I was stuck in History class again with Tanner, while Stelena kept trading Notebook worthy glances. I mostly ignored them and made a bucket list of sorts, mostly things I wanted to do in this life just in case I kicked the bucket earlier than planned. I should also start doing a to do list for each season, because I seriously need to plan ahead. 

Tanner gave me a glare when he noticed I wasn't really paying that much attention to him and I rolled my eyes. Seriously, how long until Damon kills him? He should speed up his schedule. Also, no, I'm not planning on saving his sorry ass. I want Alaric around, so sorry not sorry Tanner. 

"Originally discovered nearly 5 centuries ago, it hasn't been over Mystic Falls in over 145 years. Now, the comet will be its brightest right after dusk during tomorrow's celebration. Are we bothering you, Mr. Salvatore? Ms. Gilbert?" Tanner explained, before sassing Elena and Stefan. 

The pair dropped their gazes from each other, and the bell finally rang. Thank the Gods for all that is sacred, I was dying of boredom in there. I mean, it's not like this is the first time I'm having History. Sure I need to study a bit, because of the town history but even that I already knew plenty from the show and the vampire diaries wikia. 

Elena left with Stefan and I went to search for my blonde best friend. I quickly found her, she had left me alone to suffer through Tanner so the first thing I did when I got near her was pinch her arm. 

"Bitch you skipped class and left me alone not only with freaking Tanner but also with a Stelena love fest." I hissed at her. 

"Sorry, but we got home late yesterday and I fell asleep." She replied, giving me a sheepish grin. 

I rolled my eyes at her, but all in good fun. 

"So let's met later at the grill ?" Caroline asked, as the bell rang. She had another class, while I didn't have anything else for the day. 

"Sure." I agreed. Caroline gave me a wink and ran of to class, leaving me shaking my head at her. 

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I walked into my Gram's home and called out. "I'm home." 

"In the living room." The old woman replied loudly. I threw my books into the kitchen counter and put my bag in one of the chairs. Gram's place was what you would expect- a mix between wiccan stuff, hippie style and books. It showed her witch personality, her teacher personality and her happy drunk hippie personality. 

I stepped into the living room to find her watching some tv show while sipping on some alcoholic beverage, I wonder if she was always like this or if she became like this when her daughter left. 

"Sup Grams." I greeted, taking the opened bottle that was on top of the table and closing it. 

"Tomorrow is the night of the comet." The old drunk witch lady stated, looking at me all serious. Of course I know that already woman, maybe if you hadn't kept my magic from me I could be truthfully with you, I thought to myself.

"What of it?" I asked in return. "Tanner already talked about it today in class."

"The comet is a sign of impending doom. The last time it passed over Mystic Falls, there was a lot of death. So much blood and carnage, that it created a bed of paranormal activity." She answered, taking a another sip. 

No wonder cannon Bonnie though the older woman was hitting the end of the bottle way to many times, she hasn't even tried showing a feat of magic but she's giving creepy ass warnings about evil comets?

"Right, did you read that in your tarot cards Grams?" I replied sarcastically. 

"I'm giving you a warning Bonnie, dark times lay ahead." Sheila replied. 

"What language are you speaking?" I sassed, done with this shit. If she can't be truly truthful with me that she better not expect me to listen to her ramblings. "Cause it sounds like bullshit."

"Bonnie Bennett, clean your mouth child." The older witch snapped at me. 

"Whatever." I replied rolling my eyes. I quickly left the living room, ignoring Sheila calling after me. I went to the kitchen and grabbed my bag, before living the house. And yes, I did hit the door with all my strength. 

Sue me, I'm physically a teenager I can throw temper tantrums all I freaking want. 

---

I headed straight to the Grill, I still had a an hour before Elena and Caroline showed up anyway. I choose a table outside to grab a little bit of afternoon sunshine and ordered a Greek Salad and a natural orange juice. I made myself comfortable enough and pulled a small leather book from my bag. 

