Rating: M

Genre: AU/Drama/Romance

Pairing(s): Bonnie/Klaus, Bonnie/Stefan, Klaus/Caroline, Rebekah/Tyler , Bonnie/Rebekah/Elena (minor),.

Warning: Language, Strong Sexual Content, Adult Situations

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*I do not own TVD nor any of the characters that appear in this story... I'm just inspired by them.

I hate change… yes, I Bonnie T. Bennett totally and completely hate fucking change. I'm not talking about the trivial hair cut , trying a new perfume kind of change. I'm talking about change so damaging, so monumentally bad that your whole world shifts in a completely and totally different direction and then comes crashing down around you. You can't even tell which way is up. A bit dramatic maybe... but it was the sad truth of my life.. So when my father laid the big r-word on me; to say that I was less than pleased would have been the understatement of the century.

Relocation...

Once again my father. Daniel Bennett. Would move what was left of his family to the other side of the world to Amsterdam on a government contract. All my life, has been one big relocation after the other. With each one something truly horrible happened. Our first move, was Florida my mother Abby was pregnant with my kid brother… but miscarried after a fall down a flight of stairs in the new home. The next relocation, I broke my leg … well the babysitter did. Relocation number three, I was about ten when I woke up to find my mom driving away in the family car… I wouldn't see her again till move number four. Which is when my parents told me that they would be getting a divorce and I would only see my mother on holidays if that.

Can you see why I hate change so much?

The only thing that has always and will forever be a constant in my life… is my love of dance. After move two and having my left leg in a cast for months… I had an excuse to watch a lot of tv. Any way Center Stage came on and as corny as the move was… I fell in love with the idea of being some graceful ballerina. So once the cast removal and the doctor gave the ok for sport activities as asked my parents to sign me up for ballet classes; Ballet lasted all but a month before I realized my true love … Contemporary Dance. It was more freeing and allowed greater self-expression and though all that ballet stuff came in hand I never looked back as my Contemporary style improved with each day. I am true convinced that dancing saved my life… granted I have a huge chip on my should but dancing made my life that much more bearable. I always had hope because one day I would step out into the world and choose my path… and that path would lead me right to some amazing contemporary dance company were I would become a star. However, my dreams seemed all that much harder to reach with my dad's news… so as much as it pained to tell him I had not other choice. Fast forward two weeks and a several hour long airplane ride later... I am standing outside of quaint little house nested in the trees in a town called Burke Hollow in Vermont. So I traded the sunny beaches of LA and the chance to see a new country for some Little House on the Prairie set up Abby had.

I had insisted on taking a taxi from the airport. Abby's fiancé Alaric Saltzman would have had to call off from work to pick me up. The last thing I wanted was to be stuck in a car with him and my mother for forty-five minutes. Plus with Abby six months pregnant and on restrictions about her movements. I wasn't sure that I could handle seeing her and her soon to be husband together. Slow and steady was probably best when deal with estrange parental units;

Apparently I was the only one to have this idea of slow and steady...

"Bonnie" Abby squealed… I watched as she wattled down the steps and walked with a very quick pace for a pregnant woman… "Oh baby it is so good to see you" she said throwing her arms around my shoulders. Am I a bad daughter for wanting to get out of her grasp .

"Hi, mom" I deadpan

Abby pulled away from me and gave me a once over...

"Are you ok, you sound tired… are you tried? Oh. Maybe your hunger, are you hungry I just made chill. Oh, oh, how about some cookies I-"

I hold up my hand to stop her, if I didn't she might try to feed me the entire food contents in her kitchen…

"How about we put my thing away first" I smile weakly

"Of course, come on let me show you the house"Abby said.

I sigh heavily, one year. I only had one year her in this town and then I was off to college in.

