Chapter 3: Magic Tricks

It was a cloudy Saturday afternoon. It was probably gonna rain. Weirdly rain always put Bonnie in a good mood. It was as though she could feel the power of the lightning as it is carried by the wind and water. She guessed it was a witch thing. The young witch was in her living room working on some spells to pass the time. She's been going through some element manipulation spells. She started with water then moved on to fire. Her favorite. Practicing magic was one of her favorite pastimes.

Tyler never specified what time Saturday they would hang out. That's something he would always do. Just pop up. Bonnie never really had a problem with it until one day she was studying with a guy she liked, Danny Rolston and Tyler stopped by. Let's just say it was extremely awkward. Tyler acted like a dick and kicked the guy out. Bonnie got upset with him then kicked him out. Then that same night Tyler came by again with mint chocolate chip ice cream and kits cats and was quickly forgiven. They spent the night watching old Disney reruns.

Bonnie was recalling the past events when the doorbell rang.

She looked through the window and saw it was Tyler. Perfect timing her hair was pulled up in a messy bun her face bare of makeup. She wore a white tee with pink pajama pants and black fuzzy socks. But it wasn't like she needed to dress up for Tyler. They were friends after all.

"Here so soon," Bonnie grinned ear to ear, opening the door. She was meet with a smirk.

"Sup Bennett," Tyler greeted in the doorway. He had on blue jeans and a grey long sleeve shirt. His hair was in a mess. A cute mess mind you.

"Come in," Bonnie said stepping to the side.

"I was planning on taking you to the movies but they are sold out," Tyler explained stepping inside.

"Really?" Bonnie said leading him into the kitchen 'movies? huh,' she thought.

"Yep, I should have gotten the tickets sooner," Tyler shrugged.

"It's fine," Bonnie said, "You can sit down anywhere. Sorry about the mess," She continued motioning to the grimoires on the floor and candles around the room.

Tyler takes a seat on the sofa located on the left side of the room and picks up a grimoire.

"Faz- ma-two what language is this?" Tyler asked with furrowed brows looking down at the aged book in his lap.

Bonnie laughed at Tyler's attempted pronunciation. "Latin," She said.

"Isn't that a dead language?" Tyler asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No not really," She sits down next to him "This is a fire spell" she points down at the phrase.

"Wanna see?" Bonnie asks.

"Yeah," Tyler nodded.

Bonnie gets a cup of water and a small pot. Then she gets a piece of paper. She lays all the ingredients on the floor and sits cross. Tyler watched the Witch with intrigued eyes.

"The water acts as a binding agent," Bonnie says as she dips the corner of the paper in the water and chants. "Phasmatos Incendia," The paper burns Before it reaches her fingertips she drops in the pot. The paper burns then slowly.

"Come here," she says patting the carpet in front of her. Tyler sits down she scoots towards him on her knees and places both hands on his chest then closes her eyes.

"If you wanted to touch me you could have just ask," Tyler said.

"Haha," Bonnie laughs sarcastically, "I'm channeling you,"

"She causes the lamp in the corner of the living room to flicker at the same pace of his heartbeat.

Bonnie opened her eyes. "Why is your heart beating so fast," She asked.

"I don't know it's always been like that. I guess it comes with being a werewolf," Tyler says.

"Oh," She said.

The light stopped flickering and Bonnie took her hands off Tyler's chest.

"That felt.." he began searching for a word.

"Weird?" Bonnie filled in for him. It wasn't common to have someone's hands pressed against one's chest in such a situation.

"No, it felt kinda nice," Tyler said.

"Witches can channel from different elements and supernatural things. Which is why I can channel you." Bonnie explained.

"What other spells do you know? Can you make things fly?" Tyler said waving his hands around.

"Something like that," She says standing up. She takes his hand and drags him up the stairs to her bedroom. She jumps on the bed and motions for Tyler to sit.

"What are you doing," Tyler asks taking a seat.

Bonnie rips open the side of her pillow and shakes out some feathers. "It's one of the first spells my grams taught me," Bonnie says with a strained smile. Talking about her Grandmothers death still got to her.

Bonnies uses one hand to lift a single feather then rest it down.

"Wow!" Tyler says over exaggeratedly.

"I'm not done," Bonnie said hitting his arm.

She raises both hands and the feathers rise up, then she puts her hands down and they lower. Suddenly the feathers start circling around their heads.

"That's cool," Tyler said.

"Thanks," Bonnie said as she lowered the feathers.

"You look hot when you do your witchy stuff," Tyler said with a sly grin.

Bonnie's cheeks reddened and her eyes grew wide. Tyler just chuckled.

"How are you cleaning this up?" Tyler asked.

Bonnie opened her mouth then closed it. "I... think I might have a spell for that," She shrugs.

The rest of the evening Bonnie worked on spells with Tyler's assistance of course. He even let her practice a levitation spell on him. It worked for a few minutes but she ended up dropping him flat on his ass. After a few other spells Tyler helped Bonnie pack away her grimoires. There wasn't an exact place for them so somewhere on the bookshelf in the living room or in her bedroom closet or under the bed.

Both teens retreated to the living room for movie night and Tyler picked out a DVD criticizing Bonnie's questionable taste in movies while Bonnie prepared some butter popcorn, cookies, and sodas. They settled on the couch, Tyler with his feet up on the coffee table and Bonnie in with her feet tucked under her wrapped up in a blanket. By the second movie, Bonnie's head was in Tyler's lap, and one of his hands was in her hair. To any outsiders, the two would look like a cute couple but they were just friends. Close friends. They were in the middle of some action movie that had Vin Diesel in it, (so obviously it was good.) When Tyler's phone began to buzz.

"Hey, was up?..." he said into the phone. "...Okay... I'm on my way," Tyler said before he hung up.

"That was Matt I-" Tyler began.

"-Huh?" Bonnie asked, looking up she was completely into the movie.

"On the phone.. that was Matt... I gotta go." Tyler said as he began to gently pry Bonnie off his lap.

Bonnie sighed. "But were finishing this movie night one way or another," Bonnie said.

"Of course bon," Tyler said.

Bonnie walked Tyler to the door and she pulled him into a hug.

"Night Ty," she said against his chest.

He rests his chin on her head. "Night Bunny," he said.

She looked up at him. It was a mixture of shock and something else. It was good. 'Bunny'. That was Tyler's nickname for her when they were kids. They were really little and Bonnie was at Tyler's house for a sleepover but forgot Mrs. Cuddles. Tyler gave Bonnie his purple stuffed bunny to sleep with for the night. She would always sleep with it every time she slept over at Tyler's house. Thus the nickname was born.

Bonnie watched Tyler walk down the front steps to his car. They waved as he drove off. Bonnie closed the front door and looked at the living full of wrappers and empty soda cans. She sighed.

So what do you think? I still don't know where I am going with the plot. The next chapters I have written so far are mostly fun and no angst or that problematic. But I'll but my thinking cap on and try to come up with something. I had no clue how to end this chapter that's why it's mad choppy sorry...*

Thanks so much for reading. Stay tuned in for more.