Hello, this is my first fanfiction that I've written and I'm not a writer, so... don't expect much; I was bored. English is not my mother language that's why there are some(or many) mistakes in the text. Read and tell me what you think, and if you don't like it, please just skip this story :)

P.S. sorry for weird quotation marks, but in my country we write them like that and my word is programmed for my language...

disclaimer: I do not own the characters, they belong to L., except for Ralph

Bonnie was sitting in the Grill thinking about recent events. Nothing was how it was supossed to be anymore. She was a witch. Great. Caroline was a vampire. Even better. Tyler was a werewolf. Perfect, but it can't get any worse. Oh yeah, it can. Elena was in love with hundred and something-year-old vampire brothers, and in the middle of the some kind of vampire war. Well, not war to be exactly but fight between her anchestor Katherine and, oh, just the oldest vampire walking this earth, Klaus. Yeah, her life sucks and she knows it. Her thoughts were like a river flow now. Enormous and without sense. She had just finished her third shot of tequila when a bartender stood still in front of her.

„I think it was enough for you tonight." I've lifted my eyes, just to meet the beautiful, yellow colored of his and studied him in silence for another minute. God, he was drop-dead gorgeous. He had silky, black hair that fell to his chin and some kind of an emo haircut. At a first sight he may look skinny but from the closer perspective you could see that he was muscular. Under his dark blue T-shirt anyone could notice a well- sculptured chest and a six pack.

I smiled my most convincing 'I'm alright' smile. „Naah, I don't think so." He shot me a look that I could easily read but I chose to ignore it. Damn. I can't even drink without someone disturbing me.

„I think you've had one to many tequila and it's really late so for about half an hour I'll be closing the Grill."

„I haven't had enought tequilas. I still remember who I am." I tried to grab a bottle behind the counter but his reflexes were incredibly fast for one human. His hands stopped me from my goal so I could just lean back in the chair and wait 'till he yields. He leand into my face.

„Go sit in to the booth and wait for me to close. I'll drop you home, and you'll go in the bed and never think about drinking again. Every human problem can be solved without getting drunk."

I blinked. I couldn't grasp what has just happened. Did he try to compel me or what? I was suddenly very sober. He smirked. That reminded me of someone but i can't put my finger on who. He turned to me with his back expecting that I would obey him. I sat dumbfounded. I could act dumb and listen to him or could confront him right now. I decided on the first. Untill he turned, confused why I was still sitting here. Once again he looked me in the eyes. 'A vampire, huh?' crossed my mind.

„ Do what I've just told you."

And with that he winked at me. That was over the line, before I could stop my self I jumped off the chair.

„Are you crazy?"

Shit. Very smooth Bonnie. You certainly act dumb.

He froze. I could see that he was confused.

„Well, fang-boy, I'm not your little puppet. Don't try to use compulsion on me ever again."

He finally managed to compose himself. His face was neutral now.

„What have you just said?"

So, he was the one playing dumb now. Too bad I'm not in a mood to play games.

„Please, we both know what I said, and you perfectly well know what that means."

Now it was my time to smirk. He was still trying to act cool but I could see It would be an accomplishment if he manage to keep that posture.

„I don't understand. How do you..."

And it was gone. His cool exterior vanished and when he looked at me I could see all the emotions playing on his face. He was mostly confused but curiosity won at the end. He was an interesting person, or a vamp. With his extremly hot exterior, slightly shy nature and emphaty that I have registered sometimes during this evening, he wasn't a stereotypical vampire. He was kind of...nice. Not in a Stefan kind of way but in his own. He wasn't a womanizer like you might think because of his good looks, he seemed like a one-woman type kind of guy. Mostly. He wasn't afraid to use his vampire powers, and judging by his strenght, I suppose that he isn't on a Stefan diet, but he used his powers to help me. And I would never expect that of a vampire. So I smiled hoping that he wouldn't be afraid. It was obvious that me knowing his secret upsets him.

„Let me introduce myself first. I'm Bonnie."

He hesitated for a second thinking about my intentions but then he smiled a 1000 watt smile for a second and took my hand in his. He had brought it to his lips and kissed it like a gentleman. I was taken aback. Ok. He is obviously more than 50 years old, if not older.

„I'm Raphael, but you can call me Ralph."

I pulled my hand back.

„Nice to meet you Ralph."

„So how do you know about me?" I could see that he was curious.

„Well...I'm a witch." Pause. „A witch?"

„Yes."

„What's your last name?" He eyed me carefully.

„Bennet." It seemed that he was relieved.

„So you're a Bennet witch. Nice. I have met Emily back in the day. I have never known that she was a witch until I became a vamp..." He stopped talking when he saw me looking at him with mouth hanging open.

„What's wrong?" He asked and in that moment something dawned on him.

„You- you knew Emily?" I was completly dumbfounded.

„Yes I have met her and have saw on few other ocassions when she had come to my town but that's all." He wasn't telling me something but now I knew that he had been born in 1850s.

„Oh, ok, don't worry, I won't press the matter anymore." He went in the kitchen and lights suddenly went off. It figures. It was time to lock.

„It was very subtle of you." I grinned at him. He gave me a puzzled look, which I saw because of the light that came through the window.

„You know...switching the lights off. In translation; it's time for you to go, you're here too long." On that, he chuckled and shook his head. „Funny, but no. It means that it's time for me to go and take you home so that we can both catch a good night's sleep. It's a school day tomorrow."

„So, you're going to my school? How come that I've never noticed you before"

„Because tomorrow is my first day. I have just come here, got the job and enrolled in the school today. Thrust me, you would have noticed me. My charm is inevitable." With that, he opened the door and held them for me. I knew that I shouldn't be surprised but it was weird to see that kind of manners today. He led me to black sports car that I couldn't recognise in the dark but I suspected that it was aston martin DB9, this year's model. If it was, I would really like to see it during the day.

„Nice car."

„I know." He winked at me. „It's a new aston martin."

„DB9?" I asked hopefully. He was surprised at least.

„Yeah." He nodded and opened the door for me. „Jump in."

I did as I was told. The car's interior was as beautiful as his exterior. As I was studying car, Ralph slid in the driver's seat and started the engine. „Where do you live?"

„Erm...little brown house with white windows on the edge of the town. Can't miss it."

He turned his head toward me. „Buckle up."

Who do you think Ralph is?