This will have four/five parts to it.

Basically this is me taking Elena, Bonnie, Stefan and Damon, dumping them in the twisted world of Devil's Kettle under the disguise of the quaint Mystic Falls. Some characters from the movie stayed, like Colin Gray (because he's cute AF) and Ahmet and some others, but the four above are the main characters obv. Elena and Bonnie are a tad (okay maybe more than a tad esp. Elena) OOC because they had to meet Jennifer and Needy somewhere in the middle.

Without further ado.

Chapter One

Sandbox Love Never Dies

Bonnie was sitting in the stands of the gymnasium cheering loudly, something she never did, because her best friend was front and centre of the pep rally. Pushing up her horn-rimmed reading glasses, Bonnie moved a rogue curl out of her face and clapped excitedly as she watched as Elena twirled a cheer-flag and grinned up at her. Bonnie waved at Elena who wiggled her fingers quickly in return before she continued her routine. Bonnie heard a chuckle behind her and barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"I thought you said Elena was your best friend." Someone piped up and Bonnie spun around and locked eyes with Rebekah Mikaelson who flicked her platinum hair over her shoulder as she grinned wickedly. Bonnie sighed, knowing she was about to take the bait.

"She is." Bonnie, turning back to face the dancing cheerleaders that were flanked by the school band doing a loud, near off-key version of some Miley Cyrus song.

"From where I'm sitting it kind of seems like you'd happily trade in your sore excuse of a boyfriend for a tongue-down from your bestie." Bonnie's face scrunched up in disgust as she turned back to the girl and shook her head in annoyance.

"We both know you're just bitter because he's only ever turned you down." Rebecca scoffed and rolled her eyes, turning back to the boy sitting next to her. Bonnie looked back to the band and locked eyes with Stefan who wiggled his eyebrows at her and she grinned in response. The boy was perfection personified; Bonnie still couldn't wrap her head around him asking her out though it was nearing on five months of their relationship. She still remembered the look of shock of Elena's face when her boyfriend's younger brother asked her best friend out. Bonnie had frowned a little, having expected her to be pleased and Elena quickly shot a smile and a 'congratulations' before swishing her hair over her shoulder and eyeing Stefan out from her periphery. Once the pep-rally drew to a close Bonnie skipped down the steps and jogged until she reached Elena who turned and blew out a tired breath and smiled as she pulled Bonnie in for a hug. Waving off the other cheerleaders, she slung an arm around Bonnie's shoulder and steered her out into the corridor.

"Okay, we're going out tonight." Elena said as she led them to their lockers. Bonnie waved at Colin Gray as they passed him and he saluted her in response, his smile wavering when Elena sneered at him and tugged Bonnie away.

"Can't," Bonnie said as she popped open her locker, ignoring Elena's glare, "Mom's on the late shift and Stefan's coming over."

"So blow him off, this is more important." Elena insisted as she primped herself in the mirror set-up in her locker.

"What is?" Bonnie asked as she closed the flap of her messenger bag and closed her locker, leaning against it to look over at her friend who'd winked at the football team captain Tyler Lockwood. Rolling her eyes Bonnie pushed up her glasses and folded her arms, waiting for a response. Elena looked at her and widened her eyes at her friend's dramatics.

"There's a band playing at the Grille tonight."

"…The Grille?" Bonnie asked, "You realise that that place is like five seconds from being declared a toxic wasteland right?" Elena pulled a face.

"Yeah, and? Can't be worse than sticking your tongue down Stefan's throat." Bonnie's eyes narrowed.

"You know, you should try and be nicer to him seeing as he's Damon's brother." Elena snorted.

"Like that's a point in favour of his cause," the brunette tisked, "Besides, Damon and I broke up." Bonnie didn't even bother pretending to be surprised. She looked down at her knitted jersey and picked off stray pieces of lint. "Aren't you going to ask why?" Elena pressed as she shut her own locker.

