Bonnie hugged her books tightly to her chest as she bit her lip nervously. It was the first day of school at Mystic Falls Private High School. She felt nervous because it was in the middle of the school year of her junior year and she was new to the city of Mystic Falls. She really hated that she had to wear a schoolgirl uniform like most private schools. It was only her dad and her since her mom left them when she was younger. Her dad was in the military so they moved all around the world or sometimes he would move and she would stay in whatever country or state or town that she was in for a little while until her dad came and took her away no matter how much she begged him not to.

Her dad was very strong minded and when he made up his mind about anything then it was set in stone and no one could change it. It was at most times frustrating for Bonnie, but it worked well in the military. She loved her dad, no matter what though because he was always there for her when he could be. She was thankful that she had one good parent there for her. Her mother was a subject she never wanted to talk or think about.

Bonnie, luckily had her own car, but it wasn't as nice as the other kids' cars. Hers was a worn out yellow bug where you had to wait a minute or two after turning on the ignition. It was at most times frustrating for her especially when she was in a rush to get somewhere. Her car was her baby named "Glinda". Bonnie always loved the story about Dorothy Gale and Oz. Her favorite character was Glinda, the Good Witch who helped Dorothy go back home and gave her ruby slippers which was why she named her car after her. Her dad even got her a tiny ruby slippers key chain to put on her rear view mirror which she did.

Bonnie quickly walked up the stairs and into the building. Once she had her class schedule, she would officially be a Timberwolf. She had been many things like a pig, a wolf, a sailor, a warrior, a cowboy, a laughing trout, a dog, a bull, a bull dog, and a leaf. At first, Bonnie made many friends, but lost touch with them once she moved away. Eventually, Bonnie just gave up and became the loner girl.

She went to the main office to get her class schedule, locker number, gym number, and her books. Bonnie smiled politely at the old woman, whose name was Dorota. Dorota gave her all of her information and a map of the school which Bonnie needed desperately since she was already twenty minutes late to her English class! But first she had to get her books from the library, put them in her locker, and then go to locker. Bonnie went inside of the empty library. It looked creepy to Bonnie because of how dark it was and with only light barely streaming in through the curtains which explained why no one probably went there.

"Hello?" Bonnie said hesitantly.

The sound of books falling to the ground caused Bonnie to jump and then she heard someone grunt in pain. "Ow," a man said as he rubbed the back of his head, coming out from one of the large aisle of bookcases. "What is it? What do you want?"

Bonnie gulped. "I-I'm sorry. I'm new here and-"

The man's eyes brightened and he said, "Oh, why didn't you say so in the first place, love! I'm Klaus Mikaelson, the librarian."

"Bonnie Bennet. I'm here to get my books."

"Of course." He went behind the large wooden desk in front of aisles of boxes inside of the bookcases where they also had cards for the books you check out. The library was so big that she was sure that it had every book known to man. Bonnie already knew that she was going to spend most of her time in here.

While he was getting the book cards for her books, she asked, "Is it only you here, Mr. Mikaelson?"

"Please call me 'Klaus', love. No, my brother, Elijah and my sister, Rebekah help here as well."

"Yes, Nik?" a woman's voice called from above. The library had three stories worth of books with curved stairs and everything. This private school was perfect for Bonnie…when it involved her thirst for knowledge of course.

Klaus looked annoyed. "Nothing," he called back. "I wasn't talking to you! Go back to your feminism books!"

A beautiful blonde woman came to the railing from above and smiled brightly, "A student! We never get students! She must be new."

Bonnie smiled politely at Rebekah, who walked down the curved stairs, and to Klaus. She continued, "I do not read just books on feminism."

"Oh, that's right, you read 'Fifty Shades of Grey'."

"I do not-"

"I found that book under your mattress, Rebekah."

Rebekah blushed a bright red and Bonnie held in her laughter as she watched the two siblings bicker at each other.

