A/N: First, thank you for reading, following and favoriting. I appreciate all the comments as well. Sorry it took me so long to update. I was kind of stuck. But, I'm working through it. Hope you all enjoy the next installment.

Chapter 5

Today was going to be a supernatural free day, Bonnie declared to herself. Her father had left for work and the house was all hers. Elena had called her early this morning to let her know that she was going to visit Jeremy in Denver. She needed a few days to be with family and clear her head. Bonnie knew it was just an excuse to run away from her feelings for Stefan and Damon. When Elena returned they would talk ad nauseum about the Salvatore brothers. But, since today was a 'no supernatural' day, Bonnie wouldn't concern herself…at least, not today.

So, what did normal teenagers do? Bonnie wondered. Her world had become so immersed in the supernatural; she had forgotten what it was like to just be a normal teen. Deciding to stay in her pajamas and watch movies while eating junk food seemed like a perfect solution to Bonnie.

Making her way downstairs to the couch with her hands full of absolutely nothing healthy, Bonnie prepared for a day of nothingness. Chick flick comedy or chick flick drama? That is the question. Bonnie decided on a chick flick comedy.

The tell-tale pattern of sounds alerted Bonnie to a new text. Hey Judgey.

Really? Bonnie wondered aloud. They had just entered a truce. It was way too soon for early morning texts and the use of the friendly terms. Didn't Damon do anything slowly? Why are you texting me?

I'm good. Thanks for asking.

Is something wrong? Did you do something I have to fix?

Yes, we are having beautiful weather.

What?

I'm trying to remind you that you declared a truce. Meaning we're friends and we can engage in pleasant conversation.

Funny. I meant truce as in we're no longer trying to kill each other and we can be cordial in public.

We need to talk about this.

Before Bonnie could think of an appropriate response, she heard the doorbell. She got up to open the door knowing it would be Damon. Am I really ready to be his friend? Seems like I have no choice in the matter, Bonnie thought darkly.

Opening the door, she could only smile as Damon stood before her in his trademark black t-shirt and dark jeans.

"What you doing?" Damon asked taking in the sight of Bonnie looking completely relaxed.

"Enjoying a day to myself."

"Sounds fun. Invite me in."

"Day to myself. Which word are you having trouble with?"

"Truce. Do you understand that word?"

Taking a deep breath to keep her temper in check, she replied, "Damon. I really just wanted a day to myself with no supernatural drama. Days like this are rare and I really want to enjoy today."

"And you can," he answered innocently. "Invite me in. I promise to be on my best behavior. Scouts honor."

"Like you were ever a scout," Bonnie mumbled under her breath. Knowing how determined Damon was, she knew he would stand on her porch until she invited him in. Why did she ever agree to a truce? "Fine. Damon, please come in and join me," she said making room for him to enter.

On the outside Damon was the picture of sincerity, but on the inside he was giddy with excitement. My plan was working. She accepted a truce. I am now invited into her home. Now, all I have to do is be my charming self and she would putty in my hands. This was so easy.

Bonnie led him to the living room. He wanted in. Well, two can play that game. He wanted a girls' day…and that's what she would give him.

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Damon couldn't believe he had allowed himself to spend a day like this with Bonnie. Oh, she had caved and let him hang out with her. He wished she hadn't. All day, they had watched chick flicks with cheesy love stories. He watched her paint her nails. She read magazine articles to him about decoding a guy's body language. She had played him and he knew it. But, she wasn't the only one who could play games.

Bonnie enjoyed watching Damon squirm and pretend to enjoy his 'chill' day with her. Every time he had tried to interrupt, she would remind him that he could leave at any time. However, he never did. She was almost impressed by his resolve. A few times, she had to catch herself to keep from laughing at his discomfort. She hated to admit it to herself, but she was actually enjoying her time with Damon. He was charming. And even she could not deny that he was hot. Finally deciding that he had had enough, she ended 'chill' day.

Walking him to the door, Bonnie asked, "Did you have fun?"

"Lots. You just have no idea."

Chuckling, she responded, "It showed."

"I bet."

"Don't act like that. You wanted to hang out with me, remember?"

"I did. And you had fun…with me," he rejoined with an impish smile and the signature Damon eyebrow lift.

Bonnie knew that look. Somehow, this conversation had taken a turn…and not in her favor. "I did," she answered cautiously.

"Good. So, you won't mind doing this again with me?"

"A movie day?"

"Or something."

She was nervous now. The lascivious look on Damon's face promised untold delight. But, Bonnie was not one to back down from danger. She was confident that she would never be swayed by Damon. "Or something could work."

With a smirk, Damon left the house. Bonnie Bennett, full of surprises. It wasn't until Damon reached his room that he realized two things. One. He actually enjoyed Bonnie's company. Two. He hadn't thought about Elena all day. Maybe focusing on Bonnie would be a good thing.