A/N; First, I LOVE ALL YOU, really guys, girls, and undecided, it makes me so happy when I see a positive review or when you follow and favorite my baby. But, also haha, so...sorry, again, gosh dangit. I hate making excuses for why it took so long to update. But, I have to admit, I kinda got bored with this season and was debating with myself if I should rush through the whole Tomb thing, but I decided not to because I've been going at a steady, slow pace for a reason. But anyway, this chapter is mostly school drama because they still have that and yeah, hope you enjoy the shit that is my writing as much as I enjoy writing it, despite thinking it's shit.
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Nova was hungover, hungry, and most importantly, horny; it's not a very good combination.
Although the Vampire blood Lexi slipped into her drink helped heal her cuts and bruises, apparently, it wasn't enough to cure a hangover; a headache greeted its way into her skull as soon as she opened her eyes, her mouth was dry as a desert and her eyes were stinging. She decided to do the smart thing and closed her eyes, even let Merlin climb on her head, his small purring form managed to block out the sunlight coming from her window, and eventually, she managed to doze off.
Bonnie didn't let her sleep in for long and started to guide her push her into the bathroom. "Get dressed. We have school. And I want to show you what we found yesterday." Bonnie spoke eagerly - way too happy for a Monday - and then she slammed the door in her face when the hungover teen tried to escape.
If she was going to feel like shit on the inside she was going to make damn sure she looked fucking amazing on the outside; so she pulled on a black crop top, a green plaid skirt, and completed the look with some lace-up booties and one of her many leather jackets.
"Okay, what'd you find?" Nova asked drowsily, she probably looked like a douchebag - wearing sunglasses indoors tended to have that effect.
"When we were looking for the spell, we - well, more like I started to think it didn't exist," Bonnie explained as they stood in her room, embarrassed at her lack of faith in their Ancestor; which was granted, given the fact she'd been haunted persistently by her.
Emily's Grimoire sat on the bed, the sewn on pages were turned to the last two, which were curiously blank. "Mhm," Nova hummed sleepily to show she was paying attention, trying to stay awake she took a sip out of her mug of peppermint tea.
"But then... I touched the page, and it did this -" Bonnie spoke enthusiastically as she moved her pointer finger over one of the blank pages, ink writing began appearing wherever she touched. Nova perked up and slid her sunglasses down her nose, watching curiously as the ink steadily faded when Bonnie's finger left the page.
"It must react to the Bennett touch," Nova speculated before testing it for herself, she trailed a finger down the pages, watching curiously as the indecipherable ink writing appeared again.
"Yeah, turns out the spells on last pages were so dangerous that she spelled the pages themselves just in case it was in someone other than her descents hands," Bonnie explained eagerly as she walked away, looking for something in her closet.
It would have made more sense to spell the entire Grimoire, she kept the thought to herself in case her Ancestor was watching and instead she let her fingers slip off the pages, the ink writing disappearing gradually.
"Guess we'll have to figure this out before we can open that damn tomb," Nova replied with a scowl, annoyed at the fact she'd have another obstacle in her way of getting this shit done; she could tell Damon was also getting impatient, the only reason he hadn't been annoying her about the talisman was because he was busy with the Council.
"Actually... We already figured out how to get the ink to stay - for a time at least." Bonnie explained carefully as she finally found whatever she'd been looking for in her closet.
"Oh, how?" Nova asked eagerly, she turned towards her sister curiously, only to groan at the sight of her sister with a very large sewing needle in hand.
Why was it always fucking blood?
"Your turn."
Nova sighed at her sister's accurate but brutal statement, but she wordlessly held out her hand for her sister to take, flinching only slightly when the needle pricked her finger.
Nova held her bleeding finger over both pages, the twins watched with avid interest when the blood dripped onto the pages and, gradually, the blood seemingly sank into the pages, and after a moment, the blank pages shifted into readable black ink writing.
"Neat," Nova plainly stated after the twins shared an amazed glance, trying to play it cool, but no matter how long she's been practicing witchcraft, even the simplest spells never ceases to amaze her.
They looked at the spells written on the aged pages, most of it was in Latin, but some of it was in English, "This is the spell," Bonnie said after a moment of scanning the pages, she tapped the bottom of the last page.
"It's supposed to give a peaceful death to tortured souls. But we don't really know what it'll do exactly."
They might be able to translate Latin drunk and blindfolded but spells are either very much literal or super vague with it's meaning, it all depended on Emily's intentions when she made the spell.
