getting out of the bed.
It's 5:23 AM; which means she only had four, maybe five hours of sleep, fan-fucking-tastic.
She stripped out of her pajamas, pulling on an old white T-shirt she stole from Elena a few years ago, before walking towards her wooden easel. The light coming from her window isn't enough, so she pulls the lamp closest to her next to the easel, grabbing a blank canvas and setting it on the easel, her paint, brushes, and water already set out and cleaned from last time.
She sat on the stool staring at the blank canvas, before painting her soul onto the canvas. Her mind is pleasantly blank as she lets her hands guide her, focusing only on the brush and the paint. Her attention was so focused on the canvas, that she didn't notice the raven on the tree, it's piercing eyes looking through her window.
The sunlight was pouring into her room when she finally stopped.
"Whoa.." An awed voice said, startling her, she turned to look at her twin sister, not saying anything, before looking at her half finished painting. Figures; she painted the Salvatores, in all of their vampiric glory.
"How long have you been up?" Bonnie asks in concern, once she got over the shock of the painting. "Mm..since five," Nova answers, her eyes still on the painting.
"Are you going to be able to go to school?" Bonnie asked, knowing it was nightmares, but not bringing any attention to it, knowing that her twin didn't want to talk about it, she instead plays with her sister's hair.
"I'll be fine, I just need coffee and food, what time is it?" Nova asks, her eyes finally falling from the canvas, towards the shining sun.
"It's seven almost eight, coffee and food are in the kitchen, you should get cleaned up though." Bonnie responds, leaving her sister to get cleaned up after a short hug and one last worried look at the canvas.
"Stupid fucking Salvatores." Nova curses, before leaving the canvas to dry.
Nova watches as the paint that had been clinging to her fingers, arms, went down the drain. Maybe she should try some of Grams home-made herbal teas to help her sleep, she had refused before, not wanting to rely on anything; Visions and normal nightmares plague her when she's sleeping as much as it does when she's awake.
Since The Gilbert's car accident she's been having an even harder time sleeping, and that's saying something considering how little she got before.
She got out quickly after making sure no more paint clung to her before throwing a towel around her she walked to her room, her wet feet sliding somewhat on the hallway wooden floors.
She picked a ruffled black lace off-shoulder blouse with long flared sleeves, a violet and black lace mini skirt, paired with black flats, for jewelry she went with a silver Celtic crescent moon, amethyst stone in the center of the moon, with a small cat nestled into the moon, silver octagon stacked rings, and rhinestone black feathered earrings. She finished the look with eyeliner, glitter on the wings, and blue berry lip balm.
Her hair had flecks of paint in it and was a little damp, so even though she wanted to use her flat iron she just did a messy bun at the top of her head.
Before leaving the room she made sure to take a sip of the liquid vervain she has stored in vials, it's locked with Magic in her wooden bedside table along with her Journal. You can never be too careful, Nova thinks while walking down the stairs towards the kitchen.
"What are you wearing?" Her father's voice startled her, what she thought was Bonnie in the fridge was actually her father, great.
She knows what he's talking about, she usually gets a warning before he comes home, to change into something more 'modest'.
She glared at an apologetic Bonnie, who's behind their father sitting at the table, mouthing 'I didn't know' and 'I'm so sorry'.
"I don't know if you had this back in your day, but it's this new thing called a skirt." Nova snarks when she finally finds her voice.
"Is there more to it up stairs?" He asks with a frown, pulling out the orange juice. "Hahaha, very funny." Nova mockingly laughs before grasping a giant mug, pouring the coffee inside, and mixing in cream and sugar. "I wasn't joking." Rudy replies blandly, his eldest daughter doesn't respond, too consumed with savoring her coffee.
They all sat down to eat, there was toast, sausage, and omelets.
"Where's Grams? I'm assuming she was here because you both can't cook to save your life, or anybody else's." Nova spoke after they all settled down at the kitchen table.
"She left after fixing breakfast, she's expecting us later." Bonnie says, ignoring the part about them not knowing how to cook because it's true, she burns toast on a good day, their father not being any better in only knowing how to make mac-n-cheese and baby formula.
Nova and Grams are the only ones who actually cook in this family.
Nova hums before going back to her food, Grams and their father never can stay in the same room together for long. "I'll be in town for a couple more days, we should do something before I leave." Rudy said after a few moments of silence.
Bonnie and Nova exchange looks before the eldest twin just shrugged her shoulders. "Before you leave..." Bonnie agreed tentatively.
They're out of the door as soon quick as possible after breakfast; they love their father, no matter how distant he remained, but every time he was home, which wasn't often, he would get this look in his eye as he looked at them.
Like he was looking at a ghost; Nova's blaming her 'mother' for that one.
"I'm confused, are you two psychic or clairvoyant?" Caroline asks the twins while putting her books in the open locker, classes had just ended.
"We're technically witches, Grams said some of our ancestors came from Salem." Nova clarifies, leaning on the other side of the locker, Bonnie next to her. They know Caroline's not taking them completely seriously, not yet. Nova had asked Bonnie when they should tell their friends about what they are, but Bonnie had looked hesitant to tell them at all.
