Bonnies POV

Surprisingly enough, talking to Damon was much easier than I expected. We actually have a lot in common and I soon found myself laughing at his lame attempts at jokes.

"Seriously witch, did you really think that MUTT was really capable of all this?"

"His name is Matt and he is capable of much more than you think!"

"Whatever... I still think you shouldn't be around MUTTS zero IQ brain cells that often"

"Hey! Mutt... I mean Matt, is very smart... and sweet" I said. I saw Damon flinch when I said that, could it be that Damon Salvatore was Jealous... No... Impossible"

Damons POV

Did she just say that MUTT was Sweet! How could she see that barbaric football playing LOSER as SWEET! Waite why am I caring so much? I am Damon Salvatore and i don't care about anyone, and I certainly don't get jealous!

I decided to break to silence by pouring something to drink. Watching that red liquid flow calmed me down a bit.

"Damon is that..." Bonnie started

"Relax..." I interrupted " it's not blood , just wine"

"Damon I'm only seventeen"

"Seventeen, eighteen, twenty-one... age is but a number my darling"

She smiled playfully and started to take a sip but caught sight of her watch and said, "oh no! It's getting really late my moms gonna be really worried, I should go"

"Wait I'll drive you" I said. I wasn't going to let her walk in these woods alone, I think I saw that Tyler kid somewhere here before.