"Huh, well, I guess we'll see what it does when we actually do it - it looks like a powerful spell," Nova commented as she idly sucked on her bleeding finger.
"Do you think we can do this spell and open the tomb?" Bonnie asked skeptically, sharing a doubtful glance at her sister as she closed the Grimoire, the writing disappearing as it closed.
"We're badass Bennett witches, it'll be a piece of cake," Nova replied in faux-overconfidence, earning her a smile and roll of eyes from her sister as she went to grab her shoes so they could leave for school.
Honestly, opening the Tomb wouldn't be much of a problem as it was in the 'show' since they not only have Emily's talisman to draw power from but Bonnie is so much more experienced and confident in her Magic that Grams shouldn't have to overextend herself.
It'd hopefully be enough. The real test though would be opening the Tomb, momentarily lifting the Vampire seal that kept Vampires from leaving, and doing the spell that'd take care of the Tomb Vampires, all in one night.
Yup, there's that not so inner pessimistic popping up again.
"How is it that I feel like absolute shit but look fucking amazing?" Nova questioned, slightly rhetorically as she looked at herself in the school's restroom mirror.
"Good makeup and even better genetics," Caroline automatically responded, applying a new coat of lipgloss next to Elena in the mirror.
"True," Nova replied in full agreement as she pulled her leather jacket back on.
Bonnie snorted in amusement at the exchange sharing an amused look with Elena as they washed their hands. "How'd that talk go with Stefan go?" Bonnie asked as they idled around the bathroom, trying to pass time before it was time for class.
"I want to give him another chance, us another chance. But he keeps giving me these 'talks' where he makes our relationship seem doomed." Elena replied with a sigh, trying to fix her hair behind her ears, frowning helplessly when a few strands dangled back in her face.
"Just have steamy vamp sex with him; problem solved," Caroline said with a smile, beaming at her genius idea.
"I don't think seducing him is going to make much of a difference, Caroline," Elena replied skeptically, though she was amused despite herself.
They all hushed up and left the bathroom when someone eventually came in to actually use the bathroom and not talk about seducing century old Vampires.
"Hey, you never know. Sex could definitely help, it helps my stress levels constantly." Nova announced with a cheeky grin at her friends, as they just arrived at the classroom door.
Her proclamation earned her looks from half the class - which she ignored with practiced ease. While Caroline didn't have a filter - Nova made sure to throw hers away on a regular basis.
"I'm going to pretend you never said that," Bonnie declared while their friends smiled on in amusement as they took their seats, they prepared themselves for a boring day in Math Class.
Let the torture begin, she thought dryly as the teacher finally came in, she prepared herself for his monotonous speech.
Twenty minutes into the class and she was already bored, mostly because she already knew everything that was being taught today and struggled to stay awake, she zoned out, and, eventually, dozed off on her bent elbows.
" - why did you trust him -"
"I'm sorry - "
Everything behind her eyelids was a black pit, she could only hear jumbled voices repeat themselves whilst she slept, now fretfully.
"Why can't you two just make up already -"
"- If you hurt them -" a loud scream cut off the rest of the sentence.
Nova's eyes shot wide open at the scream, not seeing much of anything as the scream still rang in her ears, she took calming breath's trying to calm down, annoyed when she could still hear the ringing in her ears.
"Hey, are you okay?" Elena asked with a concerned frown as she waited at the door with an equally concerned Bonnie and Caroline.
Nova distantly noted the fact that it was the school bell ringing as she looked around in bewilderment; everyone's seat was empty. She must have slept longer than she assumed, though it barely felt like minutes had passed since she'd dozed off.
Nova shook off the disoriented feeling she always got after having a Vision, she gave the three of them a small smile, "I'm okay, just- we'll talk about it over lunch." Nova replied, reassuring them with another false smile as she nodded towards the teacher.
They nodded in acceptance as she put away her mountain books that'd been mostly blocking her sleeping form. Thank Mystic Falls for negligent teachers, she pondered on the pros and cons of shit teachers as she walked past the teacher without him so much as glancing at her.
Nova had started writing in her Journal about everything she noticed that was different in this universe than it had been in the 'show', and just last week she had started writing everything that had she had changed - inadvertently, and on purpose. She also started writing her more important Visions down and as a result from all her little additions, and despite the old thing having 140 blank pages, she's gradually running out of pages to write in, it'd be only a matter of time before she had to get another Journal.
