The Xander Gander: February 20th, 1997
by slayerfest
So, in recognition of the fact that this journal or whatever is extremely lame, I’m going to give it an equally lame name.
The Xander Gander.
Yep. That’s right. This here book is a goose.
I came up with it in the middle of biology today and laughed aloud. I think the new teacher thought I was laughing at what he was saying. The class looked at me funny, and then we moved on.
I think it’s perfect.

Buffy recently tried out for cheerleading. Giles didn’t take it very well. Rightfully so, as it turns out… some girl’s hands caught on fire. My favourite part was when Cordelia went blind. Then Buffy was almost dead, so that was less good.
She’s not a cheerleader anymore. I applaud either decision.

A few days later, Dr. Gregory got killed and we had this gorgeous substitute. I mean… wow. I don’t even want to try to describe her.

Mostly because she turned out to be a GIANT PRAYING MANTIS.
Jesus. Start falling for a vampire Slayer, fall harder and faster for a big bug who wanted to mate with me (a plus) and then kill me (a drawback), and now back to falling for a vampire Slayer.
The Xander Gander is amused, I can tell.

I finally met Buffy’s favourite stalker in the whole wide world. He gave her his jacket. What the hell is that about? “Hello, Buffy. Maybe I’ll follow you around creepily while being buff and give you things like stupid hints and jackets. Oh, and what’s my name? It’s Angel. My name is Angel. Yep, it’s an actual name now. I made it so. I’m Angel. Now I’ll just totally destroy your friend’s chances with you and steal away into the night because I’m Angel and that’s what I do.”

Ugh. Angel isn’t even a NAME.

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