I'm Never The One | Bamon

Chapter 5: 'The Subtle Art Of Sexting'

A JITTERY BONNIE BENNET IS HIDING UNDER HER VIOLET BED COVERS WITH HER FACE ILLUMINATED BY THE BRIGHT GLOW OF HER CELLPHONE SCREEN

It's Saturday night and she's been like this for hours, unable to put her device down when in conversation with a certain recent contact.

"What are you wearing?" The teenage girl reads the text message out loud, her thumbs freeze in contemplation of a good response.

What could I say that doesn't make me sound desperate or prudish?, she thinks to herself.

Normally, in this kind of situation, she would seek the guidance of her two best friends. Due to this being a very special case, this is not an option. She has never kept anything from the blonde or brunette, especially pertaining to anything to do with boys, but this is something she has decided to keep to herself. It's her special little secret, so she's on her own with this one. Usually she would take both of their advice and find a middle ground.

So she thinks to herself, What would Caroline Forbes do?
Answer: Text a flirty response with details of lingerie that will hopefully lead to the topic of sex.

What would Elena Gilbert do?
Answer: Text a coy response that subtly avoids the question and play it safe.

What is the middleground here?
Answer: No fucking clue.

She needs to somehow keep it low key and simultaneously keep him interested. Someone seriously needs to write a book on, 'The Subtle Art Of Sexting'.

After much needed brain storming and a nervous breath, she answers.

Bonnie: Wouldn't you like to know ;)

typing...typing...typing

She bites her manicured nail as she waits for him to respond.

typing...typing...typing

Damon: Not even a hint?? You're killing me here :(

Ummm...

Bonnie: Do my hello kitty socks count?

beat

Damon: It's a start...

Bonnie: What about...pink pyjama shorts?

Damon: Getting warmer.

Bonnie: Lacey grey camisole?

She doesn't wait for his response and sends another.

Bonnie: No bra.

Hoping that she's not being to forward, she waits for him to text back. A solid minute passes.

Damon: Picture?

Now this is definitely not her forte. She has never sent a nude photo in her life, much less taken one. She's heard stories of girls sending them to boyfriends all the time, but she doesn't have the guts.  She's never had confidence issues with her body or felt the need to dodge her reflection after stepping out of the shower, but someone else seeing her in that vulnerable position is an entirely different story. The only other time she has been in such a position was the night she lost her virginity, which is a night she refuses to revisit. This is not a relationship, it's a fun time. Therefore she refuses to be the first one to take that jump.

Bonnie: You go first.

Two minutes pass.

Damon: (Image)

loading...loading...load-

She can't help the gasp that escapes her. Before she can even process the image, the moment she sees skin the phone drops on chest and her hands cup her mouth in shock.