While I had been more interested in studying the old grimoires in my attic I also had a lot of other reading materials. Like the diaries of my witch ancestors, so before leaving the house this morning I grabbed a random journal. I had wondered why Sheila had let all those books and grimoires get dust in my attic while she could use them, I came to the conclusion that she probably had the most powerful grimoires with her and her house was too small to hold all the stuff in the attic anyway.

I knew that Emily's grimoire was stuck in daddy Salvatore's grave, but I didn't feel like grave robbing tonight. But I would have to do it eventually anyway. That, or I would let Damon get it's paws on it. 

I opened the cover, and read the first page to myself. 

My name is Maisie Bennett, writing on the twenty first day of September in the year seventeen hundred forty five in Massachusetts, one of the England Colonies. 

I have been gifted from birth with a gift that has run through my blood since the beginning of time, I am one of Nature's children as was my mother before me and her mother before her. I am but sixteen Springs of life, but as it is my duty to pass on the gift I have chosen to write down my thoughts, so that my actions can serve as examples for the next gifted ones of my bloodline. 

While our line was once free of servitude the new world has been colonized by the Empires of the Old World, our proud line has been bound in shackles for the past hundred years. We now serve the white men for our skin is darker, I have yet to understand the principle behind slavery. 

My mother was sold as a child to a British family known for their ruthlessness towards their servants, after many years of such treatment she did not last long after giving birth to my younger sister. My dear sweet sister Aurea is now ten springs of life, after the passing of our mother the Lords did not which to spend other servant's time to teaching us the ropes, so instead we were sold. 

Little sweet Aurea was sold out to one of the other colonies, we have long since seen each other. I do know it my heart that she still breathes as I use my gifts to look out for her well being. 

While my new masters are less aggressive than the last ones I have heard that the Lord like to take the slaves into his bed as their reach majority. I'm unsure If I would not have preferred lashes instead. While my mother did warn me not to use these gifts on others, if such a thing we're to happen I would use the power given to me by nature to defend myself. The Master is old of age, looks unappealing and smells like a drunken pirate, I believe the Gods would not judge me harshly if he we're to pass during his sleep. 

During my free time, when I am hidden in my chambers I have been practicing my gift in secret. Although many years have gone by since the Salem Witch Trials, many still believe that the gifts come from the devil or other such things of impure meaning. I have yet to decide if I which to practice healing or creation. Although healing seems useful, the creation of gifted items seems more fun to dabble into. Mother used to tell me stories of gifted ones that created magical items that could heal, that could kill, that could create, that could mold. Not only that, but these items could be used in broad daylight without the white men knowing nothing. 

I shall sleep on the matter, tomorrow I have to be awake by the first ray of light to serve in the kitchens. This journal shall be kept from prying eyes with a spell of my own creation, it will turn invisible to all that do not share the blood of my bloodline. The incantation is "invisibilia et ad omnem sanguinem" and it requires price paid in blood. 

Until a later date, 

Maze B. 

"Bon Bon there you are." I heard Caroline voice waking me up from the journal. I quickly closed the book and pushed it into my bag. 

"Oh hey Care." I replied, giving her a quick smile. My mind was still stuck on the diary of my ancestor, it was incredible. I knew that the Bennett's had been slaves, but still to read the plans and spells of a woman that lived so long ago was amazing. She sounded so strong, that little bit about killing her owner in his sleep made me grin. I wanted to read more, plus that little spell was useful. If I did get my hands on Emily Bennett's grimoire I was doing that spell on it, I didn't want Damon to have it. 

"You look a little bit on the moon." The blonde commented, as she took a seat in front of me. "I got here earlier than expected, my mom texted that she forgot to go shopping so I decided to just come here to have lunch." 

"I was reading this journal of one of my ancestors, so I'm kind of stuck thinking about it." I replied, as Vicky finally appeared with my juice and quickly took Care's order. 

"Did it have any dirty bits?" Caroline asked, lifting her eyebrows at me with a smirk on her face. 

"Well, she did mention a plan to kill her 'lord' if he tried to drag her into his bed." I replied, rolling my eyes. The woman lived in the eighteenth century, not in the twenty's. "She also seemed totally practical about it." 

