I hope anyone reading this likes it. The three main characters (you haven't met the third yet) are based on real(ish) people so be patient with them, they are only human(ish). Please review (it feeds my ego and makes me feel significant) and just to point out I don't own vampire diaries . . . yet MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

Chapter 3

The next day I pull my car into the parking lot. After some strange dreams last night I have finally managed to dismiss any and every idea of witches from my mind. Today I'm wearing a very awesome dress in pinks and turquoise, red converses with funky patterns on them, a red jumper with swirls nail painted onto the pockets and another of my very epic hats. I walk up to the school when the Donnie or whatever person steps in front of me.

"Hey!" she says grapping my arm and leading me off the path "Look I know you don't believe in what I told you yesterday, sooo I'm going to prove it to you."

She stops at a bench and sits down. I stand. She picks up a leaf and raises her hand above it, scrunching her forehead in concentration. I wait hands in pockets not wanting to be late for class, and then the leaf moves.

"OMG!" I say unable to believe it actually moved. This has to be a trick, right?

"I swear it's not a trick" she says like she's reading my mind "You can do it to, with some practice"

I stand completely still not sure whether to believe it or not, my mind still reluctant to believe the totally irrational option that she might be a witch and then I might be a witch.

"Meet me at lunch and I'll show you some stuff" she says and begins walking off.

I stumble my way cluelessly through my classes not really listening to the teachers talking. By lunch as I make my way to the bench I talked to Bonnie at this morning I am a jumble of emotions. Apprehension, scepticism, disbelieve, fear, confusion and just a little bit excited. I see Bonnie walking over grinning.

"You came!" she says smiling

"Uh yea" I say nervously.

She talks to me about history and spells and responsibilities right up until the bell rings.

"Pheronique" she says "Why don't you come back to mine today? We could practice spells and maybe trace your lineage back"

"Um okay" I reply, I don't really have anything better to do.

I get home that evening at about 8 to my mum demanding to know where I've been

"I was at a friend's" I say casually

"Really!" my mum gushes "You have a friend!"

I roll my eyes and walk up stairs. My mum thinks I'm anti social and a bit of a loner. She was miss popularity at school and can't understand why I don't want to be a cheerleader or have a boyfriend and why I think it's cruel and in humane to dress up chiwawas in little pink coats.

I take a pencil from my desk and place it on my table. Doing what Bonnie taught me I shut my eyes and focus my energy on it imagining it floating upwards. I open my eyes

"Oh shi . . ."

The whole table is floating upwards. That is definitely not supposed to happen.