„Bonnie, someone to you!" She lifted her body on elbows from her laying position on bed as she was reading grimoire.
"One minute!" she stood up quickly and ran her downstairs to be sure that her dad won't invite somebody unwanted in.
Tom Bennett lived comfortable life of respected businessman. He had no idea about amount of dangerous creatures creeping in the darkness and around his daughter. He liked to think that his only problem is rising up teenage beautiful daughter, but fortunately for him she didn't do anything what other teenage girls typically do. She got good marks, was responsible and there was very slight possibility she would be next teenage mama.
He knew of course about his mother-in-law 'witchcraft' thing but never truly believed in any of these. And to his happiness Bonnie never showed any interest in that kind of thing since Sheila passed.
Bonnie didn't really want to wake her dad from this blissful world of his dreams, so she did her best not to yell on Stefan Salvatore standing there in her door.
Stefan only smiled bitterly to her as he was doing it lately.
"Hi Bonnie."
"Stefan, such a surprise" She kept her voice calm when she realised he wasn't invited yet. Dad left them walking to his cabinet in the back of house.
"I came bringing gifts", he extended his hand and gave her some bag.
Bonnie took it reluctantly and looked into it. No way! It can't be. She stared back at Stefan while he stood leaning on the door frame with arms crossed over his chest. He raised brows questionably when he saw her glare.
"What?"
"It's a dress." Bonnie stated still shocked. "Why is it a dress?"
"We have to keep an eye on something."
"We?"
"Don't forget you agreed to be my partner in crime."
"This looks like ball dress, I'm not coming at THAT ball." She shook head and handed the bag back to him but he didn't move to grab it.
He seemed to not notice her gesture.
"Treat it as a business meeting. I'll be at 8 pm."
He turned his back but Bonnie called after him: "But ball starts at 7 pm.?"
Salvatores are such self-confident manipulators, she thought after receiving no response.
