Ooh. . . I don't think I mentioned this, but if I did, here it is again: I'm working on this with a friend, Mary Rose. In other words, it's co-written by her.
Also, I forgot to mention this takes place after Angel gets back from hell, I. E. "All Men Are Beasts", or around that time period.
Part One
"Alright now class. Settle please. " Ms. Field asked of her senior biology class. "Before we get started, I'd like to introduce a new student who recently moved here. I want everyone to welcome. . . Sabrina Spellmen. Come on in Sabrina. " The door opened and in stepped a tall, slender blonde wearing a crew-necked tank-top and tear-a-aways. Almost all of the boys started immediatly gazing at her, mainly and mostly due to the hormonal overdrive she'd put them into.
"Well. . . Hi. My name's Sabrina, and I just moved here from Westbridge in Massichussettes. Sunnydale looks like a pretty. . . sunny place, and I hope to make a lot of friends here. " Sabrina concluded nervouly, brushing her hair behind her ears several times.
"Okay, well. . . Let's see. Oh yes, Sabrina, you can sit beside Buffy and Willow at the back there. " Ms. Field pointed to another blonde and a red-head in the back row withan empty seat between them. Sabrina smiled at the aging teacher, then walked to the table and sat down as the door flew open and in came a gasping young boy with blackish-brown hair.
"Ah, Mr. Harris. I'm glad you decided to for once show up for class. "
"Pleasure's. . . mine. . . Ms. . . Field. . . "He sputtered, rushingly catching his breath and walking to the back under the teacher's evil eye. As he reached to where the three girls were sitting, he kneeled down and asked, "You guys didn't save me a seat???" Sabrina looked up and the boy first caught a glimpse of the person who occupied his normal seat between his two friends.
"I'm sorry. Is this your spot? I can move if-"
"No, it's okay if you're sitting there. I'll just. . . go over there to the. . . lonely table over by the window." Noticing the teenagers' conversation, Ms. Field barked "Xander, sit down now or to see Mr. Snyder you shall!" With that, Xander scurried away from the three and took a seat at the table across the room.
"Now, today, we'll begin a week long study on the digestive and immune systems of the frog. "At this, the red-head beside Sabrina qickly lost color to her face.
"What's wrong?"
"She has frog-fear. Even the mention of the word makes her scared. "replied the blonde. Turning back to Ms. Field, who was scribbling something on the board, she added, "This is so boring. . . This is even one class Willow doesn't want to be in. . . " This gave Sabrina an idea.
She looked around, and seeing no one looking at her, she closed her eyes, mouthed something, and from under the table, pointed at the clock. Little purple and gold sparks starting zapping from her index finger, and the clock arms went forward an hour. Then the shrill sound of the bell rang through the class imungst confused murmers radiating from a few of the students. But they shrugged it away and took off out the door, leaving Ms. Field still standing at the board, her chalk in mid-letter, asking into the desertedness, "What happened?"
* * *
"Wow! That had to be the fastest biology class Sunnydale High's ever had!" Xander quipped as he and his friends walked out. Sabrina quickly walked to catch up with them.
"Hi! Excuse me. . . As you probably know, my name's Sabrina. I was wondering if we could. . . you know. . . talk and get to know each other, since I kinda need some friends and someone to show me around right now. "she quickly said after she'd stopped the gang. "Okay, sure. Well. . . Intros. My name's Buffy Summers, and these are my best friends, Willow Rosenberg and Xander Harris. "Buffy said, pointing to the hacker and the joker.
"Hi. "
"Hey. "
"P-pleased to meet you, S-Sabrina. I can't believe Ms. Field even was c-c-c-onsidering that t-type of les-s-son!"Willow stammered, only now the color slowly coming back to her face.
"What lesson?" called a boy from behind them.
"Hey, Oz. Ms. Field was planning on making us dissect frogs today. " Buffy said.
"Oh. Okay. Hi, I don't think I know you. . . " Oz said, turning to the new girl.
