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Part Two
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The Next Day...
When Xander arrived at school, he knew he wouldn't be able to hang around with Buffy and Willow. Especially not Willow, he knew that the minute he talked to her, the minute she looked at him, he'd lose it. Yet something in him wanted to walk over to her, smell her perfume, gaze into her eyes, kiss her lips, touch her.... he mentally chastized himself.
Xander desperately needed to talk to someone about this. Xander snorted back laughter at that thought. his thoughts trailed off as Cordelia strutted by; he shook his head. I'm not that desperate. I'll just have to chance it with Buffy.> And he made his way over to the little group made up of Buffy, Willow, and Giles.
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Buffy and Willow watched as a myriad of emotions sprang over Xander's face and as he struggled with some decision.
"See, I told you he's acting strangely. You should have seen him run out of my house last night," Willow commented.
"Yeah, I believe it now. I wonder what's wrong?" Buffy agreed. Giles, walking by, managed to catch a snippet of their conversation.
"Hormones. The surging of hormones to the brain... and other regions causes most men to act like idiots," Giles replied. He studied Xander for a moment. "Either that or he's hearing voices in his head." Giles' comments earned him a withering stare from Buffy. "Sorry."
In the distance Xander reached some decision and walked to the group.
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"Hey, guys," he said upon arrival. Xander was very careful not to look at Willow, even though she was wearing that red sweater that clung to certain places... he thought.
"Hi, Xander!" Willow exclaimed, her face bright. Xander's breath quickened and his pulse soared. he thought above the pounding of his heart.
"Willow," he replied, rather calmly considering the emotions going through his body. Against his better judgement, he studied her face. She wore makeup the way he liked, very sparse. A strand of her auburn hair fell into her eyes, and she brushed it away from her face with flick of her delicate hand. She wore fingernail polish that matched her sweater. That damn sweater! He felt his pulse swiften again. He turned away sharply; luckily the bell rang for first period, saving Xander from futher embarrassment.
"Gotta go!" he stated before running off for the bathroom.
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Buffy thought, observing Xander stare at Willow. Her heightened senses caught the quickening of his breath. she thought again as realization dawned. She smiled softly to herself. Her smile fell.
When the bell rang, she watched Xander rush off to parts unknown. Buffy felt Willow's hesitant hand on her arm.
"Buffy? Do you think you could talk to him? Find out what's wrong, please," Willow asked.
"Of course, Will. Why don't you come, too?"
"No, no. You saw how he was acting; he didn't want to even be around me," she finished softly. Buffy silently told her.
As Willow walked to class, Buffy stood with Giles. "Hormones, hmm?" she asked with a smile.
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