A/N: Hey, it is Iris writing today! Enjoy!
CHAPTER 3: Home sweet Home.
"Is –that- your house? That small two-frame house which is completely stuck between two others?" Bonnie demanded on a rather cold yet superior tone to her Aunt Isobel when she pulled over in the alley.
"Well, it is also yours now that you live with me Bonnie." Isobel replied trying to stay calm as she smiled at her.
"Let me remind you that it's temporary, it's only a matter of time before I go back to Malibu." She retorted, putting off her sunglasses to take a closer look at the house. Ewwwww. That is just not OK to live in that. I wonder if it can be any grosser in the inside. Bonnie thought making a disgusted face at the house.
Isobel pulled the keys in the lock and entered the house. She turned around for Bonnie and noticed that she was scrambling in her bag, she pulled an hand sanitizer and a tissue from it. She applied the sanitizer on the tissue and wiped it on the doorknob. Bonnie noticed that her Aunt was staring at her, so she thought she would explain. "It kills 99% of the germs." She simply said. Isobel sighed and made her way down to the living room.
"Aren't you going to help me with my luggage?" Bonnie inquired with a smoother voice. Isobel was trying everything to keep it together, she went back to help Bonnie.
"Thanks" Bonnie finally mumbled. Isobel put her stuff down the staircase and went in the living room, Bonnie following her.
"So here's the living room as you can see, the kitchen is back there, and my office is across the corridor. Upstairs are four bedrooms."
"How many bathrooms are there? Because I need my own." Bonnie crossed her arms against her chest, and was standing in a pose that supposed she was tired of her new life already.
"That won't happen because we have only two bathrooms, one in my room for my husband and I and one for my son Jason, he is a year younger that you." Isobel blurted out unnerved by her stuck-up behavior.
"That is not OK!" Bonnie shouted, "I'm going to my room."
"Hold on, under this roof, and under my responsibility there are rules you have to respect. I like to call them the three D's : No Drinking, No Driving, No Dating." She said with a goofy grin on her face. She waited for Bonnie's reaction.
"Listen, Isobel, I don't think this is going to work out you see…I'm not used to being told what I can or can't do. So I think I'll take it from here." She made her way to the stairs "And by 'No Driving' how do you expect me to get to school then?" She continued, rolling her eyes.
"Well dear, by riding a bike! It's in the garage, and I think you'll like the color." She teased now seating in the couch and turning on the TV to the news. We could see the sexy journalist Logan Fell on the screen.
"Arrrrrrghhh!" Bonnie growled, stomping up the stairs making the most possible noise she could on purpose. She entered what was supposed to be her room, it was furnished simply with a bed, a wardrobe and a desk. She put down her suitcases and went to the window. God, I feel like I've moved to freaking Wisteria Lane… Down the street she could see a group of teenagers walking in the middle of the street, talking and laughing together. She now went to her cousins room to introduce herself. She took the precaution to knock on his door, because you really don't know in what situation/ position you can find a guy these days.
"Come in!" Jason cried from the inside. So Bonnie went inside, and approached Jason who was seating at his desk.
"Hey, I'm Bonnie, your cousin. I'm going to stay here for a while" she offered her hand, and shook Jason's. "I will be honest with you, if you get in my way, I will destroy you, you understand? So you better be nice with me Jason."
Jason began to shiver, but it was only in a joking way. "I—I- will Bonnie, I will…not. You may think you're better than everyone, but here you are nothing! I'm not going to obey you like a little pet. Now get out of my room. And close the door behind you." Jason replied harshly to Bonnie.
Bonnie decided to grab a bite in the fridge and went upstairs to eat junk food. It was the least she could do to make her feel better in that complete mess of a life she lives in. She fell asleep a while later.
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Bonnie woke up at 6 am that morning, she didn't want to stay in that house, but she had a feeling school wasn't going to be good either.
She prepared her clothes as usual, she picked a nice puffy skirt up to her waist and a little beige camisole. She also picked out her favorite Louboutins, yes today was about impressing people at school so that they would respect her. She went down to the kitchen and ruffled through the fridge, obviously those people don't drink healthy smoothies, maybe Florida orange juice will deal, Bonnie thought. She grabbed a glass and poured the content of the juice box in it.
*Knock Knock Knock*
Bonnie knocked on the bathroom door, "Get out Jason! You've been in there for over half an hour!" Bonnie shouted her fists still on the door.
"Say the magic word!" Jason singsong, clearly enjoying torturing Bonnie.
"What magic word you dworf? Open the door, Please!" Jason opened the door in a second, and Bonnie fell on the floor.
"God, I'll make you pay you idiot!" Bonnie yelled now on her feet.
After a long and hot shower Bonnie went back to her room to change clothes, it was 6.45 pm and she couldn't ride the bus with everyone else so she had no other choice to ride the bike her Aunt had mentioned the day before.
She didn't have any sneakers and found some old ones in the garage while pulling out the dusty bike. She put her Louboutins in her school handbag and hopped on the bike. She made her way to school quickly and was pretty glad she didn't have to sit next to a smelly fat boy that certainly went to the same high school as her. She pulled over to the bike "parking lot" which was in front of the car parking lot. She retrieved her pumps out of the bag and took off her hideous yellow sneakers. Everyone was now looking at her, not only because her bike was the most ridiculous thing every (it was pink with little Barbies on it) but because she was making a fool of herself changing shoes and all that.
She felt a presence beside her and looked up to see who it was. He was a gorgeous black haired teenager, the noticeable thing about him what that he was blue eyed, which was rather rare.
"Nice bike" he pinpointed, acknowledging her.
"You're kidding right?" she asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I am." He chuckled smiling at her.
She didn't smile back. "I don't know because my fashion alert rang so many times since I landed here that maybe you actually think that that –thing- could be considered as nice." She replied so matter-of-factly.
"By the way, I'm Damon, Damon Salvatore." He insisted.
"Well, you can find my Bio on the Internet. I've got to go, Bye Demon Salvatore!" she stormed out of his reach and climbed the stairs to the main entrance.
There she made her way to the guidance counselor's office. On her way to the office, she nearly was smacked against a locker and she didn't understand why the hell she was. She looked for someone to blame and then noticed that everyone was smacked on the lockers and that the alley was clear. She took the opportunity to go while no one was in the hallway, she didn't realize that those people were clearing the way for the head cheerleader and her clique. Every single student was glaring at her in curiosity and were whispering stuff as she passed them. That's when she was face to face with the head cheerleader herself, Caroline Forbes.
"What do you think you're doing?" Caroline demanded, annoyed that a random girl thought she could walk while she walked in the hallway.
"Well that seems obvious that I'm going to class. What are you doing?" she asked back looking the girl in the eye.
"Wow, no one has the guts to talk to me like that, you're tough, I like you!" she squealed.
"And I totally love your shoes, it's Coach right?" she said, with a thin smile. Oh boy, she didn't just say that to my face? Bonnie's feelings at that very moment were a mix of anger and hatred towards that Caroline girl.
"It's LOUBOUTIN you ignorant! Don't you know who I am? I'm BB !" as she shouted, she was now practically running down the hall towards the counselor's office. This got to be a nightmare right? Was the only thought in Bonnie's brain.
A/N: So now, Damon and Caroline are in the picture, along with Jeremy. What did you think of it?