Traveling back
Bonnie wasn't sure what the witches wanted her to do and what exactly they wanted her to accomplish by this but here she was performing the spell that would without a doubt land her in a time she didn't want to be in. It was a odd sensation as she felt herself being thrusted back into a time she didn't know much about. Bonnie wasn't sure what the witches wanted her to do and what exactly they wanted her to accomplish by this but here she was performing the spell that would without a doubt land her in a time she didn't want to be in. It was a odd sensation as she felt herself being thrusted back into a time she didn't know much about. The candles flickered as the magic worked and her own room disappeared. Bonnie materialized at a bar. She raised her eyebrow. Where the hell was she?
Bonnie looked up to hear the loud noises of a cheering crowd who was pumped up with the adrenaline of the music. She raised her eyebrow knowing that this wasn't quite her scene or taste in music. She needed to get out of here and find Damon. Bonnie ignored the passing patrons look at her clothing choice. Great, she stood out like a sore thumb..sort of.
Bonnie quickly made her way to the exit only to feel the thud of someone's chest against her face. Her emerald orbs looked up to see the person in question. It was Damon Salvatore in the flesh although his wardrobe fit the time period, his usual leather jacket, leather pants, and the dark colors. His eyes were still striking as ever still holding the underlying danger that probably attracted a plethora of women to him. Bonnie blinked a bit trying to make sure she wasn't imagining what was on his face. Except for the fact that he was wearing guy liner. Bonnie put a hand over her mouth pretending that this look didn't amuse her. "Did Pete Wentz make over your wardrobe?" She questioned.
She realized that he wouldn't get the reference and just shook her head. "Nevermind. Excuse me. I'm Bonnie." Before shaking her hand. It was odd knowing that she knew him and to him this would be the first time she met him. She already knew his name, to him she was a stranger. Well here was to meeting Damon Salvatore for the first time.Like it would be any different.