Summary: Bonnie was okay with being alone. She was okay with not falling in love. She was okay with her form of happiness. Then Scott showed up. Scott was a romantic. He loved the idea of everything being better. He loved to dream, and love. Together they could be something else. Maybe even happy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. These two shows (Teen Wolf and The Vampire Diaries)...I wish. Would be making some type of bank.
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With her schedule in hand Bonnie made her way to her first class. Chemistry.
It had been a class she had barely passed in Mystic Falls, but passed none the less. However her current school found it necessary to say that a few credits did not crossover, meaning Bonnie was demoted from a Senior to a Junior. It wasn't bad, just an extra semester, which Bonnie found only a slight annoyance. Well at first she had a panic attack, and felt her nerves hit a wall as she realized she wouldn't graduate on time, and that nay schools she had applied for, and had hoped for an early admission. But now that was not going to happen. She was going to be late, and then have to wait for yet another semester to attend school.
That was in no way ideal for Bonnie, but it had become her reality. Something that took her little time to accept.
"Just have to accept it and go one . New life and all, Junior Bonnie."
She stood outside of the class she was supposed to go in. With a sigh, she let her hand rise and made contact with the door.
Scott could hear the person from a mile away. He was not really focusing on the class like he should have, so his mind tended to wander. It was made even more difficult with the appearance of his ex girl friend Allison sitting not to far from him. It was not something he had wanted, but for the sake of Allison, who had gone through so much before and during their relationship, she had wanted to break up. Everything in Scott jumped and attacked, wanting nothing more than to deny her request. But it had been the look in her eye. The sadness, her beauty, her fears. She could not, did not, and should not have to deal with her werewolf of a boyfriend. So Scott only nodded his answer to her request. He gave her a simple kiss on the forehead. No hug, no touches, no kisses that would leave him weak. He had to leave, and let her try to help herself, because he would be too weak to help her himself. That had been only three weeks ago, and for Scott that felt like a day and an eternity all at the same time.
If it had not been for the recent supernatural activity, Scott would have spiraled down a long twisted road of depression. Or at least he thought he would. Despite what he thought, Scott had been relatively okay. But maybe that was because Scott had been so focused on being better. His grades were somewhat doing good, he was embracing his werewolf abilities to a greater degree, and his relationships, sans Allison were so much better. Maybe it was the fact that he no longer had some scary mysterious monster to fight. Maybe it was because he was finally comfortable with his teen self, no longer feeling awkward as he did a few months ago. Maybe it was because he did accept what his fate was. Regardless of the cause, the result was something Scott could live with.
He was okay with himself, even if it was not exactly ideal.
What he had now was something he had become accustomed to, and now any new changes would ultimately somewhat disrupt it. And this new change, this new person, would do just that. He watched as the teacher focused on the door.
"Come in."
The door slowly opened and in popped this tiny girl. Scott watched her walk to the front desk, a paper in her hand. Once she was successfully in front of the teacher she handed him a paper.
"Oh joy, fresh meat."
He looked over it, looking the least bit amused. Turning his head back to her, he gave her a small once over. As if judging her. Scott watched the girl stand there, slightly awkward, not standing up straight at all. Maybe that was why she looked tiny, there did not seem to be any pride in herself at all. She also looked tired. Scott tilted his head a little, trying to study her. She was new, therefore making her fascinating. Anything was leaps and bounds more interesting than Chemistry. But she was another human being. She was not from here.
"So...Bonnie...Bennett?"
The girl nodded.
"Alright, unfortunately we have few open seats. So for now, why don't you just go sit beside McCall."
Scott rose to attention at the sound of his name. Well last name. Most teachers had a habit of calling him McCall at times. He then came to notice the class was looking at him. He could feel Danny and Jackson's eyes on him. Isaac's as well. But the two pair of eyes in the front belonging to his ex girlfriend and her best friend, were the ones he could see.
"Uh...I'm sorry?"
Scott turned his attention away from Allison when he heard her speak. Was that an accent? It was slight, but very noticeable. She was obviously not from around here.
