Xander woke up slowly. He stretched his arms out wide and scratched himself on the chest. He looked down at himself curiously. For some reason he was wearing the same clothes as yesterday. His curiosity deepened when he realized that he was sleeping on the floor. Xander stood and looked himself in the mirror. He seemed okay, probably just a big night at the bronze. What exactly were they putting in those coffees?
Opening the door to his room he wandered down the hall and into the kitchen. The room was unusually quiet for a Monday morning.
“Mom? Dad?” he called out
There was no answer. Xander shrugged and figured that they left for work early. He didn’t feel hungry so he decided just to catch up with the others in the library. Just before leaving he noticed a strange note on the fridge door. He read over it a couple of times to make sure he wasn’t making any mistakes.
“Funeral plans?” he asked himself curiously
Xander walked onto the campus of Sunnydale High School an hour later. He was feeling very chipper and thought to himself that this was going to be his day. He got to his locker and opened the combination. He felt his shoulder and realized that he had forgotten to bring his bag. Xander rolled his eyes in frustration.
“Good one Harris.” he berated as he pulled out his notebooks.
As he wandered down the hall he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had forgotten something. It was niggling at him in the back of his mind that this was something important but for the life of him he couldn’t remember what it was.
bang
Xander looked down. He had dropped his books. Looking around embarrassed and quickly gathered them up. Shaking off the moment he held them more securely and headed for the Library.
bang
It happened again. Xander looked at his hands curiously. He was sure that he held the books tighter that time. He was beginning to feel a little weirded out but the experience and decided to hurry to the library.
He entered the library quickly and placed his schoolbooks on the check out desk. Xander looked up and realized that the place was empty. This was just getting a little too strange for him. He wandered over to the table and sat on it casually
“Giles? Hello?” he called out, “Anybody?”
He sat there quietly alone until the bell rang. Not being able to shake off the spooked feeling from the lack of people around him he gathered his things and headed off to class.
History wasn’t his favorite class. He sat there quietly as he played with his pencil and tried to stay awake.
clatter
Xander looked down and realize that he had dropped his pencil. In disbelief at his own clumsiness he picked it up again and started to play with it.
clatter
Just like the books the pencil dropped out of his hand. His mild concern just upgraded it’s self to major concern. He placed the pencil carefully on his desk and stared at it for a long time.
Xander arrived back at his locker completely befuddled. He had dropped his books another three times on the way back and even he knows he’s not that clumsy. To him this sounded like Giles territory. As he closed his locker door he saw Willow walking down the hall and organizing the contents of her back. He smiled and wandered over to his friend.
“Hey Will, Glad I caught you, has anything weird happened to you today?” he asked.
Willow looked up. When she saw Xander she dropped her back and started to pace back slowly in fear.
“I’m guessing that’s a yes.” Xander replied curiously
Willow didn’t answer she just turned tail and ran down the hall. Xander watched this confused. Knowing he wasn’t going to get any answers standing around he decided to follow her.
Buffy sat quietly in the lounge area and flicked through a magazine. Just then Willow rushed up breathless with that unmistakable look of fear in her eye. Buffy dropped the magazine and turned to her.
“Will what is it?” she asked in concern
“I saw him Buffy! He was in the hall.” she retorted anxiously.
Buffy smiled reassuringly she patted the seat next to her and Willow sat down. Buffy put her arm around her shoulder and looked into Willows eyes.
“I know it’s been hard on you Will and I understand if what you thought you saw was . . .”
“Buffy you’re not listening!” Willow said in a scared tone, “I saw HIM in the hall.”
Xander arrived at the lounge area completely out of breath. For some strange reason Willow was trying to loose him. As he straightened himself up he noticed the girls on the sofa. With a sense of relief he jogged up to the pair of them.
“Buffy, thank god you here, something very high on the weirdometer is happening.”
Buffy and Willow looked up at Xander almost at the same time they jumped out of their seat and started to back away. Xander shrugged in confusion.
“What? Do I smell or something?” he asked curiously
Willow moved around and hid behind Buffy. Buffy smiled awkwardly at the confused Xander.
“Hey . . . Xander, ah, what are you doing here?” she asked nervously
“Well Buffy I’m trying this new thing call not failing school,” he replied, “that usually involves me going on weekdays.”
“Ah . . . that’s great Xander, um, I was kind of wondering what you are doing ‘here’”
Buffy indicated to their present location. Xander got the strange feeling she wasn’t telling him something.
“Okay freaky time is over,” Xander replied, “What did you do with the real Buffy and Willow?”
Willow looked at Xander closely from her hiding spot behind Buffy.
“Buffy I don’t think he knows.” She said cautiously
“Know what?” Xander asked in frustration, “what the heck is going on around here.”
Buffy took two defensive steps forward. She rubbed the back of her neck anxiously.
“Uh . . . Xander, how can I put this? You’re dead.”
Xander looked at the slayer in a mixture of confusion and shock.
“I’m sorry,” he replied disjointedly, “could you run that by me again.”
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