My Bennett Witch

Getting Ready

(Bonnie pov)

"Why did I have to agree to this", I thought sadly while over thinking which heels I should wear, "I'm too nice for my own good".

"I see i'm too late, got nothing in my brain, a least that's what people say......" my phone sang.

"Hey Care, wats up?" I answered

"Nothing just thought I'd check on my best girl...."

"If you want to know what I'm wearing you'll have to find out like everyone else" I replied knowingly. "Some things just can't change about that girl", I mentally sighed.

"I know.....it's just....are you sure you don't mind driving with Damon" ,she worries "if he does anything I swear-

"Don't worry-I'm a witch, remember", I cut in before she can finish her sentence.

"Bye i'll see you later". I ended the call early before she can say anything else.

Just as I slipped on my wedge high heels with my black A-line one shoulder mini party dress, I heard a car honking. I peeked through my window and saw black mustang-but not any mustang-Damon's mustang. "Great", I muttered. I rushed through the door grabbed my black Clutch Handbag. "Just great........"

"Hurry up, judge. I don't have all day! Damon yelled from outside.

"You have more than a century", I shot back to him. As he was taking in my appearance I could tell  Care's years of dressing advice has finally paid off.

"Eye's up here", trying to stop Damon looking me up and down, "and if you keep your mouth open like that you might swallow a fly", I smirked.

I could tell tonight was going to be interesting.