"Rebekah, Nikklaus," a man's voice said to them sternly yet with a hint of calmness. "There is a child in our presence."

She guessed that this must've been Elijah. Bonnie loved the way their voices sounded. Such beautiful and alluring accents…, she thought shyly. Bonnie enforced her mind to not "think" about them since they were her teachers or the staff of the school. Elijah looked so good in a suit that showed his power over everyone.

He held out his hand to shake hers which she shook back. "Miss Bennet, I presume."

She knitted her eyebrows in confusion. "Yes, how did you-"

"I read your transcripts. Impressive, I must admit to that." Elijah complimented.

"You read my transcripts," Bonnie questioned curiously.

He nodded. "Yes I did…I'm the principal."

Bonnie froze. "Well, I guess I better go to my first period."

"Who do you have?" Klaus asked.

Bonnie looked at her class schedule. "Uh, a Mr. Salvatore."

Klaus groaned. "Yes, hurry to his class. He's an ass."

"He's one of the best," Mr. Mikaelson reminded him. "Come."

Klaus handed her all of her books which were heavy, but Mr. Mikaelson was nice enough to let her put her books away. Mr. Mikaelson walked her to her class. Room 111. It sounds creepy. He opened the door and led Bonnie inside. The class stopped what they were doing and looked at Bonnie and Mr. Mikaelson. It looked like they were in study hall because they were either on their iphones or pretending to read a literature book. Bonnie tensed under some of their gazes.

Mr. Salvatore stopped writing on the board and looked quizzically at the both of them yet in his eyes there was a hint of coldness in them that made Bonnie shiver. He had these electric blue eyes that Bonnie just wanted to melt in. Damn this rich school, why did it have to have such hot teachers?! Like seriously, come on! His eyes burned into hers, but she wouldn't look him in the eyes.

"Damon, this is Bonnie Bennet and she's a new student. I think she lost her way to your classroom." Mr. Mikaelson told him. "Don't rough her up too much."

"I'll try," Mr. Salvatore said sarcastically as Mr. Mikaelson left.

Her teacher wore a dark blue buttoned up shirt that was tucked into his black suit pants and his shirt left two buttons undone. He looked positively like a prince of darkness. Wait, what? He didn't smile at her as he said, "Take a seat in the back row near Miss Forbes."

"Um, who-"

He looked down at his paper and said coldly, "Miss Forbes, would you please raise your hand for Miss Bennet?"

A perky blonde raised her hand and Mr. Salvatore looked up from his paper and smiled sarcastically at Bonnie saying, "There you go."

Bonnie resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Mr. Salvatore's asshole of a personality. She nodded and walked to the back, avoiding all eyes on her as she took her seat next to her. Bonnie shifted in her seat uncomfortably because no one was talking to her. Bonnie decided to take out her book and read. She read for only ten minutes though which bummed her out a little. She felt awkward while being there and it just…it just didn't feel right for her to even be there.

The bell had rung, bringing Bonnie out of her thoughts and she shook her head and put all her things inside of her bag. She stood up and was the last one out of the classroom, but Mr. Salvatore's voice stopped her dead in her tracks.

"Miss Bennet, don't ever read in my class again."

She turned around to face him. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. It'll never-"

"Happen again," he finished, not looking at her. "Yeah, that's what they all say."

She nodded and smiled politely at her teacher. "Yes, whatever you say, Mr. Salvatore."

Bonnie turned and quickly left to her second period, oblivious to the fact that her teacher's eyes were on her back as she left, his eyes undressing her.

Oh, she is going to trouble, Damon Salvatore thought as he sighed.

TBC…

I really hoped you guys liked this new story. It will be a very complicated story with so many of the TVD characters and having to put them in the right place. THIS IS AN ALL HUMAN FANFIC STORY! This story can only probably work in human times. I really do hope you all like it and will keep on liking it for a very, very, very long time. I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES! Sadly I do not because if I did then I would change some things.

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