Apparently Abby had been very excited for my visit. After she showed me my room… my very pink room... I mean the room looked like the inside of a Pepto-Bismol bottle. I guess I could give her a 'A' for her efforts, it was a good space. the ceiling were high and double glass doors that open in allowing you to step out on a small platform. You are greeted with a great view of the neighborhood. I could even see the town square from there. Abby wanted to make sure I had plenty of space so Alaric went right to work as soon as they got the news I would be moving in. I had no idea what the space looked like before but it seemed Alaric was pretty handy with a nail and hammer. Now I would just need to get rid of all the pink and the room would be livable. Before it was converted into a bedroom it had been Jamie's ( my step-brother) game room. I'm sure he loved having to give up his sanctuary to some chick he didn't know. However Abby insisted that Jamie willingly gave it up…

"Oh he was so excited that you would be living with us your senior year… I know you both met a couple of times years ago but he really just want to give something to his older sister "

Great, I thought. Now I would have to be sisterly to the kid. The truth was Jamie and I had only met a few times after my mom left my dad. Once when she was still married to Jamie's dad and then after that on a spring break vacation in Florida after the death of Jamie's father. I never did understand how she went from Florida to Vermont in little less than a month. However I never really question it that much… mama was a rolling stone. Once she left my father and I, Abby had done a lot of traveling . She would always send postcards from all these far away places she visited always promising to take me one day. However once she met Jamie's dad, she settled in Brandon Florida till his death. Then after a month or so she moved to Vermont with Jamie now that he was under her care. What was it about Jamie that she would spend all that time with him and his father but she could be bothered to do anything more than send a couple of cards on my birthday? We worked our way down to the second level where Abby, Alaric's and Jamie's rooms. She also showed my the baby nursery… also pink.- what the hell was her thing and the color pink? With three months left it kind of surprised me that they had it set up so early. Abby said it was Alaric's idea. Apparently he keep her organized. Then she went on and on about their upcoming wedding. The whole town would be sharing in that special day because they were very much like family. So not only did she ditch me for one family she got another in the process this just keeps getting better and better… About thirty minutes, one large back yard, a hot tube, 3 bathrooms on large kitchen with granite tops later. I was sitting at the kitchen counter sipping on some soda that she had given me.

"So, senior year. How excited are you?"

"Super excited" I hoped she could hear the sarcasm in my voice… apparently not.

"Have you thought about colleges?

I nod taking another sip of my soda " Yep, a couple. I have a Julliard audition coming up in the spring"

Abby tap her self on the forehead " Yes, dance you love dance I almost…" she didn't finish that sentence.

Of course she would have forgotten , it not like I had seen her in the last four years. My left leg became restless, it was taking ever fiber of my being not to yell at her. To scream at her that we were not friends. That the only reason I was here was because of my future in dance. That I could never forgive the way she just casted me off to the side. However I realized that would be pointless... I only had to endure living with her till college. Once I was gone there was no doubt in my mind that she would forget about me and worry about her new family she was starting ...again.

"You know, I think I'm going to go for a bike ride. Take a look at the town, see the hot spots stuff like that"

Abby looked sadden at my announcement but nods in agreement. " Do you think you will be ok on your own?'

I'm use to being on my own I thought but smiled weakly…

"Yeah, I remember how to get their from the taxi ride" I said

Abby ran… well wattled and grabbed her wallet. She pulled out 50 dollars… just in case I want to by something nice. I nod and takeing the money because… I am a teenager. Abby then showed me to the garage where her bike sat… yes… it was pink.

I felt so stupid riding around on that thing. With the very bright color with matching basket sitting between the handles. I felt like one of those old ladies that went for a morning bike ride. It only took me about fifteen minutes to get to town square. I will say this Burk Hollows, it maybe a small town but it seemed like very busy place. I park Abby's bike at the first bike rake she saw. It just so happen to be out side of a very cute clothing store … Becka's Boutique .

Good a place as any.

I walked in and was greeted by some very… for lack of a better word… emo music playing on the store stereo. There didn't seem to be any employs out front though I could hear voices come from the back room. So I just started to look about at some of the items. Apparently it wasn't just a clothing store but there were all sorts of things that girls could buy for their rooms. Black and white pictures, funky mirrors, as well other frilly girly things.

A black leather jacket caught her eye near the dressing rooms. I was going to need a good jacket considering winter was coming. I started to examine it when two girls popped out of the dressing room…

" So you sure I don't look like a slut" one blond with a British accent said to a willowy long-legged brunette

" Does it matter, your mother will never let you get that shirt Rebekah" she replied

Rebekah shook her head as she continued to check out the green shirt, It was a halter top that was sheer around the mid section. In truth it fit her rather well. Showing off her smooth pale skin, it was a great shirt… if she was going clubbing, which Bonnie doubt they had in this town.