"No," Bonnie said unapologetically, "In fact, I can tell you why the two of you broke up." Elena's brows arched in response.

"That so?" Bonnie nodded her head with a comically serious expression.

"You cheated on him." Bonnie said, her expression daring Elena to deny it, "Just like last time." Elena rolled her eyes as they began walking to the cafeteria.

"First of all, that 'last time' you're referring to doesn't even count because we were on a break –"

"I'm sure it would have helped if he knew that –" Elena made a shushing noise and waved her hand at Bonnie's face.

"– Semantics," Elena insisted, "And this time it was because I wanted us to be over, he drives me crazy." Bonnie bit her tongue to stop herself from pointing out that there were simpler and 'cleaner' ways to break up with someone but she kept her mouth shut when it came to antagonising Elena, it always ended in a headache. "And stop veering off-topic, you're coming out tonight." Bonnie groaned, Stefan was going to be pissed.

"What time?" Bonnie asked with a reluctant sigh, her frown smoothing out as she laughed when Elena began to clap excitedly.

"I'll fetch you at nine, the band starts at ten, hopefully we can get a drink or two before then." Bonnie shot her a warning glance, "Loosen up Judgy, it'll just be a shot or two or something fruity to tide us over until the music starts." Bonnie huffed but nodded as they came to stand outside of Elena's class. "Now shoo, I'll see you tonight, oh, and wear something cute okay?"

"Behave." Bonnie called over her shoulder, smiling to herself when she heard Elena giggling as she walked into the classroom.

"What do you mean I have until nine with you?" Stefan asked with a sigh as he ran his hands through his hair while Bonnie dug in her closet.

"Elena wants to go to some gig or whatever tonight." Bonnie's voice came out muffled as she waded her way through her closet.

"So say no?" Stefan said, like it was the most obvious thing and Bonnie sighed as she tossed another peasant shirt aside in her quest to assemble a worthy outfit.

"Can't, already said yes." Stefan shook his head in quiet disapproval as he watched Bonnie come out holding a red top up against her chest. Chewing her bottom lip she pulled the tank top she was wearing at present up and over her body and pulled the red v-neck t-shirt on. Tilting her head to the side and ignoring the burning sensation that Stefan's gaze was leaving on her skin as he watched her. Yanking it off with a growl she stormed back to her closet and began throwing more clothes out.

