Bonnie sighed as she finally left the school building and hurried to her car. She had promised her Grandma to stop by for dinner at six, and she was running really late by now.
It was one of the days she should have stayed in bed. She really should have. Because the moment she had awoken she had knewn everything would go wrong, and her intuition, if that had been the cause for the premonition, sure as hell hadn't betrayed her.
Muttering to herself, Bonnie remembered how she had left her homework on the desk in her room, had returned to get it when she'd realized it, and had finally been too late for school. When she'd hurried to class she had dropped her homework and it had been scattered all across the hall, where Tyler Smallwood had found it, including a note she had written to Elena in class the day before, in which they had discussed pretty intimate stuff about Elena and Stefan.
Bonnie huffed and ruffled her hair. Everything had pretty much gone straight to hell from there. And after the final bell, when she had hoped to escape school and be able to bury herself in her bed until the bad luck passed and she would once again be able to face the world, she had gotten detention for swearing in the classroom. So after cheerleading practice she sat in a room, bored, doing stupid detention work.
It just wasn't fair.
And it sure as hell wasn't her day.
Of course she had to try several times until her key would go into the lock on the drivers side door of her car.
Damn it all.
She opened the door and was glad to get in the car, because that meant she would be at her Grandma's soon. And more importantly it meant she could finally leave school grounds.
She hadn't even finished that thought, when she knew there was something wrong yet again. And this time it wasn't the kind of wrong that meant detention or dropping your stuff in the school hallway.
There was someting in the parking lot with her, she knew it with uncanny certainty. And whatever it was, it wasn't human.
That would just make my day. She thought, wishing herself back to the days in which she hadn't known of vampires and witches, the days in which she had believed her grandma to be a silly old lady telling ghost stories.
Bonnie hurried getting in the car. She could feel the presence in the parking lot drawing closer. There were light footsteps on the pavement. Cold sweat started covering her palms, her heart beat so fast in her chest that she had trouble breathing.
And she couldn't close the car door fast enough. She knew it was there, even though it was too dark for her to see anything beside the few lights that were illuminating scattered windows in the school building.
She wouldn't get the chance to cll for help when that thing, whatever it was, got to her. She knew that as sure as the fact that, if she didn't leave right now, she would leave this parking lot in a body bag.
Cold breath tingled on her skin, just when she finally slammed the door shut and started the engine in a hurry.
It took three fucking times until it finally roared to life.
Bonnie drove to her grandmas faster than ever in her life.
She didn't look back once.