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It was four thirty in the morning, and here I was aimlessly walking around town when I should have been getting a goods night rest. Especially seeing as today's the first day of school but ever since last night when I some how cheated death, I've been unable to get to sleep. Mainly because of these weird feelings and sensations that I've been having. I don't know what the hell is going on with me, but I don't like it.
I mean other than the weird vibes I've been picking up on whenever I'm in the general vicinity of a vampire or a human. I've been getting these weird sensations and mood swings, which seems to change with every breath or step I take. And don't even get me started on when the wind picks up or I feel a gentle breeze brush against my soft smooth skin, it's like I'm going to explode, it feels so good. Hell, I took a shower before coming out here, and I'm a shame to say it was orgasmic. And it's not because of anything I did, because I didn't do anything, it was just the feel of the running water against my skin that sent me into a sort of frenzy. Now normally, based on these symptoms alone, I would say I was a vampire but I'm not. And I know this because when I woke up in the cafeteria I wasn't thirsty or hungry, I haven't drank any blood, and just before leaving the house I downed a shot of whisky laced with vervain, and nothing. So whatever's going on with me isn't vampire in nature, which then leaves me to believe that it's something witchy and luckily for me I just happen to know a witch.
0~o~0
As I stood outside the Bennett house frantically knocking on the front door, many things came to mind. For example, it was now five something in the morning and here I was knocking on Bonnie's door like some kind of mad woman. When in fact I should be at home in bed dreaming about how awesome my senior year is going to be. But as usual nothing's ever that easy for me, and just as that thought passed through my mind, the front door suddenly opened and there standing before barely awake, was my favorite witch Bonnie Bennett in a two piece pajama outfit.
"Sam?!" asked Bonnie, before then breaking eye contact as she turned and looked over at the clock stationed in the living room. Turning back to face me, the young witch takes her left hand and begins rubbing her eyes. "What are you doing here, it's like five twenty in the morning."
"I know and I'm sorry about that, but I really need your help otherwise I might go insane!" I answered
"Ok, What's up?" asked Bonnie immediately followed by a yawn
"Do you remember when you told me to let you know if anything magical happens with me, well let's just say abracadabra."
And with that Bonnie moved off to the side and gestured for me to come in the house.
0~o~0
It took a while and a lot of explaining, but I had finally filled Bonnie in on everything that had been happening with me since my miraculous recovery. And guess what, Bonnie was just as stumped as I was.
"Sam, I wish I could give you some kind of an explanation, but I've got nothing." explained Bonnie.
"So in short I'm screwed." I confirmed with a doom and gloom look now plastered on my face.
Just then Bonnie had a brilliant idea, "Wait here." said Bonnie as she shot up off the couch and headed into another room.
"Wait for what? Bonnie, wait for what?" I asked though I did not receive an answer.
"Just give me a second." yelled Bonnie from the other room
Seeing as I didn't have a choice or a say in the matter. I nervously awaited Bonnie's return, which luckily for me didn't take very long. As the Bennett witch hastily scurried back into the living room with a feather and an unlit waxed candle in hand.
"Remember what to do?" asked Bonnie, just prior to setting the feather and candle down on the coffee table stationed directly in front of me.
"Oh my god not this again." I protested with an eye roll.
"Come on Sam. You said you wanted my help." pointed out Bonnie
"I know but why are we going through this again. We tried getting me to use my supposed powers at the beginning of summer and if you remember correctly we ended up zilch, nadda, nothing, a big goose egg."
"I remember perfectly Sam."
"Ok, so then what makes you think that this time's going to be any different?" I asked
"Because everything's different Sam, you're different. You're not the person you were at the beginning of summer you've changed. So come on, humor me." smiled Bonnie
After a brief moment of silence, I finally and reluctantly agreed to once again try an manifest whatever witchy juju I supposedly had.
"Ok fine, but this is the last time." I pointed out, before then turning my attention to feather as I was going to attempt to make it hover.
"Just remember to clear mind, and to visualize the outcome your trying to make happen.