Bonnie had been all gung ho about it a couple years ago, but now she's uncertain if she wants them to know about what they are; fear of judgment and being unaccepted clouded her judgment.
They can't put it off much longer though, the things that are going to happen are going to create a domino effect.
"Like Twitches?" Caroline teases grinning at the twins, fixing her hair in her locker mirror. "Something like that." Bonnie agreed with a grin.
"Well feel free to conjure up the name and number of that guy from last night," Caroline said while shutting her locker. "No can do on the number part but... I might have a name." Nova smirks at her shocked blonde friend.
"Well, tell me!" Caroline demanded when the other girl didn't say anything. "I don't know.." Nova teases, looking as though she was contemplating not telling her.
"Oh come on, Nova." Caroline whines, as the three girls walk to the parking lot.
"Okay, okay, his name is.." Nova trails off leaving Caroline in suspense, "Spike." If looks could kill Nova would be six feet under; Bonnie is giggling, Caroline is glaring and Nova looks extremely proud of herself.
"What'd I miss?" Elena questions walking over towards them, as her eyes take in her best friends.
"Nothing," Nova replied innocently, nothing about her is ever innocent though, so her reply just made Elena roll her eyes. "See you guys later." Nova says, rushing towards her car before Caroline decides to strangle her.
The twins let themselves into their Grams home, although they had their own rooms at their father's house, this place would always feel more like home. "Girls?" Grams' voice came from the kitchen, they followed the smell of baked goods.
Grams took out what looked like chocolate chip cookies. "Hey Grams, that smells great." Nova gave Grams a kiss on the cheek, before stealing a bite of the cookie dough that's set in a giant bowl on the counter.
"How was school, girls?" Grams questions with a bright smile, putting the cookies on a plate to cool.
"It was school," Bonnie says, as though that explains everything, and it did.
Grams looked at Bonnie immensely amused at her reply, before growing serious as they all sat down at the kitchen table.
"The comet will be passing over the town soon, the last time it passed through, death followed," Grams was in what Nova liked to call 'Professor Mode'. "I heard about the Donovan girl," Grams continued before they could say inquire about, you know, the comet being a harbinger of death.
The twins stiffen in their seats, maybe they had both forgot to call their Grams last night. "You two didn't happen to be at the party where it happened?" Grams' voice was asking but her eyes were knowing. "..We might have, maybe, been there," Nova confirmed hesitantly, both her and Bonnie looked extremely guilty as they sunk in their chairs like children awaiting a scolding.
Grams gives them a look, eyebrow raised before smirking, silently telling them she forgives them. The girls relax before Bonnie broaches the topic they had came to talk about. "What are we going to do, Damon Salvatore is leaving a trail of bodies around town,"
"We keep our head down, and wait for them to either leave town or get caught by the town council." Grams doesn't look like she wanted to talk about this particular conversation.
"What, so we're just going to do nothing!?" Bonnie remarks outraged.
Nova kept silent, "I refuse to let you girl's get caught up in vampire business, it always ends up with someone dead." Grams said, staying calm and firm in the face of Bonnie's anger.
"People are already dead, Grams!" Bonnie shouted before leaving the house in a huff when she see's that the elder Witch isn't going to relent.
There was an awkward silence after the door slammed.
"..Drama queen.." Nova sing songs trying and failing to cut the awkward silence.
Grams gives her a look, it essentially says 'zip your lip'.
"You're not going to yell at me at the injustice of it all before slamming the door?" Grams asks drily, setting down milk and cookies. Bonnie had left, more like stormed out, ten minutes ago.
"No, I understand, I don't like it but I understand, you're just trying to protect us, as your granddaughters and as Bennett witches," Nova says eating the cookie.
"..I sense a but coming." Grams states, finishing her own small plate of chocolate chip cookies. Nova smiles slightly at her Grams; the woman was completely different from her grandmother in her old life, but from the moment the elder Witch had asked to be called Grams, the reincarnated girl had seen her as Grams.
"..But, I don't think Bonnie and I will ever be able to live a life supernatural free," Nova states, holding her Grams hand across the wooden table. "We both know the more powerful the witch is, the more drama they'll get into."
Grams doesn't say anything, her hand just gripped hers tightly, before letting go after a moment. Nova hesitates to bring up what she and Bonnie did, they had been going to tell the elder woman today, but she feels as though it wouldn't be right to tell her without Bonnie here; her Grams is too lost in thought to see the conflict on her face.
Nova wants to share what they found, she does.
Because it's Grams as much as it's the twins; the Grimoire is locked tight in her spell-locked bedside table right next to her Journal, but she wants to protect her Grams as much as her Grams wants to protect them. The spell that killed the elder Witch is written on those pages, it's an irrational fear, showing her Grams the Grimoire will just feel like cementing the elder Witch's fate.
"I better leave, I have a date with three girls and fliers," Nova says after a long stretch of silence, she steals two more cookies, leaving before she blurted out everything she's been keeping inside for years before she left the house she heard her Grams voice.
"I hope that wasn't a euphemism."
Nova snorts, laughing lightly, before shutting the door closed.