Uh, oh. SpaghettiO's
Elena was on the floor, sitting criss cross with the white oak stake in front of her. Eye’s closed with full concentration, she began the spell. “Aptare volo enim grande est mihi. Parvum hoc opus est, nam tunc non potest, utor.” She swirled her hands over the stake, not noticing it began to vibrate. “Aptare volo enim grande est mihi. Parvum hoc opus est, nam tunc non potest, utor.” The candles flames rose to the ceiling. “Aptare volo enim grande est mihi. Parvum hoc opus est, nam tunc non potest, utor!” El flicked her wrist down forcefully, making everything go silent.
The seconds that ticked by felt like hours to the doppelganger before she opened one eye to see if it worked. Her other eye snapped open when she saw that the stake that used to be the size of her arm, was now a tiny bit smaller than her pinky. “I did it.” She whispered to herself. “I did it!” Jumping up. “Oh, my god! I did it!” Elena then leaned down to pick up the white oak, examining it. Not believing that after so many weeks of exploding pillows and random things getting set on fire (way, way, way to many things), she finally completed her shrinking spell.
Going to her desk where she kept her grimoire that Tessa gave her, El began flipping through the pages of previous spells. Finally stopping on one page that said “To Whom It Belongs.” She read over the spell, making sure she could understand and pronounce the greek lettering. Even though it wasn’t going to be as big of a spell she just did, Elena knew she needed to be careful. Since she used up alot of her magical energy doing the shrinking spell. With the wooden stake in her left palm, she began chanting. “Η καρδιά μου είναι καρδιά. Κανείς δεν θα το αγγίξει που δεν είναι εγώ. Η χρήση του είναι μόνο για τα χέρια μου.”
When the spell was completed, the shrunken stake glowed a soft turquoise color before originating back to its normal state. Elena just blinked at it. “That’s it? Well, I hoped it worked.” She then pulled out the items to make a necklace that she got from the local craft store. After a few minutes of struggling with a few curse words thrown into the mix, the white oak stake necklace was complete. Holding it up by the chain, inspecting it with a smile, before clasping it around her own neck.
Knowing she wasn’t going to get anything else down before the comet. She grabbed her backpack and opened her door to see Jenna running around. “You good?”
Jenna jumped in surprise. “Elena! Jeuses, you scared me.” El just shrugged her shoulders with a smirk as her aunt kept talking. “Okay, question. Do I look like an adult? As in respectable parental?”
El leaned against her doorway. “For the parent-teacher conference right?”
Jenna nodded before pulling her hair up. “Hair up or down?”
“I think down.” El told her as Dasher walked to them. “What’d you think Dasher, up or down?”
Down! It’s more Jenna.
She held in a snort. “He says down. Suits you more.” More EL gave Jenna a playful wink. Causing Jenna to laugh.
“You and that dog.” Combing her hair with her fingers to make it look less messy. “It’s like you can read each other's mind.”
The dog and witch locked eyes, with an amused look. “Yeah, something like that.” The oldest Gibert girl then changed the subject. “Where’s Jer? Haven’t seen him all morning.”
“He left early.” Jenna retold her what she heard. “Something about getting to Wood Shop early to finish a birdhouse.” Pausing to see the look on her niece’s face “There is no wood shop, is there?”
All Elena had to do was shake her head.
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Pulling into school, Elena was not looking forward to talking with Stefan. Hoping she could just avoid him, even if she knew that was almost impossible. But, she didn’t want to have the conversation with many people who had no idea who their fellow classmates were. She was so busy in her own thoughts, she didn’t hear someone calling her name. Until a hand was placed on her shoulder.
“Elena!” Bonnie yelled.
“Oh, hey, What’s up?”
“I texted you like ten times this morning.” Bonnie seemed annoyed. “And you didn’t answer. What the hell? You always answer.”
They reached Elena’s locker, and as El opened her door she answered the Bennett witch. “I was busy.”
“With what?” Bonnie pushed.
The doppelganger rolled her eyes. “Getting ready for school, journaling, making plans to commit murder, the usual.” Being completely serious, but the other witch didn’t know that.
The other witch blinked in surprise. “Since when did you make those kinds of jokes?”
“Who said I was joking?” The doppelganger shut her locker with a little too much force. “And if we’re playing twenty-one questions, why are you being all question-y?” Turning to Bonnie with a raised eyebrow.
Bonnie just blew out a breath. “Sorry. It’s the party last night. With that attack and then the beer bottle...”
“Then ask your Grams.” El shrugged. “She would probably have something to say.”
Bonnie scoffed. “Yeah, right. Only if I want more stories about ‘Ultimate Power.’ No thanks.”
“Is your Grams, Paplatine?”
“Who’s Paplatine?”
Just then, Elena saw Caroline come around a corner, talking with some cheerleader. “Uh, no one. Hey, I’ll see you later. Need to talk to Care.” Without even waiting for a response, Elena walked up to the girl. “Caroline, hey.”
Caroline’s bubbly personality shown through. “Oh, hey, Elena.” Giving her a big smile.
El opened her mouth to speak, before spotting Stefan walking down the halls. “Shit.” She mumbled, before turning her attention back to the blonde. “Are you free after school? I really need to tell you something.”
She then goes through her planner, while Elena was shaking her leg. “Yeah I’m free. The Grill? We could invite Bonnie”
“Actually,” The witch cleared her throat. “My house after school, just us. If you didn’t drive, I can. Pretty sure Jer left his helmet here last night.”
“Sounds great!” Caroline told her. “You want me to bring snacks?”
“Yeah, sure. Uh, excuse me.” Elena mumbled before speed walking the opposite direction to where Stefan was. “Way to close.” She whispered.
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She could ignore the stupidly handsome vegan vampire decently in the halls, but as soon it was in the classroom. It was Hell. Elena hair on the back of her neck would raise every few seconds, since he never stopped looking at her. Rather it was from confusion about her noticeable running away or by the fact she looked like his ex-vampire girlfriend. She didn’t know, but that didn’t stop her from booking it out of Tanner’s classroom. What did stop her apparently was the chest of a certain someone she was avoiding.
Almost falling on her ass from the collision and dropping her grimoire on the floor. Cursing herself she muttered an apology, trying to grab the book to stop him from seeing the pages, but it wasn't enough. He obviously couldn’t read it since it was a mix between three languages. English, Latin, and Greek, but he’s been on this earth for over a hundred years. Stefan knew witchcraft when he saw it.
He slowly raised his head to look at the seemingly normal girl, who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but there, with undoubtable shook. “You’re a…”
“Maybe we should have this conversation outside of school walls?”