Living With Damon and Stefan

Intense Stares

"So Bonnie, what did you say your last name was?" I asked as casually as I could.

"Hmm? Oh, Bennett." she said.

"Ah." A Bennett. She was Emily's decendent.

"Why do you ask?" she questioned.

"Oh, I was just wondering... The Founders party is in a few weeks... The Bennetts weren't one of the founding families, were they?" I asked.

"No, they weren't. My grams always say we're decendent from powerful women, though. But then again, she also says we're decendent from 'powerful witches.'" she said, laughing.

I frowned in thought. So she didn't know that she was a witch then.

"Sorry, I'm rambling." she said, noting my lack of response.

"What? No, sorry I was just thinking about something." Before anyone could reply, I turned to Jeremy. "I gotta go, I had a great time... We should do it again some time yeah?"

"Wait, what? Why do you have to go?" he asked, clearly upset.

"I have to be back at the house by 6... Damon needs my help with something."

"Okay.." he said.

"I'll call you?" I said.

"Yeah, sure." he said, his face lighting up again.

I smiled and turned to walk out the door.

Once I was outside, I pulled out my phone.

Me: damon come pick me up

Damon: why so early? :/

Me: ill explain in the car... just hurry up

Damon: righto... be there in 2

When Damon showed up I climbed in the car.

"So... How come you wanted to me to pick you up so early?" he asked hesitantly, probably worried about me bursting into tears cause I'd had my heart broken.

"Don't worry Damon, it's nothing like that." I said. He seemed to relax a little.

"So what happened?" he asked.

"We have a witch on our hands." I said.

"A witch?" he said.

"Yes, a witch. More precisely a Bennett." I said.

"A Bennett? Wait, that would mean..."

"That she is a decendent of Emily Bennett, one of the most powerful witches ever known." I said.

"Wait, does she know that you're a witch?" he asked.

"No, she doesn't even know that she's a witch." I said.

"Hmm."

There was silence.

"So how'd it go with Jeremy?" he asked.

"It was fun... I really enjoyed it." I said.

"Good."

"Crap!" I said, slapping myself on the forehead.

"What?"

"I left my bag at the Grill."

Damon suddenly swerved the car, drifting it till we were going the opposite way.

"Show off." I muttered.

He laughed.

Within 3 minutes we were back at the Grill.

I walked in and looked around for my bag.

It was over near the pool tables.

"Marni?" I turned around and saw Bonnie coming up to me.

"I thought you had to go home." she said looking at me with suspicion.

"I do, I just left my bag here." I said. The suspicion dissapeared.

"Oh." she said. Her eyes focused on something behind me. I turned around and saw Damon. I looked at him and rolled my eyes.

"Who is that?" Bonnie said, staring.

"Who's who?" Elena asked, coming up behind Bonnie.

"That," she said, pointing at Damon.

"That, is my brother Damon." I said.

"Really?" Bonnie asked.

"Yeah." I said. I turned around, and looked at Damon again. He was making out that he was looking for me, even though he and I both know that he knows exactly where I am, and when he met my eyes he started walking towards me.

"Marni, did you find it?" he asked, obviously implying the bag.

"No, not yet." I said.

And then Damon made eye contact with Elena. It was intense...

"Elena, Bonnie, this is my older brother Damon. Damon, this is Elena and Bonnie." I said.

"Nice to meet you." Damon said.

"You too." Bonnie said shyly and Elena smiled.

"Oh look it's my bag," I said. "Come on Damon."

"Sure." he said, following me to the pool table.

"What are you doing?" I hissed.

"What?" he asked.

"You know what. Stefan likes her, and here you are having intense stares with her." I said, my eyes narrowing.

He was about to reply, when he cocked his head to the side.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Someones fighting." he said, moving fast to the back door. I ran after him. He opened the door and I saw two figures going at each other.

Those two figures were Jeremy and Tyler Lockwood.