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"Hey, Connie this is one of our favorite episodes," Devon yelled, watching the screen and singing along with the tune. He then quickly remembered that Connie was at the Boarding House and he was going to have to watch Three's Company alone. He sat there laughing, but it wasn't the same without her. He clicked it off and headed to the basement, going as if it was a chore he didn't really want to do and took a notebook and pen with him. Flicking on the light switch, he went downstairs slowly to where Bonnie was handcuffed to a radiator.
"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked him as he approached her.
"Shhh," he said putting a finger to his mouth.
Bonnie stared at him and instantly he was on the floor, clutching his head in pain.
"Stop," he ground out. "Bon," he panted and all she did was enjoy the way he squirmed on the floor.
" Don't talk to me like you know me," she said, narrowing her eyes at him.
"I need to ask you some questions," he said warily.
"Well, I'm not going to answer them," she spat out.
"You don't have much of a choice," he said, "and you better not do that again," he warned, tilting his head weirdly at her.
To Bonnie the threat sounded empty, but she nodded and began to wonder what the hell he was going to ask her.
Devon opened his notebook and had the pen to the paper. "Now do you have any nicknames for Damon?"
Leech Bonnie was going to say but then she said, "I call him honey."
"Okay," he said, jotting it down.
"Where do you guys hang out?"
We never hang out, but she said, "Mostly at his Boarding House, The Grill and oh we sometimes go to the witch's house together too."
"Do you guys show a lot of PDA?"
"It depends on really who's around, I could be a little self conscious about that sometimes, but sometimes I can't resist running my hands through his hair, or putting my hand in the back pocket of his jeans," Bonnie said, stifling her urge to laugh.
"So how come I didn't see any of that at the party," Devon asked suspiciously.
Bonnie thought quickly. "Well we did sneak off," she said suggestively.
Devon caught on and winked at her. "Got it."
Caroline woke up, thinking about the awkward conversation she had had with Stefan the previous night, and she had wanted to talk more in depth about what he thought of the whole Carolina and Steven thing, but he didn't want to and just seemed to just want to brush it other the rug.
Connie woke up and looked at Damon, who was sleeping on the chaise when her cell phone started to vibrate. She put the blanket over her head and read the information that Devon had sent her. She texted him that she had missed him already and thanked him for the information, and that's when she heard the padding of footsteps and she put her cell phone in her pocket and closed her eyes. In a swift movement, the blanket was taken off her and she remained still. She heard Damon sit on the bed near her and he gently prodded her shoulder. She pretended to stir and then began to moan and when she opened her eyes she flinched against the sun's rays that were streaming in.
Damon was taken aback and glad that he was actually getting a response from her that he was unaware that he had moved closer to her. When she opened her eyes and beamed at him, he didn't know why he swelled with pleasure. "Good morning," he said simply.
"Good morning honey," she responded and that struck him as odd, but he didn't think much about it and asked her, "Feeling better."
"Never better," she said.
Connie looked at Damon as he looked uncertain about something. "How do you feel about the kiss?"
"Damon are you jealous?" Connie asked, thinking that that's probably what Bonnie would ask.
"Jealous! Of what? I just thought that what he did was inappropriate, he shouldn't have done it."
"Don't worry about it. It was just a kiss that's all."
"Elena said that your eyes were glowing," Damon said, not wanting to let it go that she was indeed all right.
"Elena was drunk, she probably imagined it."
Damon just nodded his head without arguing because he felt that something was just not right.
Caroline opened the door and said dreadfully, "Bonnie hurry up and get ready we have a test first thing this morning."
Everyone was ready and as they made their way to school Elena said, "What's the point of going to class we're just going to fail that test anyway," she said glumly.
Caroline looked dejected and Elena was just plain deflated. "Guys you have nothing to worry about," Bonnie said.
"Oh and why not?" Caroline asked surprised that her friend was so calm.
Bonnie shook her head, "You guys are such pessimests."
"Well you want us to be happy that we are going to fail."
"No you're not."
"Bonnie I'm so hung over that I honestly don't even know what subject the test is on."
"It's history," Caroline beamed probably the only answer she was going to be right about the whole day.