Nova's Visions are almost always vague, sometimes useless and almost never happen when she wants them to; most Seers, with practice and the right herbs and candles, can basically request them at the last time she tried to force a Vision, she'd bled out her nose and ears and then fainted for an hour straight.
She supposes it was Nature's way of saying 'fuck no', but considering she already knows so much and random Visions aside they're still Visions, it's still knowledge, so she can't complain, much, about the restriction put on the knowledge given.
The Vision she just had didn't help her headache though, neither did the loud teenagers moving around in the halls, she winced at the loud noises coming from all around as teens gossiped about everything from the string of deaths in town to how crazy the party was last night. They don't know that half of it, she thought dryly as she shoved passed an idling teen.
"Hey, Nova! Wait up!"
Nova ignored the person calling her to walk towards her locker, she scowled when it took her three tries to open, her fingers clumsy on the padlock.
"What is it, Jeremy?" Nova questioned, slightly curious as to why he chased her all the way to her locker.
She didn't bother looking away from her locker, looking at him from the corner of her eye instead; the normally moody teen didn't look as... moody as he did before, his eyes were brighter, he didn't look high as a kite and he'd mostly lost those miserable puppy dog eyes.
Nova has mixed feeling about compulsion - she figures she should just be grateful she was born a Witch in this universe, vervain or no - but the fact was that the idiot had been spiraling into a dark pit of depression she's been down before and never wanted anyone she cares for to experience. So, at least compulsion is good for something other than evading peoples privacy, she mused as she threw some of the loot of candy she'd gotten over the past week into her messenger bag.
"So...I need help," Jeremy spoke hesitantly as he leaned on the locker next to her own, she gave him a confused look when he didn't continue.
"I charge to help move dead bodies," Nova stated blanky, fighting off the urge to laugh at the startled look he shot her; usually, she would laugh, but laughing would hurt.
"No! No," he repeated at a lower volume when the passing teenagers looked over curiously. "I just need help, with homework," Jeremy finally spit out, she stopped throwing candy into her tote bag, genuinely surprised by the request.
It had probably been pride getting in the way of him asking right away, she knows how hard it is to swallow that shit down, so she didn't make fun of him.
"Why ask me?" Nova questioned curiously as she shut her locker, starting to walk leisurely towards her next class.
"Nova, you're the smartest person I know -"
"Eh, more like I'm the only friend you know who isn't on drugs like toast is on butter and you're trying to butter me up." Nova assumed, pausing to give him a 'please, bitch, you cannot fool me,' look, it was a regularly used look she used on friends and family.
"Pretty much. So, will you help me?" Jeremy agreed to her deduction without hesitation and then prodded her for her answer - with those killer puppy dog eyes.
This is what it must be like for other people when she uses her puppy dog eyes on them, she internally speculated as she glared at the youngest Gilbert sibling.
"Ugh, fine. Find me after school, we'll go to the Grill, and I'll see what I can do. But, no promises." Nova answered after a moment of glaring, she ignored his pleased expression as she walked away.
She should start charging a fee for whenever people ask her for help, she thought idly as she managed to jog into History class and slide into the desk behind Bonnie and beside Elena before the teacher arrived.
She just hoped it wasn't a substitute, in this school, the word substitute teacher means; 'let's give our already shit at their jobs teachers another position that doesn't fit their resume, at all'.
Nova was reluctantly passing her sister the last Twizzler when the new teacher walked in, and then, she started grinning like a fucking loon because - yes, finally.
"Good morning everyone," Alaric greeted them as he entered the classroom behind a couple of rushing students.
Elena turned towards her while Alaric started to write something on the chalkboard. 'Are you okay?' Elena mouthed towards her, watching for an answer in concern.
Nova nodded with an excited grin, she resisted the urge to sigh in content because, finally, the hot teacher the girls had been waiting for had arrived. Now she had something pleasing to stare at when she got tired of looking at immature hormonal students - also, education, that's important too.
"Alaric Saltzman," Alaric stated as he finished, facing them with a small grin as he dusted the chalk off his hands. "It's a mouthful, I know. Doesn't exactly roll off the tongue."
Nova was ironically fangirling more over her new History teacher than she did of the Salvatore's.
"Saltzman is of German origins. My family emigrated here in 1755 to Texas. I, however, was born and raised in Boston," Alaric, the new History teacher started to tell them his own history - which was, sadly, more of a broad history lesson than anything this class has seen.