"Why are you getting ready now anyways? It's only eight, I vote you keep the top off and come out here and make it up to me." Bonnie stuck her head out of the closet and tisked at him, though she was smiling. He held his hands out to her and she pursed her lips as she stepped fully into his view. She hadn't put another top on and Stefan's bright eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her in her bra and skin tight jeans. You could never see her curves because Bonnie had been conditioned to hide them under lumpy sweaters and oversized thrift store tops. She came to stand in front of him, his hands immediately resting on her ass and she tucked her hair behind her ears nervously, a by-product of the way he was looking at her and he grinned, standing to his feet. Towering over her he slowly took her glasses off, moving away momentarily to put them on her desk before he came back to her. He then worked his hands from her shoulders to slide down her arms before they found her hips. He watched as Bonnie's chest heaved as her breathing hitched. Her iPod chose that moment to change over to "Chances" by the Strokes. Stefan's grip tightened on her hip bones and he pulled her body to his as she stood up on the balls of her feet, bring her face closer to his and lining their hips up with one another's. He dipped his head and kissed her with that quiet passion that untied the lines Bonnie wound herself up in with her frazzled thinking. He moved his mouth over hers and she pulled air in through her nose as she met him with equal force. He lifted her up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, wriggling in delight when he moved his hold to her behind. He smiled against her mouth and she ran her tongue over the seam of his bottom lip and he opened it without hesitation, coaxing her tongue to meet his. He moved blindly backward until the backs of his legs met with her bed and he eased them down onto it so he was sitting on it with her straddling him. He broke the kiss to tug off his Ramones shirt and look up at her from under his long lashes. Bonnie's small hands ran over his chest and stomach in awe and a smile pulled at the corner of his mouth, he loved it when she looked at him this way. Like she loved him too. Pulling her body against his with his hands at the small of her back a growl rumbled through Stefan's chest at the feel of her skin against him as they kissed. Bonnie settled her weight on his lap and wasn't even aware when she began to move her hips rhythmically, drawing out hot breaths from her boyfriend's mouth as she worked him up. Faster than she thought possible her body was bouncing on the mattress as he threw her onto her back and he crawled to hover over her. He moved with a predatory edge that would surely be her undoing. She moaned against his mouth as he pressed himself against her and tugged at her bottom lip, his hands gripping her thighs as her legs were spread to accommodate his weight between them. Bonnie's hands clawed at his back as they continued to kiss, feeling every muscle move and contract as he hovered over her. Stefan's fingers dug into the space just under the waistband of her jeans and she could feel them inching towards her zipper, but if anything, she wanted him to get there faster, this spiralling high he'd brought to life in her chest was leaving her breathless. A ragged breath spilled from her lips as he pulled at her jeans and he moved away, causing her to frown a little as he pulled off the item, doing the same for himself quickly and returning to cover her body with his moments after. Bonnie could feel herself getting wet as the sensations he was pulling from her body became more and more intense. They hadn't had sex yet but she wanted it, she wanted it more than she wanted to wait. And she wanted him now. Stefan clawed gently at the sides of her body as he moved lower down, grinning against her skin when he noticed that the bra she was in unclipped at the front. Not a second later had his fingers released her from the offending item that fell away with ease. He ran his tongue over the dip between her breasts, her fingers tunnelling through his hair as she sought out more friction below as she jutted the lower half of her body against his. She whimpered impatiently as he ran his tongue over one of her nipples, her back arching against his mouth as he moved even lower down.

"No, no, no, no," Bonnie breathed hurriedly, "I want you inside of me." She panted and looked down to see him lock eyes with her.

"…Are you sure?" He stammered, entirely caught off-guard at the change of events. She nodded hastily and he moved back up her body to look her in the eye. "Bonnie?" she bit down on her lip and moved her hand between them to cup him and began rubbing up and down and she moaned when she felt him grow harder in her hold. Stefan swallowed thickly and nodded before capturing her lips again. She kept up the pace as she rubbed him over his underwear. He broke away and was about to reach into his jean pocket for his wallet, assumedly for a condom, his body slung over Bonnie's when she froze. He looked back at her with a frown.

"Elena's here." His frown deepened and she would have kissed him because it was adorable if she didn't have to haul ass to get ready before Elena threw a fit.

"How do you know?" Stefan wondered, not having heard so much as an idling car engine. Bonnie locked eyes with him with a knowing look when Elena's voice called up to them.

"Get your ass down here now Bonnie!" Stefan's mouth fell open a little.

"Weird." He muttered as Bonnie wiggled out from underneath him and sought out her clothes. He sat on the bed watching her before looking down at his erection with pitiful eyes. "You know you don't have to do everything she says right?" He said to Bonnie as he watched her clip on her BFF necklace that matched Elena's.

"I don't do whatever she says," Bonnie argued as she pulled on a modest paisley pattered top and cardigan, yanking up her jeans that Stefan had thrown wayside in the heat of the moment, "We do everything together, that's what makes us biffs."

"Biffs?" He echoed.

"Best friends forever, silly." She said with a quick smile and a kiss to his pouting mouth. "Get dressed, we need to go."

Ten minutes later Bonnie was bounding down the stairs as Stefan dragged his feet after her, clearly unimpressed. Bonnie held her cardigan open for Elena's eyes to travel easily up and down what she'd decided to wear. Relieved when Elena said nothing Bonnie turned to face her boyfriend finally managing to look contrite but he was having none of it. Glaring at Elena Stefan came to a stop at the edge of the stairs and narrowed his eyes.