They strolled in with their heads hung low, while the teacher passed the tests faced down. Once everyone was seated the teacher said, "You may begin."
Elena's pulse started to quicken as she saw the test. Caroline wondered what would happen if she just left the test face down but after a moment, she flipped it over and it might as well have been written in a foreign language because she didn't know a thing. She could hear Elena's heartbeat beat frantically and turned to look at Bonnie, who was circling the answers. Caroline lifted her pen and decided to write her name, so at least the teacher would know whom to give a zero to. As she wrote her name, she chose to read the first question and then to her surprise watched as the pen glided to the answer and she circled it. The pen seemed to be moving out of its own volition and she glanced at Elena and shrugged and observed how Elena's pen slid down the paper with Elena's hand around it.
Confidently Caroline and Elena handed their tests in and gazed at Bonnie, who was doing a good job of ignoring them. When the bell rang they headed to their lockers.
"Bonnie did you do a spell to make us ace that test," Elena whispered, looking around making sure no one heard her.
"I did no such thing," Bonnie said, trying to hide a faint smile that was creeping onto her face. "I told you guys not to worry and if you did well then what's the matter with that?"
Caroline said, "You're right Bonnie, but just know that Elena and I don't believe you but we thank you."
Elena held a hand to her throbbing head and shook her head.
"Elena if I had failed that test, I would have to go to summer school and that's not part of my plan," Caroline said, trying to make her friend see that what Bonnie did was okay.
"Fine," Elena said, "never again okay."
Jeremy met Caroline and Elena near the janitor's closet after lunch. "You texted me," Jeremy said.
"Yeah, do you know if Bonnie can do a spell to ace a test," Elena asked him.
"We actually discussed that once, I don't think she can and even if she did, I don't think she would really do it. She did it though," Jeremy realized as he looked from Caroline to his sister.
When Devon was done interrogating Bonnie, she laid her head against the radiator for a while, thankful that it wasn't working, and hoping that anyone would realize that wasn't really her. For some reason she really wanted that person to be Damon. She had lied just now and she didn't want to think about the consequences when and if they found out the truth.
It was their last class of the day, and Connie wasn't really listening as the teacher droned on about Emily Dickenson's poem, "Because I Could Not Stop for Death."
"Ms. Bennett," the teacher called her, but Connie forgot her role and continued to write nonsense in her notebook.
"Ms. Bennett," the teacher repeated. "Bonnie" the teacher practically yelled out.
All eyes were on her now. "I need to talk to you after class." When class ended Caroline and Elena waited for Bonnie in the hallway.
Connie was nervous as she waited by the teacher's desk, while he sifted through some papers.
"I want you to rewrite your paper," he said when he located her essay. "I love the quote you chose, "A man is but the product of his thoughts what he thinks, he becomes," by Mahatma Gandhi, but I think you can expand on it."
Piece of cake Connie thought after all she was almost done with college before everything horrible had happened. I am Bonnie Bennett not Connie Kennett she said inwardly trying to internalize it.
"So what was that about?" Caroline asked.
"I just have to redo my essay," she huffed.
As they headed out of school, Bonnie spotted Damon and beamed at her friends as she ran to him. She threw her arms around Damon, who hugged her back and Jeremy, Caroline and Elena watched on, trying not to look so surprised.
Damon opened the door for Bonnie and they sped away.
"So what do you guys think Damon is going to do with Connie?" Jeremy asked Caroline and Elena.
"More importantly where is Bonnie?" Elena said her voice cracking.
"Damon is not going to let on that he knows, for right now he's going to let Connie think she has the upper hand. After all we don't know how powerful she is," Caroline said, biting her lower lip.
They all looked very concerned but they tried to change their expressions as Matt made his way over to them.
Meanwhile, Bonnie after a long time, freed herself from her cuffs, but then she heard footsteps coming down and she put them back on. As she saw, who came down, she gulped. It was Steven shirtless and as he came toward her, he leered at her and it made Bonnie feel sick and afraid. There was something in his eyes that she did not like and she feared that he was going to hurt her and she did have every right to be very frightened.
Yes it's true, I love Three's Company. Anyway, the doppelgangers are up to no good. What's in store for Connie and what is Damon's plan? What's going to happen to Bonnie?