She internally thanked Damon for unknowingly bringing another piece of eye candy to town, she zoned out as she checked said eye candy out with zero subtly.
"You can call me Rick. I'm your new history teacher."
"Best. teacher. ever." Nova announced with a pleased grin as the girls walked outside to eat their lunches.
Her announcement wasn't because he was the most attractive teacher they'd ever had, not even because she was kind of fangirling. But she hadn't enjoyed History class in years, it used to be her best subject before Mr. Tanner got the job and crushed any happiness she got from the subject with his biased small town views.
"I never thought you could genuinely smile on a Monday. I guess miracles do happen." Bonnie quipped with an amused smile as they all sat down on the outdoor picnic tables with their lunches in hand.
Nova gave her sister a mock laugh as she started picking at her food. Sadly, the only edible food on her tray was the chocolate cookies, and maybe the fries, the rest was going to the stoners who would accidentally eat their own arm if high enough.
"I mean, come on guys, this is serious," Nova insisted with an excited grin, rolling her eyes when her twin only nodded in faux solemnity.
"Only in TV shows do students get a teacher who is not only competent but seriously attractive," Nova argued, nudging her blonde friend in the arm, trying to get her agreement.
Caroline hummed in acknowledgment as she ate her somewhat appealing chicken salad, the way it was arranged made Nova's inner chef cringe though. "But you know, our lives aren't exactly normal anymore. I mean, Elena is in love with a vampire and you two are Twitches." Caroline pointed out, earning a roll of eyes from Elena and twin grins from the aptly dubbed Twitches.
Nova was just glad that they sat far enough from the rest of the picnic tables because the blonde didn't even bother lowering her voice.
"We should have a T.V show," Nova said in immense amusement as she gave up on eating the burger and started eating the much more appealing cookies.
"We could name it Vampire Diaries." Nova mentally gave herself a very large pat on the back for saying that without laughing hysterically, as is she let out a few giggles.
"I doubt it'd be a very good one. I mean, who'd want to watch our lives for entertainment?" Elena questioned skeptically as she pulled the pickles off her own burger.
Out of pure habit, Nova reached across the table to grab the discarded pickles, and not wanting to waste food, she reluctantly ate them with the taste of cookies and fries still in her mouth."Some people like corny teen drama - we like corny teen drama," Nova pointed out, grimacing, she quickly washed the fucking terrible taste down with her bottle of water.
All of them nodded in agreement, they continued to eat their subpar lunches but it wasn't long before Bonnie locked eyes with her twin, raising a brow she asked knowingly, "Okay, so what was that in class earlier?"
"I had a very vague vision," Nova tried to close the conversation, not wanting to worry them about the contents of the Vision; but when all she got for a long few seconds were probing stares, she had no choice but to clarify; "It was mostly voices I couldn't really understand... and then I heard a very loud scream."
"Did you see anything?"
"Screams?"
"Are we going to die?"
"Black Pit. Yes. And not this week." Nova answered all of their questions with practiced ease, wiping the salt from the fries off her hands with a napkin.
Though used to them by now, she'd rather not think about what she Saw, though it had felt more like a warning than an actual Vision given the fact she hadn't actually Seen anything. Either way, she'll either figure it out, or it'll be too late and come to pass.
With that ominous thought still in mind, she hurriedly got up, explaining to them as she picked up her tray and pulled her heavy messenger bag over her shoulder, "Anyway, I've gotta go. Mr. Saltzman wanted to see me after I finished eating and, yup, I'm done."
The food was usually decent, but whoever made the lunches today needed to be fired because her sandwich looked like it was glued together with cheese and mayo.
"It's his first day on the job, Nova. What'd you do to piss him off?" Bonnie questioned incredulously, though with a smile. Caroline and Elena started to finish their food, watching our interaction for entertainment.
"Little Ol' me? Do something to piss someone off? Never!" Nova declared in faux-insult, she smiled sweetly at them before walking away.
Nova could hear the sound of soft laughter and then - "Hey, wait a minute! What the hell did you mean, not this week?!" Caroline's question only got a cheeky backhanded wave as the Seer walked away.
Nova as inwardly promised, dropped the tray of lunch off at the stoners den before walking towards History class, she walked right on in when she saw the open door, observing the new teacher eating lunch at his desk.