"Shouldn't you be pestering my brother?" He wondered and Elena scoffed in an unladylike manner while she played with the car keys dangling from her fingers.

"Shouldn't you?" Elena countered, "Bonnie's mine, get your own." Stefan scowled but before he could comment Elena's eyes finally rested on Bonnie still flushed face and Elena made a show of taking a whiff of the air around her and Stefan before grinning. "You two smell like sex." She commented and Bonnie cringed and dropped her eyes, missing when Elena's eyes fell to the bulge in Stefan's jeans, "Or should I say, almost sex." Elena chuckled and tugged at the edge of Bonnie's cardigan. "Get your coat we're going to the club." Stefan snickered condescendingly as he followed the girls out.

"The Grille is not a club, it's a room full of weird old guys and watery beer." Elena rolled her eyes as she walked, adjusted her denim mini skirt. Bonnie had to admit that she was with Stefan on this one but still, she said nothing as she followed Elena.

"Whatever Steffy," Elena quipped as she popped open the door to the driver's seat of the car, smirking at him, "You're just mad because you're not invited."

"What?" Stefan spluttered, shooting an incredulous look at Bonnie, "Tonight was supposed to be me and Bonnie." Elena looked at him with as much sympathy as she afforded to stray dogs…none.

"No such thing, she's my best friend." Elena said, pulling a face that she hoped punctuated her point and she jerked her head for Bonnie to get in the car.

"Stop stealing my girlfriend!" Stefan called out as they drove off before sliding into his own car and making his way back to his house where his brother was no doubt seeking out the bottom of a bottle of bourbon.

When Elena and Bonnie walked into the Grille they were immediately greeted by a haze of smoke and the phlegm-lined wheezing of the doorman as he drew X's on their hands to indicate them being underage. Elena pulled a face at the man's coughing, waving a hand in front of her while Bonnie edged out of the way and looked around. She never came to the Grille at night when the 'late crowd' frequented the place. It was hardly presentable during the day with greasy, sloppy food and terrible service and at night it only got worse. The old men seemed to drink themselves into such a state that their neighbours' daughters suddenly became viable options for unsolicited ogling. Bonnie's mouth turned down at the corners as she saw there were very few people anywhere near her age group but she decided to suck it up. She'd already ditched Stefan she may as well see the night through, hopefully the band wasn't too awful.

"Come on, let's scout out the scene." Elena said, giddy with the promise of trouble. Bonnie groaned but followed behind the brunette, nodding at the foreign exchange student Ahmet who'd gotten here a few days ago, he was sitting with another kid from Bonnie's chemistry class…Gale Hendricks – sweet kid. Elena tugged her until they stood near the small makeshift stage that was set up for the band's performance.

"What's the band's name again?" Bonnie asked, realising she'd never even asked before now in any case.

"Low Shoulder." Elena said with a dreamlike smile flashing over her face, "How great is that?"

"Yeah." Bonnie said with a frown as she looked back out at the bar, her hope diminishing by the minute at the prospect of a halfway decent night.

"Be right back." Elena said, turning to eye out who was manning the bar that night.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"To get us a drink?" Elena said, like she was repeating herself for the umpteenth time, "Duh."

"And how are you going to do that?" Bonnie wondered.

"I'm gonna go play 'hello titty' with the bartender, try to stay faithful to Steffy while I'm gone." Bonnie tried to reach out for Elena's arm but the girl had already sashayed away. Sighing she turned back to watch as the band set up onstage. Eyeing out an outdated pinball machine she patted her pockets, upon confirming she had coins she made her way to it as it stood positioned right next to the end of the stage. She tossed in a coin and began playing when she heard two of the band members talking. The one was making no secret of eyeing out a girl to take to bed and Bonnie gritted her teeth angrily as she overheard them. Her heart stuttered when Elena caught their eye and she looked up at them as they chuckled, the one saying that they're were in a small town and girls who dressed like that never gave it up, alluding to Elena's virginity. Red-faced and outraged Bonnie stormed up to them and poked the guy's shoulder, hard, getting his attention.

