AN: And the sequel to "Bonnie and Damon: My version" Is here at last! You might need to read the first one to understand this… but I'm not sure.

Summary: Bonnie and Damon, after facing Katherine and denying their feelings for so long, are finally together. But, Tyler Smallwood (using the name from the book) is back from boarding school… as a werewolf. He becomes infatuated with Bonnie and will do anything to take her away from the vampire she loves. Damon knows someone is out to take Bonnie away from him, but how can he stop them if he doesn't know the very culprit is right under his nose? And, who will Bonnie chose in the end? Damon or Tyler?

Bonnie POV

After a week of a peaceful Spring Break- most of which was spent with my vampyric love, Damon Salvatore- school was back in cession. Damn. I was really beginning to enjoy my time off, too. But, I couldn't change the school schedule. Unfortunately. If I could, we would have a lot longer breaks and a lot less time spent in school.

I was waiting for my two friends, Matt and Meredith, at the front entrance of the school. Damon and I had rode together, accompanied by Damon's vampire brother Stefan and his girlfriend- and my best friend- Elena Gilbert. The three of us were beyond bored waiting- it was a very bad idea to try and arrive here early- and my blonde best friend decided to pass the time by telling us some of the latest gossip.

"So, did you guys hear? Tyler Smallwood- you know, the mayor's son- is coming back from the disciplinary boarding school he was at," she stated.

The brothers both looked confused- they moved here after Tyler left. I looked at her shocked. He was coming back? The reason he left to the boarding school was because he had rage issues and often attacked people on a blind rage. His father, along with almost every adult in Fell's Church, felt he was such a danger to our small little town that they sent him away to some reformatory school up in Maryland. And, now, they were sending him back? Great. Just what we needed. Some crazy, short-tempered, teenager.

"Tyler Smallwood? That psycho maniac? Hooray," A male voice said. I recognized it instantly. Matt Honeycutt. One of my closest friends, football team star, and jealous ex-boyfriend of Elena.

He was accompanied by Meredith, who kept quiet, like always. She was never much of a talker as we were growing up, only speaking up to be the voice of reason when it became necessary. Her dark hair was hanging loose over her shoulders, her long legs emphasized by a short skirt the color of her dark grey eyes. She, along with Elena who had a similar apparel on, was beginning to make me feel extremely self conscious.

Damon's voice drifted into my ear, "You shouldn't need to. You're beautiful the way you are. I like the short, curly redheads." I looked up at him and beamed, to which he responded by kissing my on my lips.

"Now, now, students, let's save that behavior for after school. Keep it up and I'll have to give you a detention," Another voice said, coming from behind us. We all turned around and saw Alaric Salzmann, our history teacher and Meredith's boyfriend. He was also how the rest of the group found out about vampires, due to his second job as a vampire hunter.

He wrapped his arms around Meredith's shoulders and she smiled up at him. " I hear I have another student to teach starting today. Oh, joy. As if two vampires isn't bad enough, I need to deal with a kid who's had a history of attacking his teachers. Fun," he said sarcastically.

We all laughed, then headed into the building that was Robert E. Lee High School. Class was going to start soon and it was important for all of it's teachers to be there.

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Tyler POV

Robert E. Lee High. Never thought I'd be seeing this place, seeing as dad decided to ship me out. It didn't change much since the last time I'd been here. Same worn brick exterior, same rusted double doors that led into the hell-hole that every teen in this town called a school. Only one thing was different. A new smell… vampires! Damn blood suckers are at this school! I just wonder if they'll be able to recognize a werewolf when they see one. If they can, then this will be one hell of an interesting school day.

For once in my existence, I was glad Dad had sent me to that school. If he hadn't, I probably would've phased into a wolf right here and now. That stupid place everyone thought was a reformatory school trained young 'wolves. When we first phased, we have trouble controlling our anger and whatnot. Mainly why everything got me pissed off. But, now it was a lot easier to actually manage not punching someone in the face whenever they walked into me in the halls…

I walked into the school and swiped out the schedule I had in my back pocket- I had received it in the mail the day before. Arithmetic was first. Hooray, math. The most boring subject in the history of ever. I traveled the ever-so familiar halls until I reached the room I needed to get to. The teacher- who's name was Mr. Thurman- welcomed me into the class, albeit extremely cautiously. I smirked lightly.

He gave me a seat next to someone I knew well- Bonnie McCullough. I had to do a double take once I saw her again for the first time in years. She really had grown up. Still just as short as ever, but beautiful with curly red hair and bright eyes that were doe-wide and made her look oh-so innocent. With no blemish in sight, puberty really had worked for her.

I took my seat to her right, trying not to loose my cool at seeing her beauty, and checked the dude that was sitting to her left, glaring strongly at me. Yep, he was undoubtedly one of the vamps I smelt heading into this dump- I was lucky I knew how to block my thoughts off so he wouldn't hear me think this.

He was much more good-looking than any human boy could dream of. Dark hair that was disheveled, sapphire blue eyes. And muscles to boot. Any dude would be jealous. Except me, because I had muscles of my own. He wasn't tall, more of average height, even more of a sign that he wasn't from this era. Most people now-a-days were plenty taller than he was. A dark, leather jacket was perched on his broad shoulders, and a lapis lazuli ring rested on his left hand. Yep, definitely a vamp.

I knew he heard my thoughts about Bonnie, which was probably why he was looking at me so viciously. She might be his next meal and he didn't want me interfering. I grinned slightly before getting comfortable in my seat. If he thought I wasn't going to protect the little redhead, he was badly mistaken. I knew the chick since grade school, and I wasn't gonna let her get drained dry.

This class would definitely be interesting.

AN: Soooo, first chappie of the sequel… Hooray! What did you guys think? Like it? Hate it? Some where in between? Let me know in a review! That little button gives out cookies every time you leave one…. Do you really wanna miss out on free cookies?

BTW: I'm putting this on everyone of my story updates, but, a kid in my school just died recently. He was fourteen years old and just about to enter high school. The memorial service is July 15, and I would really appreciate it if you sent your prayers out to the family in helping them to get through their unfortunate loss.