Don't they have a teacher's lounge around here, she thought slightly puzzled, she knocked on the open door, trying for polite since like Bonnie said - it is his first day, best not to shock him with her... Nova-ness, just yet anyway.
"Uh... Hi, I'm Nova Bennett, you wanted to see me after lunch? I could come back a little later if you want?" She offered when she saw he wasn't quite finished with his lunch, hovering at the open door.
"No, it's fine, come in," Alaric replied waving her over, she walked closer to his desk when he did. She frowned at his subpar lunch, shit lunches must be something going around the school today.
"So, did you know that your old teacher had jackass files?" He questioned in a disbelieving tone despite the fact he held the files in question.
"Oh, yeah, everyone knows about it," Nova nodded in acknowledgment, smirking, she confessed proudly, "I worked really hard to get on it."
And she stole her own file once, but, he didn't need to know that.
He also didn't need to know that Nova talked back in most of her classes, she couldn't help that half of her teachers were incompetent and she pointed out the fact whenever they fucked up - but Mr. Tanner had a special place on her own shit list and she made sure to make sure he knew that.
"Anyway... although he had actual files on all the troublemakers, the guy mostly went on and on about two students - a Jeremy... Gilbert? And, well, you," Mr. Saltzman explained, interrupting her reminiscing.
"I'm not surprised, he wasn't a very good teacher and I made to point that out on a regular basis," Nova replied bluntly, looking curiously at the closed file that had her name written on it, in red marker and everything, she feels so special.
"Yeah, I think I'm starting to get that. I talked to the other teachers and they all say the same thing, you're smart, a bit of a smartass but smart. I went ahead and looked at some of your old assignments, and you shouldn't have been getting those grades," Alaric asserted with a frown as he stood up, file in hand.
Nova wasn't exactly surprised she wasn't getting the grades she deserved, she might not have liked the fact Mr. Tanner almost only taught them Mystic Falls history, but still, she did the work and put minimal effort in, but her never-ending wit always got her a couple grades lower than she should have gotten.
"That's why I'm giving you a clean slate -"
"Wait!"
Mr. Saltzman paused, patiently looking at her with a raised brow, the folder in his hand halting over the trashcan next to his desk. "I worked really hard to get on his shit list. I would hate for it to go to waste. Do you think... I could have it?" Nova explained, sheepish at her overreaction to him throwing it away.
"Uh...sure," Alaric replied slightly incredulously as he dubiously handed her the file, she took it, flipping through it with a proud smirk. "Uh, can I ask, what you're going to do with it?"
"Frame it - burn it, I don't know yet," Nova replied absently as she flipped through the printed pages, the detail on her teen rebellion was scarily accurate. Okay, that's not super fucking creepy, she thought sarcastically.
"Hey, remember, clean slate. Unfortunately, I can't erase the bad grades you did get, but I'll be grading you fairly from now on." Alaric asserted when she started walking out the room, sitting back down to finish his lunch.
"Thanks, Mr. Saltzman," Nova replied with a pleased smile as she left the classroom, bumping into Jeremy on the way out the door.
Nova silently showed him the folder, wiggling her eyebrows, she laughed softly when his eyes lit up in recognition. Letting him enter the classroom, she hurried to find a vending machine before her French class started, still starving.
The rest of the school day passed in a haze for Nova as she tried not to obsess over her Vision and focus on school, but she couldn't get the eerie sound of screams out of her mind for the rest of the day.
"I need your help," Caroline announced after their last class, appearing to be uncharacteristically nervous for some unknown reason.
"That's the theme of the day, or year, whatever - what's up?" Nova asked absently as she pulled all of her books into her messenger bag, grunting when the sudden weight nearly tore her arm off. Fucking seven hells, she thought as she glared at her heavy school books.
"At Stefan's birthday party, I kind of flirted with Matt? And I think he kind of flirted back?" Caroline blurted out, clutching her school books to her chest, she looked around to see if anyone heard her, apparently paranoid as well as nervous.
"Why do I sense question marks in that statement?" Nova asked in amusement as she slammed her locker closed, before sending a quick text to Jeremy to meet her by her car in a few minutes.
"I don't know, Nova. I just - I was feeling crappy about the fact I'm apparently going to be eternally single because no one wants me, and he comforted me and then we flirted, kinda." Caroline explained all in one breath, still looking around nervously.
"Okay. First, of course, people want you. But you're kind of intimidating, Care," she pointed out, the blonde shrugged as she couldn't deny the fact.
