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Part Two
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I started work the next day. I looked, and felt, and acted like a normal girl. A month passed uneventfully, a month of automatic living. I got up in the morning, I went to work, I had lunch, went back to work, came home, had dinner, watched tv, and went to sleep; day in, day out. I didn't think. Then school let out, and when I was working one morning two teenagers walked in. The girl had long, wavy dark hair and eyes, and was pretty short compared to the boy, who had dirty blond hair and looked sorta cute. Even so, the girl radiated an aura of authority, while the boy didn't. They asked for the manager, and while they were waiting, I tried to strike up a conversation.
"So you guys are interested in part time jobs?"- I asked.
"No, full time. At least for the summer."- the girl answered.
"What's your name?"- the boy asked. If I had still been my old self, I would've thought he was hitting on me, but Angela dressed in baggy clothes, didn't wear any make-up, and had really short hair, so I just thought he was being friendly.
"Angela."- I answered, smiling a bit.
"I'm Sara, and this idiot here's Alex."- the girl introduced them, but right then mr. Brown came, and they started talking to him. I watched them out of the corner of my eye, and when they shook hands, I practically jumped inside. Finally, someone to socialize with! They started work the next day, and we immediately became friends.
Sara was a moody, rebellious girl who did what she wanted and took everything seriously, but she had a dry sense of humor which resolved around insulting people. She didn't show affection, and I don't think she ever felt anything. On the other hand , Alex was a friendly, happy go lucky person. In some twisted way, sometimes he reminded me of Xander... . We hung out all time, and soon I met Sara's boyfriend, Will. He was a musician, and his music was all that mattered to him, except Sara; he hardly ever said anything, and when he did, it was too weird to comment on. He and Sara shared some kind of strange understanding that me and Alex never got. Alex was her best friend, but only that. One afternoon, we were walking home, joking about the matinee we had just seen.
"I thought it was funny!"- Alex said, imitating the main character. Sara, who was hand in hand with Will, begged to differ.
"It was one of the crappiest movies I have ever seen in my whole life!"- she cried. Will said:
"I find that sometimes what you call crappy humor has a quality all it's own, an artistic combo of..."- he never got to finish, because a man jumped out of somewhere, and snatched Sara's purse. A man, well, a vamp jumping out of the shadows... That had happened to Buffy every night. Not to Angela, though. Angela didn't beat up people. Angela didn't kill...
But before he had a chance to get away, Will punched him, Alex snatched the purse back, and only then was he allowed to run. There. I had survived the ultimate test! I was Angela now! I was dazed.
"Angela! You okay?"- Alex asked. I nodded.
"That was a terrible shock! We should get you and Sara home. Even I'm all shook up!"- he babbled.
"I just got the best idea for a song!"- Will said, and retreated to his own world. I allowed Alex to escort me home.
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