Bonnie stared out of her window. The stars were beautiful tonight. They sparkled like glitter thrown across the fathomless night. Fathomless, what does that remind you of? Bonnie mused. Damon, with his black, endless night eyes.

She sighed. Don't think of him. God knows he hasn't thought of you. A bright star shot across the sky. A shooting star. Bonnie followed it with her eyes. She squeezed her chocolate orbs shut. I wish for...Damon.

"Bonnie?"

Bonnie turned around and gasped. "Damon?"

Maybe some wishes do come true.