"Well you had to get you genes and personality from somewhere." Care teased, but then again she was right- I was cold hearted and practical, no wonder I liked Maisie well enough from just reading an entry in her diary. 

I was about to reply when Elena arrived and greeted us. "Hey guys, I thought I would be the only one getting here earlier. Aunt Jenna forgot to make lunch, what about you guys?"

"Hey Elena." Caroline greeted back. "My mother forgot to go shopping, so here I am." 

After that both of them turned towards me, as if to say 'what about you?'. 

"Grams was being annoying." I replied, sighing. Ok, so maybe I could have handled that thing with Sheila better, but still. "So I just ignored her, threw a fit and left." 

"What happened?" Elena inquired, with that tone that I translated to 'I pity you'.

"Well, I was talking to Grams, and she said the comet is a sign of impending doom. The last time it passed over Mystic Falls, there was lots of death. So much blood and carnage, it created a bed of paranormal activity or some shit." I ranted, quoting my grams about the damn evil comet.

"Yeah, and then you poured Grams another shot and she told you about the aliens." Caroline sassed, although she looked at me with narrowed eyes. Well I did tell her that this town was the new hellmouth, evil comets should fit right in. 

When I didn't say anything else, the blonde cheerleader turned towards the doppelganger. "So, you and Stefan yesterday. What happened?"

"Nothing." The Petrova replied, shrugging. 

"What do you mean nothing?" I inquired. I mean, did they really just stared at each other with stars in their eyes all night? Sounds boring. 

"We just talked." Elena replied. 

" You and Stefan talked all night? There was no sloppy first kiss or touchy feely of any kind?" Care asked, and I nodded along with her. If I didn't know better I would say that either Stefan was gay or that Elena's Petrova vajayjay wasn't working. 

"Nope. We didn't go there." The female Gilbert replied, starting to feel a little bit pressured by our judgy looks. 

"Not even a handshake? I mean, Elena, we are your friends. Ok? You are supposed to share the smut." Caroline said, sounding exasperated. I agreed, I was a freaking virgin in this body so after all the years with no sex plus the teen hormones I would appreciate some smut. 

"We just talked for hours." Elena replied. 

"Boring." I said, rolling my eyes at miss little innocent. 

"OK, what is with the blockage? Just jump his bones already! Ok, it's easy. Boy likes girl, girl likes boy, sex!" 

"Profound." Elena replied, rolling her eyes. All of a sudden she got up, as if she had been shocked. 

"What are you doing?" I asked, looking at her as if she was mad.

"Caroline's right. It is easy. If I sit here long enough, I'll end up talking myself out of it instead of doing what I started the day saying what I was going to do." She said, before grabbing her stuff and leaving. 

"You go girl." Caroline called after her, before grinning at me. "They grow up so quickly." 

"She's not going to get any anyway." I replied, recalling the episode in question. 

"But at least she tried, when are you going to get laid bitch?" Caroline inquired jokingly. "I don't want my best friend to end up as a nun." 

"When I find a hot male that's not a douche." I replied, taking a sip from my juice. "In this town males are either in relationships, idiots or not that much to look at."

She was about to reply when Vick appeared with our orders. My Salad and Caroline's hamburger with curly fries. The conversation changed towards other themes like which Charmed power was the coolest. We quickly finished our meals and paid our bills. I was about to go home to read more on my ancestor's Diary when Caroline grabbed my arm. 

"Where do you think you going missie?" She asked, smirking at me. "You're going to help out on handing out pamphlets for the comet. Tomorrow too."

"Stupid evil ass comet." I groan. "I should be home preparing to use the damn comet to do some awesome spell." 

"As if, now take your share." Care replied, handing me a bunch of paper. "Of you go, and no pouting."

"Screw you Care." I said, as she prepared to leave. 

"Aww, I knew you wanted to have a girl on girl experience with me." She snaked, winking at me before leaving laughing out loud.

Damn troublesome blondes.