The day was perfect. Everyone was laughing, despite the fact people all have their own baggage to carry. I discovered that when I was much younger, but I have yet to deal with it. You just have to learn how to go on, live your life, and have fun, no matter how heavy your baggage is. For an everyday person, this is a huge thing to deal with, but for a slayer, it's near impossible.
My name is Buffy, by the way. If you're wondering what the heck I was talking about when I said 'slayer', I meant I slay vampires. You know; fangs, drink blood… That kind of thing. And yes, vampires do exist.
Now back to my 'perfect' day. I was hanging out with my friends Anya, Willow, and Xander, just having a carefree day for once. But it was inevitable night would come, even after a day such as this.
I went on patrol in the graveyard around 7 PM. Not many vamps were hanging around, but there were a few. I killed 'em and got it over with.
I entered my front door, and greeted my mom. I started to go upstairs, but I felt like something wasn't quite right. I looked to the left to see a man with long, dark hair staring at me with piercing eyes. He left me star-struck for a second. He was… wow.
My mom saw my expression, because she said "Oh, Buffy, this is Vlad. Vlad, Buffy." "Um… Hi." I had just realized there was something about this guy that scared me, so that was pretty much my ingenious, heartfelt greeting.
"Hello." Vlad said with a slight nod of his head. Whoa. Where did that accent come from? "Your mother and I met at her workplace. She invited me over." Chills covered my arms. There was definitely something not right about this guy. "Oh. Well, uh, cool." was all I could say. He seemed to pick up on my uneasiness. He smiled. I pointed up the stairs and said " I have, like stuff to do. Homework is pretty brutal, you know." with a semi-earnest expression, then ran up to my room.
Oh. My. God. I had never been that freaked around someone before. Never. I tried to think of what it could be… His deep blue eyes? How pale he was? Then there was the smile… I shook my head and rid myself of all suspicions. He seemed like he was very confident. Very… intelligent. It disturbed me. If he was going to come around here often, I was going to keep an eye on him for sure. I didn't need gorgeous, intense, or dangerous demons around my mother. It dawned on me then that he could have anyone he wanted wrapped around his long, white finger.
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