"She might be a virgin," which anyone who spent longer than five minutes in Elena's company would have known to be a bold-faced lie, "But that sure as hell beats going home with an asshole like you." She stormed off in search of Elena, more convinced now than ever that coming to the show was a bad idea.

"Whatever Roman," Elena was saying to the older man who was looming over her with an odd glint in his eyes. Bonnie's forehead wrinkled as she looked between the two of them. "You're not even out of the academy yet."

"Two more months," Roman said sipping from his bottle, "Then I'm on the force for reals." Elena looked at him drolly before taking the drinks she'd gotten, for free mind you, from the cute bartender. With a wink back at him and a grimace at Roman she handed Bonnie her drink, without so much a glance in her friend's direction and sauntered off in the direction of the stage. Bonnie looked down at the drink in her hands and sighed, she was not in the mood. Pulling her phone out of her pocket she sent Stefan a quick text apologising and promising that she'd make it up to him, for real this time. When he didn't immediately reply she stuffed the device back in her jeans and pushed up her glasses, taking a distracted sip of the drink in her hand, having forgotten what it was, gagged and put it aside, not intending to touch it again. Bonnie watched as the two band members from earlier looked Elena up and down and she grinned sheepishly at the attention. The one; a lanky, pale, guy-liner enthusiast hopped off the stage and walked up to Elena, his dark brown eyes locked in for the kill. Before Bonnie could open her mouth and protest he was already smiling at Elena and asking her what she was drinking. She giggled and tucked her hair behind her ears as she fumbled over her explanation while he looked at her like she was sprouting Shakespearean text.

"I'm Nikolai." He said, grinning at Elena who looked like she might pass out any second.

"I'm Elena…Elena Gilbert, this is my friend Bonnie." She added as a hasty afterthought, pointing a thumb at Bonnie who rolled her eyes when Nikolai didn't even look her way.

"It's lovely to meet you Elena. You're very beautiful." She squealed softly and dipped her head as her face heated up before she looked up at Nikolai again. Bonnie wanted to edge away but she didn't like the idea of leaving her best friend alone with the creepiest looking person she'd ever met. There was something off about his eyes – it was like there was no one home, but Elena was obviously blinded by his features, who Bonnie could admit to seeing a certain something in.

"No you," Elena said with a quick wave of her one hand, "You're all kinds of beautiful and you're band," her eyes bulged dramatically, "I've been on your Myspace page all week listening to your stuff." Nikolai's dark eyes glittered as she spoke, he was impossibly pleased by her gushing and fan-girling, completely ignoring her friend who looked set to vomit from boredom.

"Wow, I mean…I didn't even know we'd have fans here –"

"Fan." Bonnie interjected pointedly, wincing when Elena jabbed an elbow to her ribs.

"You do, you totally do. I'm the biggest fan though, for sure." Elena said quickly, diverting the attention back to herself.

"Well Elena Gilbert," Nikolai said as he looked over his shoulder and nodded at the drummer who was flagging him over, "Consider this entire set dedicated to you." Elena gasped, a hand flying to her chest, where her BBF pendant was glittering in the dusty amber light that fell down on them.

"I – I, thank you." Elena stammered and Nikolai winked, turning quickly on his heel to hop up onto the stage and face the crowd as he cleared his throat and looked over to Elena and Bonnie who were standing front and centre.

"Good Evening Mystic Halls," he said, his voice sounding suddenly huskier as he addressed the barely lucid crowd.

"It's Mystic Falls!" Someone yelled in return and he chuckled.

"Fucking right it is," he said, "We're Low Shoulder and I hope you're ready to rock!" Elena 'whooped' and cheered, bouncing on her feet while Bonnie folded her arms over her chest and readied herself for whatever hellish sounds were about to assault her ears.

Thoughts?

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