A/N: Hey Everyone! It's Lily writing. Enjoy!

Chapter 2- Do You Know Who I am?

You have got to be kidding me. Thought Bonnie Bennett as she got out of her seat and started down the isle. A stewardess came over to her.

"Please sit down, Miss. The plane is about to take off," She informed her.

Bonnie rolled her eyes, and pushed her glasses up. "Do you know who I am?" She demanded, her green eyes glittering madly.

The Stewardess just sighed, "Who are you? Madonna?" She sounded bored.

"I'm Bonnie Bennett, or BB, the hot singer/ songwriter" She informed her matter-of-factly.

"Well, I don't care. You're going to be treated just the same as everyone else, now back to your seat," She cried out.

"But I want to get off this stinking plane," Bonnie complained, folding her arms across her chest and pouting.

The Stewardess just ignored her. "Nobody is getting off this plane except when we reach Virginia," She told her.

Bonnie wailed at the name, and reluctantly headed back to her seat. Once on her chair, she fastened the seat belt and swore. She used all the swear words she knew. She was so mad at her mom. Mad that she had tricked her. She shouldn't have gone with her.

Bonnie then sighed, and plugged in her iPod. She would just have to take the next plane to LA when she reached Virginia. She certainly had enough money on her Golden Express Visa Card. She smiled, and pulled her wallet out. She had hundreds of dollar bills folded up inside.

She put her purse back inside and started to listen to Kesha's latest song. When she had met her in person, she hadn't really liked her. Kesha was so down to earth, and Bonnie couldn't understand how someone so famous, like herself, could interact with normal people so well.

Bonnie pulled out of her handbag her disinfectant spray, and started spraying the chair beside her, and the hand rest of her chair, and wiped them carefully. Then she just closed her eyes and prayed the flight would end soon, so she could go back to LA.

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Bonnie awoke to the sound of chatter. She looked out of her window and grinned. The plane had landed. She rushed out of her seat, shoving past the other people, and ignoring their annoyed looks. She was way more important than them anyway.

She pushed to the front of the aisle, and ran down the stairs onto the platform. There a bus was waiting. "What the hell?" She muttered to herself.

She gathered from the rest of the people that she would have to get on the bus which would drive them all to the terminal, where they would pick up their luggage.

Bonnie sighed and got onto the bus, sitting carefully in a seat by the door. She winced as she found some gum on the seat beside her. Ew, common people's saliva. She thought to herself in disgust.

She put on her shades as the bus started to fill up with people. She scowled at a teenage boy who plopped next to her on the seat. "Er, you cant sit there," She told him.

The boy looked confused, "Why not?"

"Because, I'm sitting here. Do you know who I am?" She asked him.

The boy suddenly smiled, recognition coming into his eyes. "You're BB. God, you're so hot," He exclaimed, looking her blue dress up and down.

Bonnie smiled, "I know I am, now get up," She ordered.

The boy shook his head, "The ride is only 5 minutes, and besides, could you sign my arm?" He asked her, holding out a pen which he'd been doodling with.

Bonnie sighed, as the bus took off. She nodded, grimly. "Fine, What's your name?" She asked him.

"Jeremy," He told her, bobbing his brown hair up and down.

Bonnie nodded.

She took his pen and scribbled on his arm.

Jeremy,

Don't sit next to me again, okay?

Bonnie Bennett (BB)

Jeremy grinned, "Cool, now all my friends will know I sat next to you," He murmured.

"Where are you from?" Bonnie asked him, bored. The bus neared the terminal.

"Mystic Falls. I was just seeing a concert in LA and doing shopping for my sister," He murmured.

"You have a sister? I'm an only child, thankfully," Bonnie muttered.

Jeremy actually smiled, "Yes, I do. Her name's Elena. Where are you going? Why is BB in Virginia?" He asked, raising his eyebrow.

Bonnie glared at him, "Well, my mother tricked me, she said I've become too stuck up," She told him, folding her arms across her chest.

