AN: So just another story idea from me… I finally decided to write the first chapter.

I will try to update at least 2 stories tomorrow… maybe ones I haven't updated in a while or idk whichever I feel like writing at the moment.


WARNING: This is an AU story and characters are human… also they will be mostlikely OOC at times but its just to go with the storyline.


Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot of this story.


Bonnie hopped out of the shower, tightly wrapping a towel around her damp body as she made her way to the door that leads to her bedroom.

Upon opening the door, as soon as the thick steam dispersed, she was shocked to see her best friend lying on her bed with an amused smirk plastered on his face.

"Damon what are you doing here." She exclaimed clutching the towel tightly to her.

"Oh come on Bonnie… you act as if I have never seen you naked before." He chuckled darkly as he sat up.

"We were four so that doesn't count. Why are you here anyways?" She pressed on.

He sighed and ran a hand through his raven colored hair.

"You're a girl right?" he asked nervously.

She arched a brow at his ridiculous question.

She had definitely not expected that.

"Wow. We have known each other how long and you just figured that out… yes the last time I checked I was a girl genius." She said sarcastically.

He rolled his eyes and continued on.

"What I meant is… I need advice from a girl… and since you're my best friend who loves me so much, I came to you." He said.

"You came to me for advice? I am assuming this advice has to be about a girl… and I am not sure I am the best person to come to for that Damon."

"But you are a girl. You may not dress or act like one but deep, deep down inside that tomboy exterior is a young woman who can help me win over Elena… no matter what I do she never seems to notice

me." He plopped down on her bed dramatically.

It was true, Bonnie was a tomboy…

After her mother had died, she was left with her clueless dad to raise her, and he being the manly man that he was had no clue how to raise a daughter.

So this had caused Bonnie to be the sport loving, rough housing, girl she was today.

She didn't like girly things, in fact she made fun of girls that did…

Since none of the girls in the small town of Fells Church really accepted her, she naturally fit in with the guys, who accepted her as one of their own.

"Gee thanks for the lovely speech… I don't have much experience in dating Damon… but it seems as if girls like Elena like what they can't have, so if you are trying to impress her that might just be the

problem."

He sat upright a mischievous glint in his eyes.

She could almost hear the wheels turning in his head and couldn't help but wonder what it was that her big mouth had gotten her in this time.

"Why are you looking at me like that Damon?"

"I know just how to get Elena… and you are going to help me." He smirked.

She shook her head in protest.

"Oh no, Damon. Whatever you have just schemed up in that messed up head of yours, you can just count me out."

"Come on Bonnie. Don't you want to help me?" He asked.

He then put on his puppy dog face, his eyes wide and pleading.

This was a dirty trick on his part.

He knew that she could never say no to him when he did this.

She shook her head stubbornly trying to stay strong, but after only a few minutes she felt her resolve slowly crumble away.

She sighed heavily, hating that he had this affect on her.

"You suck, you know that?"

A grin danced on his lips for he knew that he had managed to sway her.

He threw his arms around her in a bear hug.

"You're the best." He said into her hair.

"I hate you." She replied bitterly, though this was far from the truth.

In fact she was actually in love with her sometimes idiotic friend… she just wouldn't admit it to him.

She would never tell him how every time he spoke of how wonderful Elena was, he was unknowingly breaking her heart.

No. she would never tell him…

"You know you love me… it's okay I love you too." He replied placing a soft kiss on her forehead, much in the way an older brother would kiss his little sister.

That was how he probably felt about her, and probably will always feel.

She would be nothing but a sister to him, or so she thought anyways…

She didn't know that when she had agreed to help him that it would change her life dramatically.

His close proximity suddenly reminded her that she was still only draped in a towel.

Her cheeks felt warm as blush crept up into them.

She stepped back and averted her gaze awkwardly.

"Um… can we continue this talk after I get dressed?" She asked embarrassed.

His eyes widened in realization as he had also forgotten about her lack of clothing.

"Oh. Right… um I will be downstairs then." He said quickly as he walked out of her room shutting the door behind him.

She got dressed fast throwing on whatever her fingers touched first, not caring for appearances.

She had never found appearances important and was appalled that so many people only cared for looks rather than what someone had to offer intellectually.

She sighed and trudged downstairs solemnly where she knew Damon was waiting and ready to indulge her with all of the 'wonderful' details of his plan.

She just knew that she most definitely wasn't going to like this one bit.


AN: so basically an intro to the story… R&R and tell me if I should continue or not =) this hasn't been Beta proofread as this is just to see if you would like to read more of this story at all… so all of the horrible mistakes are my own… hopefully next chap will be nice and clean and beautiful lol that is if you want a next chapter =)