"Also, so what? You flirted with Matt. What's the big deal? I flirt with everyone at least once, or twice." Nova finished with a grin, leaning her shoulder on her locker, she patiently waited for her best friend to reply.
"I don't know?! Maybe it's because Matt and Elena were a thing once. A serious, first love, puppy love thing. How the fuck am I going to tell her I want to cuddle with her ex-boyfriend!?" Caroline exclaimed, very loudly, apparently not caring that people could hear her anymore. They did hear her, and they sent her odd looks.
And, of course, like the cliche her life is; Elena and Bonnie happened to be walking up to them when the blonde yelled. The reincarnated teen cringe at the shock radiating from both of them but Elena in particular.
"Uh, Caroline, I think you just did..." Nova responded to her heavily breathing blonde friend, still cringing, she pointed to the other teens that had halted in surprise.
"Oops?" Caroline responded dejectedly, not bothering to turn around until the very last moment.
"I'm gonna go. We're gonna go, so you two can - yeah, talk." Nova said hurriedly after a moment of silence, she grabbed her twin sister's hand on the way, and they left before it could get any more awkward.
This is why she doesn't date, especially in this small town, too many chances of your friends crushing on the same person or dating your friend's ex, she recalled her many reasons she chose not to date as she escaped the awkward situation.
Turns out, tutoring someone is a lot harder than she thought it'd be, it also didn't help that the idiot had been purposely failing all of his classes since his parents' funeral.
When she found that out, it'd been much too late to back out without looking like an asshole, so she just sighed in resignation at his sheepish expression and settled in for a long night at the Mystic Grill as she did her best and to try to help him, and study herself.
"I don't understand how you have such good grades and manage to have a social life at the same time," Jeremy commented dryly after just thirty minutes of studying.
"Easy. I don't sleep, much." Nova replied honestly, he huffed in amusement at her very much serious reply before she pulled his attention back to his school books.
They started with Math before moving to other subjects quickly so they could finally dive into History, mostly covering town History - the History that wasn't shrouded in coverups - for his extra credit paper that Mr. Saltzman was so gracious to give him.
It wasn't long before Jeremy grew frustrated with how long they'd been studying, which in turn made her frustrated. "Hey, guys. Hows the studying going?" Jenna asked as she came up to their booth, grinning knowingly at the unamused looks they both gave her.
"Better than I thought it'd be," Nova reluctantly admitted, as it could be much worse - though teaching was going to go into the 'never doing' mental pile she made for future careers, she's kind of fucking terrible at explaining complicated stuff.
Jenna figured they could use a break after they told her how long they'd been studying for, and though hesitant to break their momentum, so to speak, she bribed them with burgers and chili cheese fries, which they were easily won over by.
They were eating a second serving of fries that they decided to share when Jenna started staring intently something behind Nova; the reincarnated teen grinned when she turned to look behind her and saw their new History teacher eating at a table behind them.
"He looks new in town," Jenna commented lightly, trying to sound nonchalant when she saw she'd been caught staring.
"He's our new History teacher," Jeremy explained to his aunt, sharing an amused and knowing glance with Nova; let the Jalaric ship begin to sail, she thought in excitement.
"Oh, History teacher, huh. I like a man who can dine alone. A quiet strength." Jenna replied and then abandoned all subtly to continue looking at an oblivious Mr. Saltzman.
"What happened with that scumbag you went out with? Again," Nova added the last part under her breath, knowing that Jenna's ex-boyfriend was kind of a sore topic, as the scum had basically had her run out of town, using college as a valid excuse - but still, she was curious if everything had gone the same.
"Yeah, that guy? He ditched town and basically dumped me in a text message," Jenna told her with a grin, trying not to sound hurt, but she sounded not only hurt - but bitter.
"Wow, what a bag of dicks," Nova commented casually as she aggressively bit into the last cheese fry, irritated at the person who actually sent that text.
"Yeah. I've sworn off men forever, but... that doesn't mean I can't look." Jenna smiled at them before continuing to do just that, she leaned back on her side of the booth to get a better look.
Nova was going to make a joke about 'switching teams', but Jeremy cut her very funny joke with a suggestion, "Well...I could introduce you."
"Maybe later, for now, I think I'll just stick to the look don't touch policy," Jenna waved off the suggestion with a grin, turning towards them again after one more fleeting glance towards Alaric.
