A/N: So it really hasn’t been THAT long since I’ve updated, but I had to catch up in all my classes after I missed a week for being on crutches. Add to that the fact that I’ve had several midterms and papers and projects due…well…lets just say I picked a HORRIBLE time to fall and hurt myself. But since it’s the holidays and I feel like procrastinating my online midterm and English paper….look what ya’ll get!! Feedback would be super great, and as always, thoughts are in between ** because I STILL haven’t figured out how to use the italics….
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Buffy knew she was being immature, but she didn’t care. After she’d ran away from Angel last night and gotten home, she knew it wouldn’t be long until he showed up to talk. Not even ten minutes later she felt, rather than heard him, come into her room and did what every other seventeen year old girl mad at her boyfriend would do…she hid out in her mom’s room and waited till he left. It had been a long night… and waking up in her mom’s uncomfortable bed didn’t help to improve her mood. She rolled out of bed and set about getting ready for another long day of school, and couldn’t quite get past the weird feeling that she had…it was like a combination of when Angel was around, and the knowledge that something was happening. She got to her bedroom and opened the door only to find that the room was otherwise occupied.
**Guess that explains that ‘Angel Feeling’ I was having** she thought to herself as she saw him laying on his side facing away from her on her bed.
**Was he here the entire night?**
As if he could read her thoughts, he rolled over and looked at her, “Yeah”
“Angel what are you doing here?” she asked, hoping he didn’t want to go fully into her blowup last night, which she knew was pointless.
“I wanted to talk to you,” he answered, knowing that she was not that naïve as to why he was sitting in her room after the sunrise.
“Well, I *so* don’t have time right now…if I show up late for school one more time when my mom’s gone, I get stuck with a babysitter so if you don’t mind I’d like to wait till later to talk…and for you to turn around so that I can get dressed,” she said, not quite angrily but not quite nicely either. However, instead of arguing with her, he acquiesced and turned and faced the wall. Buffy dressed quickly, not really seeing what she was wearing, just noting that it matched and was clean. When she finished she finished, she walked over and touched him on the shoulder.
“We’ll talk when I get back okay? In the mean time just…get some sleep or something, it’s obvious you didn’t do that last night” she said to him before turning to leave. Before she could move she felt his hand grab hers and she turned to look at him.
“I’m sorry,” he said rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand. The small move softened her anger at the vampire and she quickly bestowed a kiss on the top of his head.
“I know, but I gotta get going alright? Just stay here, I’ll be back as soon as I can,” she said, and he dropped her hand. She walked out of her room and down the stairs. Grabbing her bag as she left the house she thought to herself **At least I didn’t open all the curtains yesterday**
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Snyder was in an even worse mood than he usually was today. Not only did several juvenile delinquents decide it would be a good idea to vandalize the school last night, and some kids decided to start a fight out front already.
AND as if the school wasn’t already full enough with hormonally challenged kids, he had to deal with another new kid. He had to find someone to show her around the school, and fast. After that thought he saw the perfect person.
“Summers!” he barked at Buffy. What the hell…why not make her life even more inconvenient. If she screwed this up he’d always be able to send her to detention.
“Principal Snyder,” she said rather nervously, looking around for the save that was always Giles, or Xander and Willow.
“Summers, this is Annabella Schroketaler, and you’re the lucky one who gets to show her around the school. Get her classes, assuming you know where the classrooms actually are, and help her to get her books from the library- and no excuses- I know you know where that is,” and with that he turned on his heal and headed towards his office. The two girls stared after him in his wake and then turned their gazes to one another awkwardly .
“Hi, I’m Buffy Summers,” she said after a minutes perusal of the girl. She was cute, a little short, but with long brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes that anyone would kill for, she’d have no problem finding friends in this school.
“Annabella Schrokenthaller, but most people just call me either Anna or Bella… and you’d think that little troll would at least TRY to get my name right,” she complained to Buffy.
“You’ll learn fast not to expect more than insults from Snyder really quickly,” replied Buffy with a small smile, “Come on Bella, I’ll show you where your classes are first and then we’ll get your books.”
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Anna studied the Slayer carefully while pretending to pay attention to where her classes were and what her teachers where like while supplying a vague “Mmhmm” or “Okay” to any other information that she was giving her. After what seemed like an eternity finding all the actual classrooms, they made their way to the library.
A man stepped out of the office and seemed quite surprised at the intrusion…more specifically her intrusion.
**Ahhh…so this must be the Watcher**she thought to herself as the slayer explained what books she would be needing for her classes, and when the man left, she took a quick inventory of what was “Slayer Central.”
The Watcher returned with the textbooks she was going to need, the bell rang, the two girls left, but not before a PAINFULLY obvious excuse the Watcher gave the Slayer as to her need to come in later to speak to him ‘regarding her overdue charges.’
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FEEDBACK IS NICE…..especially when I’m only pretending that I know what I’m doing and where I’m going with the entire story….
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