"Mother doesn't need to know… now answer the question"

The brunette shrugged " Your asking me like I wear clothes like that"

Rebekah let out an exasperated sigh, "Excuse me" she said

My head snaps up, since I was the only person in the story I figured she must have called for me.

I raises my eyebrows waiting for her to continue…

"Can I ask you a question?" she smile sweetly

I shrug my shoulders

" This shirt… do you think this make me look like a slag?"

" A slag… is that the same as a slut?"

She nods her head "You see, I have a date this weekend and I really want to look killer but I don't want him to think he's getting a free preview…. So what do you think?"

"Do you really think you should ask a potential customer fashion advice. Normally it is the other way around." The brunette chastise

" Don't get your knickers in a bunch Elena… well?" her attention back on me.

I tilled my head to the side looking over the top again… " If it's a first date it maybe a bit much, it also depends on what you are doing." My eyes scanned over a nearby rack that held some tops. Quickly I walked over and grabbed a burgundy short sleeve shirt. It was long with a matching belt that wrapped around it It was a little sheer so Bonnie then grabbed a black tank top.

"Try this, it's not to casual and not to dressed up. "

Rebekah smile brightly as she held up the shirt to her body…

"Oh this is very fetch" she squealed " You know you could be a stylist"

I smile shaking my head "Na, my fashion sense consists of jeans a long-sleeve shirt and maybe a leather jacket"

"That a classic style "

"So it's ok that she where that but you chew me out for the same thing" Elena protested

Rebekah glared at her friend shaking her head…

"The difference is sweet-heart that she dresses with a purpose, you dress like you just got out of bed"

Elena rolled her eyes while Rebekah laughed , finally she turned back towards me extending her hand…

"I'm Rebekah, that is Elena. And you are Bonnie Bennett"

"You know me?"

Rebekah shrugs " Small town lovey, that and Abby was so excited about you coming to live with her. She spent weeks here buying all sorts of things for your room"

"Is your favorite color pink?" Elena asked Rebekah chuckled as she walked back into the dressing room.

"Um… no, definitely not"

"I thought as much… and now meeting you it so is clear you not the girly type" Elena mused.

"She's trying, what can I say" I shrug grabbing the leather jacket that I had eyed for the last few minuets

Rebekah walked back out of the dressing room with both shirts in her hand. " Well, if you want to exchange anything just come back."

I nod as I held up the jacket. Rebekah nods and walks back towards the front . Going behind the cash register she rings up the jacket. Rebekah offers to give me a tour of the town tomorrow and I agree… after some intense persuasion on her part.

"It's a small town but trust me, we know how to have a good time in Burke Hollow" Rebekah winked

I smile and head towards the door, not even noticing the chime of the bell till I run into someone's hard chest. Slowly I look up and I'm greeted by a pair of blue grinning eyes. His red lips spread into a wicked grin and my heart flutters a bit.

" Oh… I'm sorry" I say quietly

"No worries love, It's always a pleasure rubbing against pretty girls" he added a smirk at the end… my heart was seriously kicking up a notch.

"Don't be a pervert brother… forgive him Bonnie. Niklaus is a hopeless flirt"

" Nik or Klaus… Rebekah knows how much I hate being called by that infernal name"

"Nice to meet you" I say extending my hand for a shake. Instead he take my hand and brings it to his lips… his soft lips linger there a few seconds longer than they should. So I pulled away quickly.

"It's like he can smell when a new girl comes to town" Elena whispered… not low enough for Klaus or I to miss judging by his expression.

"Oh Elena, always lovely to see you"

Elena frowned at him turning her attending back on the magazine she had behind the counter.

" I'll see you guys later" I called, Klaus was looking at me like he wanted to eat me… and it was kind of thrilling and a bit weird

"Don't forget, about tomorrow" Rebekah called with a wave.

Smiling quickly I make my escape out the door, all the while I can still feel Klaus eyes on me as I leave. Grabbing Abby's bike I speed away not looking back. My heart was beating so fast and my hand that he kissed... it was tingling on the spot his lips had been. I really don't like change… but just maybe me and Burke Hollows will be ok. Change was definitely coming and from the looks of it… it was looking all that more appealing.

Well that is it for now... next chapter we will met Caroline, Stefan and there be some major drama. Feel free to leave reviews . Till next lovlies

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