"So, what about you? Any boys - or girls, you've been dating lately?" Jenna asked the girl who was practically family given how much time she spent in the Gilbert household, obviously eager to get the subject off her own dating disasters.
Nova looked away from her phone, she'd been in the middle of texting Caroline - Apparently, while Elena thought it was a little weird, she wasn't mad at the blonde for liking Matt. She assumed that Jenna was talking to her because she was the only bisexual at the table.
Jeremy started playing a game on his own phone, clearly bored with the conversation.
"I've been busy lately, with school and... other things. Besides that, I don't really date." Nova replied honestly as she could, throwing her phone into her bag, she started placing her school things in.
She could her study later, her head was still slightly suffering from the hangover, and her Vision, which she almost went an entire hour without thinking about.
"Really? What about that guy Elena told me about? Stefan's older brother?" Jenna prodded, appearing way too interested in a highschooler's love life.
Though she couldn't blame her, all of Jenna's old friends are either in college or getting married and pregnant - and not necessarily in that order.
"Only in his dreams - on that note, I have to pee. Come on, move on over." Nova answered quickly as she pushed Jeremy out the booth so she could not only get out of this conversation but use the freaking bathroom.
She had just gotten out of the bathroom, she was ready to go home and binge watch something, anything seeing as Vampires and Spirits, and homework, have been taking up all her binge time, the shame.
Nova was coming up with a reasonable excuse to leave while walking to the booth they claimed - when out of nowhere - a hand seized her arm and yanked her back.
Damon grunted slightly when her knee automatically came in contact with his groin, he let go of her arm more out of shock than pain and then had the audacity to start scowling at her, like she did something wrong.
"You deserved that," Nova commented smoothly, shrugging off his glare with ease, she leaned on the wall next to the dartboard.
"Stefan's planning something. Any idea what it is?" Damon shook off his irritation to ask as he removed the darts from the board, idly playing with them in his hand.
Nova's eyes immediately sought out the youngest Salvatore that seemed to be ordering something at the bar, he was no doubt listening in, but it seemed like Damon didn't care much. This must be the night Damon finally fesses up about the Tomb, she speculated.
"Oh, please. You already know what he wants," Nova scoffed rolling her eyes as she pulled out her phone, texting Bonnie that'd she'd be a little late for their little impromptu family movie night.
It was odd, how their dad randomly decided he wanted to have a movie night.
"No, he isn't very subtle about it. Still, confirmation would be nice." Damon replied faux-lightly, staring at her intently, clearly not going to let it go.
"He wants to know why you're still here. He wants to know why you're here in the first place." Nova confirmed his suspicions, idly playing with her phone.
"I would be gone by now if it weren't for your sister taking what's mine," Damon reminded her in a false-easygoing tone, and then he threw a dart, deliberately missing the board entirely.
She shot him a glare, huffing in exasperation, pissed that the dart had embedded into the wall very close to her head.
"You'll get it back when it's time," Nova replied cryptically, using when Stefan came over as an excuse to leave.
Stupid Salvatore's, she thought in her usual irritation at the brothers.
Apparently, Jeremy also ships Jenna and Alaric together and after introduction them, he wanted to give them time alone to bond. She agreed to the plan, and then they quickly snuck out of the Grill before Jenna could notice their absence.
She had to drive him home before she could go home, which was fine, but by the time she got home she was exhausted all she really wanted to do was go to sleep, unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen tonight.
"How was school?" Rudy asked slightly awkwardly as they watched 'Coming to America' for the hundredth time.
"It was fine," the twins answered tiredly, in unison as always; both had changed into their pajamas and were sharing a bowl of popcorn.
"...Has anything interesting happened in town lately?" He questioned further, causing the twins to share an amused glance.
What were they supposed to say to that; 'Oh, nothing important, dad. Just an increase in Vampires, so people have been dying. Oh, and because of the people dying by Vampires bit, the town's super-secret Councils came back, you know, basic Supernatural drama - and oh, hey, your daughters are right in the thick of it'.
"Nothing really, just the norm," Bonnie replied, lying her ass off, giving her twin a look to say something to back her up.
"Yeah. Just a bunch of boring small town drama." Nova added struggling to contain her slightly inappropriate amusement.
Rudy hummed and though he was obviously still curious, and slightly suspicious considering the look he shot both of them when he thought they weren't looking, he didn't question them any further that night; it wasn't long before they finished the movie and said goodnight.