Following Bonnie's words of wisdom, I placed my right hand over the feather and began visualizing it lifting off of the coffee table. But after a few good long minutes of nothing happening, Bonnie then encouraged me to move on to the candle. Now why we thought I'd be able to light a candle after epically failing to move a feather with my mind was beyond me, but just like with the feather nothing happened.
"See, nothing happened again. Guess I'm not a witch Bon-Bon." I pointed out, just seconds before getting up off the conch on my way to the front door.
"Sam wait." called out Bonnie
Stopping mid stride, I slowly turned to face the Bennett witch. "What now Bonnie?" I asked in a clearly defeated tone.
"Sam just because you couldn't move the feather or light the candle doesn't mean we're wrong, ok? Things like this takes time, and no matter what I know you're a witch. The things you've felt and the way you've felt them just further proves that I'm right." said Bonnie
"Come on Bonnie let's be real. Something's wrong with me and whatever it is it's not witch related, it can't be." I said.
At this point I just wanted all the craziness to finally stop, but as usual I never get what I want. Now it's bad enough that I'm dealing in the supernatural and going up against the first ever vampire hybrid in history, but now whatever magical wackiness I thought I was rid of was now back and working in full swing.
"Sam I'm telling it is." argued Bonnie
"Well if that's the case then I should have been able to move the feather, but as we both saw I can't. Hell I can't even light that stupid candle!" I expressed. But just as I gestured to the candle, the entire coffee table suddenly went up in flames.
"Ahh!" I screamed out
Upon shooting me a shocked look, Bonnie smiled and then with the wave of a hand was able to extinguish the flames that had engulfed her coffee table.
With my bottom jaw now hanging and me in shock, I found myself unable to move let alone formulate a proper sentence.
"Well look on the bright side, you weren't able to light a candle but you set a coffee table on fire. If that doesn't prove you're a witch I don't know what does." smiled Bonnie as she tried to make light the situation now at hand. "Sam? Are you alright?"
Tearing my gaze from the semi burnt coffee table, I blankly peered into Bonnie's eyes. "I'm a witch, but…ho…how can that be?" I finally got out.
"One of your parents must have been a witch, or at the very least came from a long a line of witches." answered Bonnie
Upon hearing Bonnie's reasoning for how it was I could be a witch, I was immediately pulled out of my state of shock and placed into a state of frenzy. As the semi Norman Rockwell life that I remembered suddenly began to implode in on it's self. Now adding that to all the things I was already keeping pent up inside, and you'd understand just how overwhelmed I had become.
As my breathing suddenly began to quicken, and chest tightened. Which was accompanied by sweaty palms, and lighted headedness. So in not wanting to deal with this right now, I immediately and with out warning ran full speed out the Bennett house, hopped on my bike and took off as fast as I possibly could. With the sound of Bonnie calling out my name now gradually fading into the background, I was finally able to exhale.
0~o~0
After leaving Bonnie's house, I drove around Mystic Falls for awhile before finally finding at myself at my mother's grave site. Which luckily for me was right next Zach's grave site. You see over the summer I was able to get Damon to compel a few diggers into setting up a grave right next to my mother's so that Zach could be buried with good parent.
But as I now stand here staring at my mother's tombstone I begin to wonder if I ever truly knew her. I mean based on what Bonnie said one of parents had to have been a witch or came from a long lineage of witches for me to suddenly have access to magic. And as much I wish it was from my father's side of the family I know that for a fact that it isn't, which only leaves my mother's side of the family. Who as luck would have it I've never met, and neither had Zach. Mom always just told us that most of her family was dead and that the few that aren't weren't worth meeting. And until now I never thought anything of it but, what if these supposed undesirable relatives can shed some light on what exactly is happening to me. I mean isn't it worth a shot?
0~o~0
It was just going for eight and I had not to long ago just made it back to the boarding house after staying out at Zach's and my mother's grave site all morning. But now home my intention was to go through all of my mother's old belongings which just like Zach's and my father's things were stored in the shed out back. Now as I made my way out the foyer and into the living room, I immediately run into Damon who surprisingly enough was cleaning.