"No, you don't. I'm new. My name's Sabrina. "
"Oz. "
"Well, hi Oz. Oh shoot. I have to go. I'm supposed to meet the principal right now. I'm really sorry you guys. I'll see you at lunch?" Sabrina quickly told them, checking her watch. "Okay. Later. " Buffy called.
"Nice meeting you!" Sabrina called back, waving over her shoulder and ducking around a corner.
"Whoa. Weird girl. " Oz said as the group turned towards the library.
"All new girls are weird. Look at Buffy!" Xander quipped.
"Hey! Just because I was booted from school for burning down the gym, and just because I happen to kill vampires as a job. " Buffy shot back.
"Anyway, Sabrina seems nice. We should really wait to see if she's. . . bad or not. "Willow piped up, finally finding her voice and calming down as they entered the large room 'where the books live'.
* * *
"Giles?" Buffy called in to the empty library as she and the slayerettes entered.
"Oh, hello Buffy. Why are you here so early?" the old british librarian asked, stepping out of the stacks holding a small, leather bound book.
"It's second period. My free, remember? You said on Friday you wanted me to get back to training every free I have. " she stated as she pointed to the clock.
"I could have sworn ten minutes ago it was only 9. . . oh well. How were your weekends?" Giles asked, putting the book down on the table and walking to the cage. "Good. " Everyone said simutainiously.
"How's. . . Angel, Buffy?"
"Getting better. He's not as bad as when I first found him. He remembers a few things before his little trip to the underworld, but none of the big stuff-"
"-Like killing Ms. Calendar. " Xander threw in, sitting down.
"Xander!" Willow scolded him.
"How do we know he didn't loose his soul when he was being fried? It could just be an act! How can we trust him?"
"We can't-" Buffy looked mortified at Willow, then started to speak, but was cut off. "-Well. . . not yet, and not fully, but Angel does need our support, and to know he has friends. He's at his potental weakest both emotionally and physically!" Willow quickly added, easing Buffy's look as she sat at the head of the table.
"Well. . . off topic of my recouperating boy-friend, "
"Ex. " Xander said quietly. Willow shot him a glare telling him to shut-up unless he wanted a pissed-off Slayer on top of him beating him silly.
"-Any foreseen prophises I'll have to be facing soon?" Buffy finished, ignoring the boy.
"Um. Yes, I believe so. There is one paticular passage I'm pondering over, though. . . "
"What's the passage?" Willow inquired, booting up the web browser on her beloved laptop.
"'A powerful friend shall help defeat a powerful foe'" Giles replied, taking off his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Cryptic much?" called a voice from the door. Cordelia Chase, Sunnydale High's living fashion and beauty magazine, came sauntering in and walked to the table, past Xander as he leaned in for a kiss.
"So, we're gonna get a new friend. Cool. Wonder who it's gonna be. . . " Xander said to no one in paticular as Giles walked into the cage to retrive the stuff for Buffy's training session.
"Speaking of new, did anyone see the new girl? I mean, hello! Obviously she doesn't know the code. No one wears those clothes besides me with-out my permission!" Cordelia said, obviously outraged.
"Excuse me? Hello?" called someone from the check-out counter, making the group jumps slightly.
"Oh, hi Sabrina! What can we do for you?" Willow asked, seeing their new friend.
"Hi, Willow. I need something. Is the librarian around?" Sabrina inquired, shifting her heavy bag around on her shoulders.
"Hold on a sec. G-uh-Mr. Giles?"
"Yes, Oz? Oh, hello. " Giles said, coming out of the cage carrying a bag of body padding and two quarter-staffs.
"Hi. I'm Sabrina, the new girl. I just came to see if I could get some text books. . . " Sabrina said, eyeing the librarian queerly.
"Oh, yes. Third row, bottom shelf. Will you require assistance?" Giles asked, setting the bag down.
"No, it's okay. "With that, Sabrina disappeared into the stacks in search of her books.
"Nice girl. A bit odd, though. " The librarian said when Sabrina was out of ear-shot.
"Well wouldn't you if you found all your friends and someone who just dissed your clothes in a dusty, deserted library with the librarian walking out of a cage carrying sticks and padding?" Buffy asked.
