Author's Note: Thank you for the positive responses that this story has gotten. Especially to the BonniexRebekah friendship. I like the vibe they could actually create.

Anyway Here is chapter 2

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"Here you go Bonnie: double bacon chili cheeseburger, lettuce, tomato, no onions, and ketchup only. On the side are the homemade chips instead of fries, two slices of pickles, and a diet coke."

The teen witch smiled at her friend Matt Donovan placed the plates in front of her. Once her meal was in order, Matt sat in the bench opposite of her and sighed. Break time. He watched as the girl chewed on a chip. Matt furrowed his brow in confusion. Bonnie was never like this when food was in her vicinity. She generally devoured anything and everything that came in her path. He remembered watching her in awe as she ate three gallons of ice cream in one sitting without getting sick. He never understood why or how someone as tiny as she could eat like three people twice her size. Bonnie told him that it was because of her being a witch.

"Magic drains me in many ways. Physically I lose energy and a side effect is I get really hungry. Before I discovered I was a witch, I was just giving off energy, the reason why I could eat so much. Just recharging."

Since then, when Matt saw her around food, he would begin to worry a little. He often wondered how she could have survived this long with all the magic she uses. Matt may have not been in the loop as far as supernatural concerns, but he could piece things together. There were times when something big was going down and he could feel it. It was never noticeable with Elena; this moody resigned place she was in was now her norm. Caroline was a vampire so she did not show any fatigue, and her bubbly bouncy nature was almost impossible to break by any means. But it was always evident with Bonnie. He remembered it was during that first Klaus debacle, still before his knowledge of anything supernatural, and he remembered her stepping into the grill looking horrible. Her hair was near limp; her body seemed smaller; her skin lacked her certain Bennett glow; she moved like a woman with nothing to live for. She had asked for a near dangerous amount of food for human consumption. After that she looked better, but still down.

Once Matt discovered what was really happening in Mystic Falls, most of his worry lied in Bonnie. But he knew that he could not just go and show it. As cruel as that sounded, he knew Bonnie too well to know she did not take well to people cradling her. It took a lot to get to her sometimes, and once it does she preferred to grieve in silence, she had to leave town to cope with her grandmother's death. She had a puppy when she was seven. It died two months after she got it. Matt remembered visiting her. She just sat in her room by herself, the sun creep in and hit her face, showing the tears slowly falling. Matt tried to hug her, get her to play with him, pick on her, but she remained in the same place. Unresponsive, as if holding on to a moment where the world could not take away from her any more than it did.

Since then Matt stayed aware of Bonnie's emotions. After her grandmother died, he would text her to see if she would respond, to see how far she would descend into herself. She did not respond at first, but did the night before she came back. Once she was back she was different. Matt understood Bonnie like the back of his hand. He knew her expressions, her walk, her mannerisms. All of them were gone. A new Bonnie was here, and Matt did not know what to think of her. She had become serious, focused, troubled, she hung out with Elena more to protect the girl, rather than be her friend. After Caroline's accident (what Matt would later learn to be Caroline's transformation), Bonnie went back into herself, but because someone she cared about in need, she did not stay long. Instead she became more determined. Matt thought it was the only time she ever grieved out in the open.


"Matt?"

The teen boy snapped out of his reverie and looked at the girl sitting across from him. She still had not touched her food, that one chip still sitting there in her grasp waiting to be finished off.

"Yeah Bonnie?"

"I was wondering" She began. Matt frowned. He knew something was about to be asked of him. Elena did it when she needed a ride froma party. Caroline did it when she needed him to go shopping with her. Bonnie rarely did it, but when she did, he was roped into some situation usually with him having to talk to someone he did not like. Bonnie the matchmaker.

Like right now.

"Bonnie, no."

Matt watched his friend rub the chip between her fingers. She was not happy that she was going to have to work for this. Matt could and would give any girl a shot. Hell if Bonnie asked him whe would go on a date with a dude. But he has had enough experiences with this one to know that no was the right answer.

"Come on Matt, I know I ask things like this of you one too many times as of late."

The teen's shoulders dropped. He knew where this was going.

"And honestly I know that what I am asking of you is ludicrous, and stupid, and damn well selfish."

"Selfish?" Matt looked her in the eyes. His whole demeanor changed. Was Bonnie in trouble. It was too early for her to try and take on anything.

"What do you have in stake?"

Bonnie looked down at her still untouched food.

"It really is stupid. She gave me grimoires from Klaus' library."

Matt watched as the girl in front of him, a powerful witch, well the only with he knew, nearly shrink into her chair from embarrassment.

"Wait so she bribed you?"

Bonnie looked up slowly and shook her head.

"Matt she really just wants a chance with you. I understand if you don't want to, and I will try my best to find something else she could want. Not saying you are just some prize for a means to my ends. I."

"Tell her I will text her or something."

Bonnie stopped at the interruption. She looked over at Matt, who was sitting back smiling at her. She nodded. Matt looked at his phone, realizing his break was over. He got up, gave her a quick hug and left before she could say something. Of course she would argue this later, though not very hard. She would just do like she always does. Try to make sure it does not last long, so Matt did not have to endure any crazies.


Bonnie watched as Matt walked away. He was a good friend. Too good of a friend. She never knew of one bad thing he has ever done. She looked in her purse to make sure she could leave him a good tip, and wondered what she should get him as a gift. She really need to express her love for that boy more often. Maybe a day out just to do stuff Matt likes. Of course Bonnie knew that would be more boy things, which would require more than a group of girls and one boy. But Matt needed more normalacy. Bonnie could see how hard it was for him to deal with Mystic Fall's supernatural problems when he was not of the community itself. Maybe it would be best to twist fate and see that he gets into college outside of state, and never comes back. Find a normal life. That was a rarity now.

Speak of the magic devil.

"So…", a British accent caught Bonnie's attention. Bonnie turned to see Rebekah, adjusting herself to find some form of comfort in the booth. She looked disgusted and uncomfortable. The comfort was probably because she has never sat in a booth. The disgust was more than likely from Bonnie's food.

"He said he might text you."

"Might?"

"Hey, I am doing my best with very little recourse and odds that are not in your favor Missy."

Rebekah gave a pout. Bonnie almost died from it, it was too cute, and too much like Caroline for her not to giggle. Rebekah found her laughter not so cute or funny.

"What is wrong with you?"

"Nothing. Just noticing that we could actually work as friends."

Rebekah's only response was a smile.


Matt watched the two girls interact as if they were best friends since life. Bonnie was actually smiling. Rebekah gave sincere smiles. He liked that. He liked the look on both faces.


A/N: Here is chapter two. I took a few liberties, but hopefully stayed well in the show's whole narrative and mess. Read, ereview, critique,

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