Magic Lives Here

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Sasha tossed and turned in bed that day, she kept seeing the same things; Stefan Salvatore... a man in black... a crow... Elena...

She didn't know what it all meant but images were just flashing in her head until she woke up with a start when she heard a loud bang.

She sighed in relief when she saw Bonnie.

"Hey." Bonnie greeted. "Sorry, I just need to borrow that cute vest you got from Hollister." The younger Bennett twin spoke as she walked up to her sister's closet.

"Is knocking not a thing anymore?" Sasha grumbled as she stretched out her arms and yawned.

"Oh please, like you ever knock." Bonnie spoke.

Bonnie started going through Sasha's stuff. "You know, you really should learn to clean up in hear, Sash."

"Why? To make it easier for you to come in and steal stuff?" Sasha asked sarcastically.

"Exactly." Bonnie spoke finally locating the vest. She reached out to grab it but froze when something else caught her eye. "Hey, I've never seen this before -"

Bonnie stopped when she pulled the jacket out. She stared at it in confusion.

Sasha realized what it was her sister held and immediately got out of bed and rushed to grab the jacket from her sister.

"Okay," Bonnie spoke, "You need to get rid of that thing. I thought you said that you were over that jerk."

Sasha shoved the closet back into her closet, this time further behind. "I am. It just so happens that that 'jerk' had really good taste in clothes."

Sasha cocked her head to the side. "Sash."

"Bon." Sasha imitated her friend in the same tone. "I promise there's nothing more to it."

She turned back to her closet.

"So what do you think I should wear tonight?" Sasha asked changing the topic.

Fortunately it worked and Bonnie turned back to Sasha's closet.

"I don't know, shorts would be cute but it gets pretty cold at the falls so maybe jeans?"

"Only if I get to borrow your Levi's." Sasha told her sister.

"Deal." Bonnie spoke. "We gotta look cute. Quite frankly, it's sad that our baby sister has a boyfriend and we don't."

Sasha let out a quiet laugh. "Bon you know the only reason you're not seeing anyone is because you're picky as hell and don't give anyone a chance."

Bonnie let out an exaggerated gasp. "Hey, I'm not picky. I just have standards. It's important, you know. Besides, I don't see you running around with anyone either Miss Hotstuff."

"Oh that's easy. I have commitment issues, thank you very much." Sasha responded.

Bonnie rolled her eyes at her sister before she continued browsing through her stuff.

"Hey, how do you think Elena is doing?" Sasha asked as she leaned against her closet door, trying to act casual.

Bonnie stopped what she was doing to raise her brows at Sasha. "You know you keep asking me that, and I keep telling you the same thing."

Bonnie folded her arms across her chest. "Why are you really asking?"

Sasha never got nervous. Her grandmother always said she was much like her in her younger years and she would tell her that her confidence would get her in more trouble than it would do her any good.