Ignoring the dark, cold, death feeling that I was picking up from Damon. I politely smiled, "And here I never thought I'd see the day."
"Sam?!" said Damon in great surprise as he got up from off the floor. "Wait a second aren't you suppose to be in school?"
"So I ditched no biggie. It's just the first day of school." I replied callously as my eyes drifted down to the mess Damon was cleaning up. "Is that blood? " I asked in shock. Not giving Damon much time to answer I suddenly went off on a mini rant as had yet another thing to add to my world of crazy. "Was it Stefan? It was Stefan wasn't it? God I'm going to kill him."
"Let's just say no emotion Stefan is kind of a dick." said Damon with a small bit of angst visible in his eyes.
"Ok well that's good to know. So where's the emotionless shell once known as my favorite uncle?" I asked
"School, apparently since he's been compelled by the all mighty Klaus to keep Elena safe. He's now Elena's new tail."
"Well at least I'm excused from having to deal with me for a few hours."
"Why what are you up to?" baited Damon
"Just some things came up that I need answers to. So I'll be spending the day just going through all of my mom's old stuff. So yeah." I answered. Before then walking pass Damon on my way to the stairs.
"Oh and Sam one more thing." blurted out Damon as he attempted to regain my attention
"Yea what's up?" I asked, now turning to face Damon.
"We have an unwanted house guest."
"Who Elena?" I joked
"No, Barbie Klaus."
"Barbie Klaus, who in the hell is Barbie Klaus?"
"That would be me. Though comparing me to Klaus is just rude." I suddenly a girl voice chime in from the top of the staircase.
As I paired up at the staircase I was greeted by the sight of a young girl in a black silk like tank top and dark jeans. But what caught my eyes the most were the girls delicate features, starting from icy/natural blonde hair and ending with her light blue eyes. Still a bit confused and little state of shock I glanced over to Damon before then turning my attention back on the blonde bombshell as she now began her descent down the stairs.
Still making her way down the stairs, the young blonde then went on to say, "So you must be Samantha. The girl Salvatore Nik can't shut up about. Well you look tough, no wonder Nik failed to kill you."
"And who are you?" I asked seeing as the young blonde seemed to know more about me that I had originally anticipated.
Stopping just in front of me the young blonde smiles and extends a hand out to me. "My name's Rebekah, Rebekah Mikaelson."
Upon hearing the girl's last name I immediately turn and shoot Damon a look. "Are you kidding me with this?"
"Well aren't you just charming." said Rebekah with a great deal of under lying tones. As she then retracted her hand after realizing that I was not about to shake it.
Picking up on Rebekah's tone I sharply turn my head back towards the girl original, and as I did our eyes met, "You wanna repeat that?" I baited.
"I like a girl with fight, cause it'll make it that much more satisfying when I rip your throat out." pointed out Bekah
"You wanna try it goldilocks." I countered back
"Sam mind if I talk to you." interrupted Damon
Glancing from me to Damon and then from Damon to me, Rebekah just scoff's at me before saying. "Luckily for you I have class get to." stated Rebekah before then walking passing and suddenly vamp speeding out the door.
"Are you crazy? You want to pick a fight with Barbie Original? She'd tear you apart." pointed out Damon as he looked at me like I was in fact crazy.
"I couldn't help it. I felt the dark, death, cold thing again and then boom she says she's a Mikaelson and I lost it. Sorry." I said to Damon
"Wait what dark, death, cold thing?" asked a now confused Damon
Realizing that I had shared way to much, I quickly began trying to switch the topic. "Nothing, you know me I'm just losing it. Besides I should probably get out back and start grabbing my mother's things. I'll catch you later Damon." I rambled on as I made my way out the front door.
Following a sigh of relief, I walked around the estate until finally making it to the shed. And as I jimmied the lock and opened the door, dust flew in my face. But after dealing with that I then peered into the shed and saw boxes and boxes of stuff. All of them covered in cobwebs, and it was at that precise moment that I knew I'd be digging through all this for the rest of the day, and luckily for me I already had no intentions of going to that bonfire tonight.