"No?" Jeremy looked disbelieving, but he sounded like he was joking.

Bonnie narrowed her eyes at him, "Are you making fun of me?" She demanded.

"So where are you staying in Virginia?" He asked.

"I'm supposed to be staying in Mystic Falls too, with my aunt Isobel but I'm going to take the next flight back to LA," She muttered.

Jeremy looked disappointed, "Why? You'll like Mystic Falls," He insisted.

"Sorry, but I'm not into the whole cow milking thing," She murmured.

Jeremy now looked confused, "What? There's no cows there," He exclaimed.

Bonnie rolled her eyes, "Whatever. Oh look, there's the terminal," She muttered.

Jeremy looked hesitant, but pulled out his cell phone. "I can give you my number incase you decide to stay," He suggested.

Bonnie started to shake her head, but Jeremy had already snatched her pink iPhone from her hands, and was typing in his number.

"Er, I don't hang out with common people," She muttered.

Jeremy rolled his eyes, and held out his cell phone just as the bus came to a stop in front of the airport.

"Photo?" He asked, holding his cell phone in the air.

There was one thing Bonnie couldn't resist. And that was being photographed.

She smiled, "Oh, go on," She muttered, smiling at the small screen.

Jeremy snapped a shot on his cell phone, then hopped up. "Well, see you around," He cried.

"Probably not," Muttered Bonnie, but he didn't hear her. She got up, and followed the rest of the passengers down towards the airport. She pushed the double doors open, and headed towards the conveyer belt, where they picked up their suitcases.

She quickly spotted her two big pink suitcases, and dragged them onto a trolley. She had never had to do this for herself. She gasped, as she nearly fell from the weight of them. Then she warily pushed the trolley with her bags on towards a desk where a hostess sat. She hurried over to her, an annoyed look on her face.

"I want a first class ticket to LA, leaving today," She told her, breathlessly.

The stewardess looked at her like she was crazy. "Sorry maam, there are no more flights to LA today. The next flight is in a couple of days," She informed her.

Bonnie cried out, "Are you freaking kidding me?" She demanded.

The Stewardess looked taken aback. "The day manners were handed out, it seems like you were taking a bathroom break," She told her.

Bonnie was confused now as well as annoyed. "What?" She demanded.

The stewardess rolled her eyes, "There are no flights until Friday. And we are now Monday," She explained to her as if she was a two year old.

Bonnie was insulted. "Do you know who I am?" She asked the stewardess, pushing the glasses out of her eyes.

The stewardess looked puzzled, "A really bratty teenager?" She asked her.

Bonnie gasped, and stormed away from the desk. Nobody had ever treated her like that before.

She headed to the side of the airport where everyone was lined up to leave. She pushed her trolley, tiredly. Where was Philip? She thought, angrily. She would have to call him over once she was at a hotel.

She was not staying at her aunts. All she wanted was to check into the nearest Hilton, and take a soothing foaming bubble bath, then eat caviar with a baguette, her favorite low- fat meal. Oh and she could have a low fat decaffeinated mocha with fat-free foam from Starbucks. They knew her special order. All she had to do was call them.

She surveyed the people, trying to push past them to get to the road. She could call a cab or something, and then have them take her to the nearest 5 star hotel.

A voice interrupted her reverie. A woman with dark hair, and pale skin called out. "You Bonnie Bennett?" She asked her, a slight smile on her lips.

Bonnie nodded, tiredly. "Yes, that would be me," But she couldn't help the smug smile that crossed her face.

The woman smiled, "Well, I'm your aunt Isobel," She told her, holding out her hand to take the trolley.

Bonnie looked at the woman, who was smiling back at her. She was my father's sister. Her father's side of the family was white, because her father himself was white.

Bonnie rolled her eyes at her, "Well, I'm not going anywhere with you. Where's the nearest taxi?" She asked her, a bored look on her face.

Author's Note: So it was Lily writing, and Bonnie finally landed in Virginia! What happens next? You'll see in the next chapter : )