"Virginia."
"Uh..."
"Your accent? You got one of those southern accents, but it is not as heavy as like that Georgian accent, and it definitely not out west south. It's slight but noticeable. So you are one of those beginning southern states. I'm guessing Virginia...and I'm right."
"Mystic Falls, Virginia...ugh who is McCall?"
"The only one without a partner, Bennett."
And just like that she was now a part of the school system. Scott watched as Bonnie's eyes connect with his table, but not him. She clutched her bag and walked over to him. In the time it got over to sit beside him he come to notice a lot about her. The first thing was her slighted jawline. It was like his. Her smile was more crooked than his, and her nose had a slight edge to it. Her eyes her almost feral looking, and bright. It took Scott a moment, but he realized that their color was green. A pretty soft, yet bright green. Her hair looked black, and her skin was almost pale, yet tanned. She was maybe two shades darker than he was. As if she had not had sun in her life in such a long time. She was wearing a large flow shirt, with with a pair of pants and sandals. He could hear the hit the floor rather audibly. Bonnie took the seat beside him, and started taking things out of her bag. Scott assumed she was aware of all the people looking at her. She seemed to focus rather hard on her task at hand. Once she felt comfortable, she looked to the board, and was waiting to learn. The teacher looked at her, as if waiting on her. Scott thought this had to be the most polite he had ever been in his life.
"Alright, let's get back on track. Where was I..."
Soon the lesson was back. Scott tired to focus on the lesson, but was so caught up in the new person in his space. He hated how much like a dog he was sometimes. It was irritating for him to sit and get so caught up in something new. But something about Bonnie was particularly mystifying. She smelled...funny. Like something was off about her.
"Uh...hi?"
Scott did not see the hand wave in his face, until it was too late. He flew out of his seat and hit the ground hard. The entire class was looking at him.
"McCall?"
Scott looked at the teacher sitting at the front of the room holding a stack of papers.
"Sorr.."
"Don't bother, just get up and come and get the paper for your assignment."
"Assignment?"
Scott listened as the teacher sighed.
"Of course...Bennett, here."
Bonnie got up and made her way to get the assignment, as well as other people from different tables. It was Jackson who walked past Scott and snickered.
"Nice going Scott."
Scott just got up, and sat back down.
Once they sat back down, Bonnie gave him a sheet, and a small smile.
"Are you okay?"
Scott nodded. Her accent was hypnotizing. Scott also could hear slight strain in her voice. Had she been screaming a lot?
"Yeah, I'm sorry. I am..."
Scott thought of something to say that would alleviate his embarrassment. Normally Stiles would step in with something witty, or incredibly unnecessary. Either way, Stiles was always the one to help break the ice. That was not Scott's forte. He looked down at the paper realizing he knew none of what was going on, and sunk a little.
"Don't worry, he said we could take this home as homework if we don't finish today. So you want to pretend to do work?"
Scott just stared at her, trying to understand her. It wasn't her accent this time, but the fact that he felt something. A warning. Bonnie was different.
Really different.
"McCall?"
He snapped out of his reverie again, this time without falling over.
"It's Scott..."
Bonnie nodded.
"I'm sorry. Scott...are you okay?"
Scott nodded, focusing so his head would not just go up and down like a bobble head. He was enthralled by Bonnie for some reason.
"Well that's good. Hey I have a question for you."
"Ask away."
"Could you, if you want to, help me around school for the day. I just need to know where my classes are if you don't mind."
"Sure...if you don't mind being stuck with me all day..."
"I'm the new girl with no idea of who anyone is, or a friend. I kind of have to be open to people..."
Scott smiled. He thought it was a joke. He was sure it was a joke, but he could not tell with her.
"Was that a joke?"
Bonnie opened her mouth to say something, and then closed it.
"Yeah it kind of was...I am really awful with jokes. I can read one out of a joke book and literally suck the humor out of it. Granted those things are horrible anyway, but I just...destroy them."
Scott's smile widened.
"Well, that's not really going to get you friends here. You have to be somewhat funny?"
