Chapter 1

I woke up and checked the time it was 8:00. I got up grabbed my spare clothes and went to take a shower. After, I decided to go down to the kitchen. As I was heading down the hall way when I bumped into someone. "Sorry, Simon didn't-"I stopped it wasn't Simon. To be exact it was a tall guy of about 25 with raven colored hair, eyes like the night sky, pale skinned but it looked good on him, and lips ooooh…they were pulled in a smile, and then I realized that I was staring and spacing out they were trying to talk to me.

"Ahhh...I'm sorry about that." I said.

He chuckled, "No problem, you okay?"

"Um...yeah I'm fine...I'm clumsy is all. You must be George's replacement, right? Hi, I'm Bonnie." I said as I stuck my hand out. He seemed to be thinking about something, kind of staring intently ….Weird, but finally replied and shook my hand.

"Yeah, I'm Damon Salvatore."

"Damon, nice to meet you. When did you get here?"

"About 15 minutes ago. I was actually heading to my room when some clumsy redhead came out of nowhere and ran right for me aiming to run me down." He replied sarcastically. Then I notice that I had bumped into him when he was carrying a couple of his bags to the room that would now be his.

"Oh…yeah sorry about that. Is everyone down in the kitchen?" I asked

"No, they left. Duty called."

"You didn't go with them? Why?"

"No, I still need to be briefed and meet the group. Mrs. Flowers the Chief's wife let me in. Um…why are you here? Do you work here? "

"Oh. No, I don't work here."

"Then why are you here?" He asked a little accusingly.

"I …uh…I help cook." I said quickly because I couldn't think of what to tell the guy. Oh well you see I stay here from time to time because it's like my second home. I've been coming here for about three years since my parents died in a fire because I can't sleep because of these nightmares. It seems to happen less often when I come here, so I often stat here overnight. I have my own room here. Yeah…I don't think so.

I quickly added "I can help you bring your things to your room. It's the least I can do and then I can cook you up some breakfast if you're hungry."

"Thanks, but I got it. I think you've done enough." He said and with that picked up his bag and headed to his room.

Wow, rude much. I thought he was a nice guy but apparently not. I mean really like two minutes ago he was like you okay? And smiling and then he's like I think you done enough. Like I ran over his dog, damn all I did was bump into you. This guy really pissed me off. Whatever, I'm gonna head to the kitchen and make some food for the guys when they get back.

I cooked for about two hours. I made roasted chicken with rice and my special crunchy potatoes. They came back at about 11:30 just as I was taking the chicken out of the oven. "Wow, Bonnie that smells great. " Raff said. Thanks. Why don't you guys get cleaned up I'll set the table." I said. They all grunted and muttered in agreement. As I was setting the table all I could do was get aggravated. That…That ass hadn't come downstairs since that bump in this morning. If he thinks he's gonna come down and eat ohh he is severely mistaken. I had notice that everyone was sitting down and putting food on their plates. She was taking off her apron when John said "Hey Bon I heard the replacement was coming in this morning is he here?" I snorted and turned around and they all looked at me I was pissed. He was here alright.

I yelled loud enough to be heard from upstairs "Oh, you mean the COCKY ASS GROUCH that is currently occupying one of the rooms upstairs and has no manners at all." They all stared at me open mouthed. "What?" I asked.

"Nothing . So he's here I gather then." John quickly.

"Yeah he's here." I said grabbing a plate.

As I was about to sit we heard a door slam and he came out and headed down the stairs and came right up to me and said "Cocky ass grouch? Really now carrot top." Ooooh that did it!

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me." he said as he grabbed a plate and began to sit down. Oh no you didn't.

I grabbed the plate from his hands and said "Oh honey you're not eating this food, here this is your food. "As I roughly handed a plate of Sheryl's casserole from last night into his hands.

"What? Are you crazy woman I'm not eating this. I'm eating that."

"No you're not I made that food. They deserve it and earned it, you didn't. It 's my food and you're not getting one ounce of it."

"Are you serious, you can't do that. I work here."

"Tough luck bub, I made it. If you're not on call and you stay back you have to help make the food in order to eat it. If you don't, you eat leftovers."

We were in each other's faces now. Everyone at the table was looking at both of us.

"Well, sorry princess I don't follow rules."

"Yeah well you are now." I smiled and threw the casserole in his face.

He blinked and then said "The fuck is wrong with you?"

"Me! Are you serious? You started this whole thing you rude ass."

"You're unbelievable."

"Yeah well get used to it."

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you."

And with that he went upstairs to his room and slammed the door closed. No one said anything still they were still open mouthed. "Enjoy the food guys, I'm not hungry anymore." I said and headed for my room. Once there I took my I-pod from my hoddie and put them in and decided I'd draw. It always seemed to calm me down.