"Yes, I suppose I would be. . . a bit suspicious. Well, we need her out of here quickly. You and I have training to do. " Giles said, picking up the bag and setting it down in a chair.
"Alright. Found them!" called Sabrina, walking out and coming down the stairs. "Thanks, Mr. . . "
"Giles. Rupert Giles. "
"Okay, Mr. Giles. Thanks. I'll see you guys at lunch?"
"Alright. See ya, Sabrina!" called Willow as the half-mortal walked out. "I like her. " she said, smiling. Everyone just looked at her. "What? She seems nice. And friendly. And new!"
"Well, remember the last time someone nice and friendly showed up. We ended up spending the next two years missing important things, like capaign meetings, to help her fight demons. For all we know, Sabatha-"
"-Sabrina" Xander corrected.
"-Sabrina, could be an alien. Or a demon. Or one of Angel's ex's seeking revenge!" Cordy finished.
"Well. . . We'll have to keep a close eye on her. Now Buffy, get ready. We have a very vigorus session ahead. " Giles concluded, strapping on elbow pads and taking a quarter-staff.
* * *
"Willow! Buffy! Xander! I saved us a seat. . . " Sabrina called to the trio as they walkedin.
"Oh. You got us our normal table, too! What a coinky-dink!" Xander quipped, sitting across from her and commensed shovling the slop intended to be a Sloppy Joe into his mouth.
"Xander, could you be anymore disgusting?" Cordelia scoffed as she walked with her flock to their table.
"I thought she was your friend. "
"She is. Sometimes. " Buffy told her, sitting down beside Xander and grabbing an almost-bursting plastic bag filled with food from out of her backpack.
"Ooh. . . can I have some?" Xander asked with his mouth full, chilli running down his chin, shirt and all over his hands.
"O-kay. . . I've lost my appitite. . . " she said, turning and pushing her lunch away.
"Woo-hoo!" the boy proclaimed, already downing a bag of cookies in 2. 3 seconds.
"What do you have, Sabrina?" Willow asked, peering into her friend's bag.
"Let's see. Um. . . OW!" she proclaimed, grabbing something furry from her bag. Something furry, black and with eyes and a long tail. "Salem?!"
"Cool! Is he yours?" Buffy asked, reaching over to pet the stowaway cat.
"Yes. How'd he get in there?! Listen, I gotta split to call my aunts, alright? I'll see ya guys later?"
"Sure. How 'bout the Bronze. . . 6 'o clock?" Xander asked, shoving a cupcake down his throat.
"The what?"
"It's a club. It'll be pretty easy to find. Just bring 4 bucks for admission, a couple for drinks and some dance moves. " Buffy informed her, disgustingly turning away from Xander the Gorge-O-Matic.
"Alright. See you later!"
"Bye! So, Buffy-"
* * *
"Salem, what are you doing here?!"
"I came to see how your doing. . . can you loosen your grip, please?" the cat choked out. Instead of loosening her grip on his neck, Sabrina tightened it, and glared at him. "Alright. . . I lost my cat-nip ball in your bag. Are you happy?" then Salem broke into his typical sobbing.
"Miss Spellmen. " demanded a voice behind them.
"Uh-oh. " the both muttered, turning around to face a small, chubby, bald man in a bad polyester suit, almost as bad as Sabrina's old vice-principal, Mr. Kraft. "Oh. Mr. Snyder! Hi! What can I do for you?"
"Is that a cat? On school property and on our first day?" Snyder asked, eyeing Salem.
"Um. . . yes. I mean, no. . . I mean, well. . . I found him in one of the classrooms as I was going to my locker. So I grabbed him, and I was about to call the animal control-" Salem gulpped. Nothing was worse than the animal control. Well. . . maybe the vets, and that Rex kid he'd gotten stuck with on Christmas once. "-When I ran into you!"
"Alright. Hurry up. " Snyder barked, looking from Salem to Sabrina, then back to Salem. Then he turned and left.
When he was out of earshot, Salem said, "And I thought Kraft was ugly. Let's just hope he doesn't fall for your Aunt Hilda, too. " They both shuttered, than hurried off to find the phone.
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