"Oh...well I am going to have to be a social outcast or something."
"Or something?"
"Yeah...the something has not been decided yet...I think Bennett syndrome will be okay."
Scott let out a small laugh. It was not loud enough to disturb the chatter going around the room, as people worked.
"Well, I think you can hang out with me and my friends. I mean I was a social outcast not too long ago, and I still kind of am. I could give you pointers and everything about how to be cool. Well sort of."
Bonnie smiled at him.
"Are you saying you will be my friend?"
Scott nodded.
"Someone has to..."
Bonnie turned her head a little. Her face was serious.
"And now I am hurt."
Scott's face fell slightly.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to..."
Bonnie's face brightened, and her smile, though worn and tired, was back.
"It was a joke...see I told you I'm bad at them..."
Scott just stared at her. She was smiling, but her face looked tense. He wondered if she slept the appropriate amount of hours.
"It's okay, but we are going to have to work on your delivery. You could make a great practical joker though."
"Really, I don't think I could do it. I would feel really bad for doing it. Not in my character at..."
"Bennett and McCall? I know the work cannot be that interesting that you two would have to have a conversation where you guys have not even looked at the paper in the last...two or three minutes."
Both teens did not even look up, instead they got to work, or at least faked it.
Allison watched as Scott walked with the shorter girl. She was pretty enough. However she looked tense, as if waiting for something. Allison thought it looked familiar. She recognized that same air form herself. The last few months had been hectic on her, and ultimately her relationships. That was why she was slightly disconnecting herself from everyone. The only person she really kept any contact with was Lydia.
"So, Bonnie Bennett?"
Allison turned to look at Lydia standing beside her. The redhead was studying the smaller girl. It was funny, they looked to be the same height, but Lydia had an air that made her taller. This girl looked as if she wanted to be smaller.
"Mhm?"
"What do you think of her? I mean other than the fact that she has gotten Scott kind of sprung."
Allison was turning her head back to them, when Lydia said that. Just as quickly her attention was right back on her best friend.
"What?"
Lydia smiled and walked away. Nothing. We have class let's go."
Allison was about to follow her, but she turned to see Scott and Bonnie. She was looking up at him, as he read a piece of paper. Probably her schedule. They seemed totally innocent. Nothing worth thinking a second thought about. And why would she. Scott and her were broken up. They no longer were each other's so why would she care?
"Allison?"
Allison turned around to see Lydia waiting for her. She nodded, before giving the two one last glance. Scott was scratching his head in the way he did. He was confused about something. If only she could go and help him.
"He's no longer mine."
"So yeah...I think we have the three of the same classes. Except you have a study hall where I have Health..."
Bonnie patiently waited for Scott to figure out exactly was going on. She found it slightly amusing that Scott, having gone to the school for two years was still not fully aware of everything.
"So...where should I go?"
"Uh, we have...well you have study hall. After that you lunch."
Bonnie nodded her head. Scott seemed so focused on her schedule.
"Are you okay?"
Not even turning his attention away from her, Scott nodded, though his face was still focused so greatly on the paper.
"Yeah...okay I remember where the class is. Sorry, I was just remembering where your class would be. I don't understand why you can't just go to stud hall in the library."
Scott looked up from her paper, and smiled.
"Alright if you would just follow me, we will get you to the class...where you will sign in, and then go to the library."
Bonnie opened her mouth, and Scott nodded.
"Yeah, that's why I said what I said earlier..."
Scott started walking and Bonnie followed.
This was going to be interesting.
A/N: Second chapter. Scott and Bonnie meet, and it is Bonnie's first day of school. I will admit I kind of held on to some themes from another story, but I didn't want Bonnie to come in on her senior year, and start a relationship with someone only to leave in a month or two...would not make sense. Also Scott I kind of bumped up to a Junior. Technically if we were to look at their ages in real time...Bonnie would be twenty (or turning twenty), Scott would be a Senior (I can't remember the year he was born right now). So I decided to play with their ages a little. Also I am not going to just get them together immediately...build up is important, and much more fun.
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