Prison world high

. Chapter 1 ~ pancakes .

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Waking up in my ex-boyfriends bed reaches the next level of pathetic. I woke up in sweat, my heart racing, skipping beats. His journals floating, I let out a deep breath and stared at the journals until they went back into place gently.

"Only if you were here to see this stef..." I said to myself peeling myself out of bed. I pushed my black hair back and pulled a shirt from Stefan's drawer over my head. I walked into the bathroom then into Damon's room to see him asleep again.

"Damon can you wake up... I need to borrow some of your jeans," he lifted his head to see my slim, hour glass figure hug the shirt I was in. It was just short enough to see my the lower half of my bum,

"If you wanna get naughty, just ask but I'm not sure Elena would be happy." I shot him a bitch face and took out some jeans walking slowly back. I stopped by his bed and ruffled his hair causing him to slap my hand away. I smirked and walked back into the bathroom. Sliding them on slowly.

"Hmm...just another day in this repeating world filled with nothingness... FUCKING WONDERFUL!!" I shouted throwing the soap bar at the wall,

"Iz you alright.." Bonnie spoke softly though the door, I opened it and hugged her. She wrapped her arms around me. It was funny because she was so much smaller than me. Bonnie was my rock when my powers blew up after my parents died. Bonnie was soft, warm and caring. If I went the other way I would have definitely dated her. The hug stopped and me and her ran downstairs.

"Well..well, miss angry bird... next time scream a little bit louder." Damon said in a snarky tone. He was standing at the grill, yet again making blueberry pancakes, bourbon as usual in his hand. Funny thing is Bonnie and Damon hated each other. I loved them both, there were moments when they got along in these past few weeks. But I swear if I eat another blueberry pancake I will loose my shit.

"Again..." Bonnie said hand on her hip, I followed lead balancing my hand on my hip. Damon rolled his eyes and stuck another pancake on a plate. Bonnie sat down to do her daily crossword. She could never figure the last one out. I remember when me and Bonnie met, I was just the new girl in mystic fall. We clicked, Damon took some time, and that is when I fell for his brother. I hate to say but at first he was reluctant me and Stefan were fine as just friends. But a few months after Elena chose Damon. That's what happened.

We were pretty good. Until I died,
"Still not got that one," I said to her examining the paper. I sat down next to her and poured all three of us a coffee.
"Okay, Damon I know you are a smart ass but did you have to fill out the crossword on my paper." She said harshly staring back at a confused Damon,

"Bon Bon I have not a single clue on what you are talking about. Ask little miss magic, you know the one that can actually do magic and isn't..hmm" he put his finger on his chin and looked up. Forcing a 'thinking' face,

"Isn't useless." He said harshly staring at her deeply. If I wasn't completely wrong I sensed a lot of sexual tension. She slammed the news paper on the table and stood up still aggressively staring,

"Well if Damon didn't do it, and I didn't do it. Then who did?" I said breaking up the anger in the room. Damon gave me the look and Bonnies face shocked.

"No..no..no absolutely no there is nobody. Hey listen nobody here other than us." He said while painting white fangs on the pancakes with whipped cream. Bonnie hated that,

"Well, I wouldn't bet on ghost...have a little spirit Damon." I said jokingly, picking myself up to get to the pancakes. I ripped of a corner of one, Damon's face made me laugh,