I walk down the street, heading home. My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I jump. Laughing at myself quietly, I pull out my phone. A text from Elena. Come to the boarding house. It's important. Pack for the weekend too. -E

Great. So I continue the walk to my now empty house. I take the steps two at a time and go into my room. Pulling out a tote, I shove three shirts, three pairs of jeans (a girl has to be prepared for a clothes emergency) and other stuff like my toothbrush and hairbrush. A horn honks outside just as I finish packing. I peek outside to see the one thing I dispise almost as much as the driver. A black ferrari. Grrrr.

I take the stairs as slowly as I can, but too soon I'm at the door. I peer out the peek hole for signs of the dark-haired vampire and don't see him. I smile, satisfied, and open the door. The root of all evil is standing right in front of me. "Hello, Rossa," he smirks.

"What do you want, Damon?" I ask.

"I was under strict instructions to bring you to the boarding house."

"Yeah, well, I can walk." Just then, to my disdain, I jump. My phone buzzes. Another text. Sorry I had to send him. Just please go along with it? Please? -E

"Are you sure you want to walk?" Damon asks, faking innocence.

"Whatever. But you are carrying my bags."

"Whatever you say, Miss McCullough." And with that, he grabs not only my bags, but me. I shriek as I'm jerked into the air.

"Damon, put me down! NOW!"

"No, I'm good." He throws my bag in the trunk and me in the passenger seat. I cross my arms childishly and glare at him.

He just chuckles.

"I swear Damon, I have no problem hurting you," I threaten. I really hope he doesn't call my bluff.

"Sure," he says sarcastically.

"Whatever. Just hurry up and drive." He just laughes and starts the car.

The car drive is quiet and uneventful. Finally the boarding house comes into view. The second the car stops, I leap out, grab my bag and rush to the door. I barge in like I own the place and look for Elena.

"Elena?" I call. She appears at the top of the stairs.

"Bonnie!" she squeals. She rushes down the steps and throws her arms around my neck.

"Gosh, Elena! I saw you today at school! Calm down!" I say to the blonde.

"I know, it's just the whole, 'it's Friday and we have next week off' thing."

"Wow. Umm, okay. Well, what's the important news?" I ask.

Elena looks away for a second. I can tell that she wanted to push off this telling me thing for a while. "Well, umm, Stefan and I need to leave for a while to go hunt down Shinichi."

"What? I thought we just took care of that annoying little rat-face," I ask, irritated. "Oh, well. Let's go."

"Umm, Bonnie, we kinda need you to stay here," Elena murmurs.

"What?"

"Well, we don't wanna take everyone because that would slow us down. So, we need you to stay here. But we didn't feel safe with you home alone, and since you don't wanna invite Damon in, we figured here would be the safest place for you." Elena looks at her feet.

"This is ridiculous! I can stay home by myself."

"Maybe. But since your parents died, we hate the idea of you staying home alone. Just please, stay here. Please?" Elena pleads.

I groan. "You owe me for the rest of your life, Elena Gilbert!"

"Yay! Thank you!" She hugs my arond my neck and says, "Feel free to borrow my clothes while I'm gone." And with that, she leaves. With Stefan. Leaving me all alone. With Damon. And this, is the start of death of my sanity.

Sorry it's so short! I'm working on that. Please review! I'll give a cookie!

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