I blame the idea behind this Fic on my creative writing class and drinking one to many Turtles during midterms. It takes place during the second season of Buffy and starts a few days before the episode Lie to Me.
The girl, Margaret Ann Lexis, is an OC character but she wasn't created with this fic in mind. She is in fact a character in one of my creative writing stories. She has her own problems, her own past, her own plot line and her being in Sunnydale is fluke that is entirely, well…flukish. You don't need to have read her story to understand this fic, most of you wouldn't have had a chance to read it anyway.
And while its true this story doesn't crossover with any popular TV shows or movies, I figured since Lexis does have her own story, that has nothing to do with the Buffy Universe, it should (and will) be classified as a Crossover fic.
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or anything associated with the show. Trust me if I did I wouldn't drive the car I do.
My Immortal
- Because I could not stop for Death
He kindly stopped for me
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality - Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
The boy named Alexander Harris, or more commonly known by his friends, enemies and other random acquaintances as Xander, glanced around the library and pulled open the book bag that sat on the table in front of him. He was surprised to find that he was the first one in the library, the only one there so far. Normally when Buffy or Giles called an emergence morning meeting he was the last one to stumble in, sometimes still half asleep. Of course most of the time he had to turn right back around, a sleep or not, and go fetch donuts for the girls. Xander snorted; he was a head of them this time. He already had a big box of assorted sitting on the table.
He sighed and tried to focus completely on digging through his book bag; being alone in the library, in even during the day, was unsettling and thinking about anything else helped him ignore the creepy feeling it gave him. Even now, as his fingers waded through the wads of paper in his pack, it felt like something was watching him, following his every move hungrily with its eyes. Another sigh escaped his lips as his hand closed around the stake buried under his half done school work. As he pulled out the sharpened wood he knew he was probably just being paranoid but in a town like Sunnydale, paranoid is the only reason you stay alive.
Xander could feel his heart pounding his chest, loudly enough for every evil that goes bump to hear it miles away. Paranoia was screaming its head off as the feeling of eyes quickly grew to that of something standing behind him. What ever it was, was very quite, hopefully just as stupid and if he was lucky… slow.
With a quick breath he turned, the stake poised to injure the thing behind him. "Take this you uglahhh…girl!" Xander dropped the stake like it was on fire; barely inches away from the chest of a startled and somewhat bemused looking brunette.
A few second passed and the two stared at each other, blinking wildly in shock. Xander could feel his face going up in flames and he blurted out the first thing that came to his gasping mind. "You're a girl."
"Last time I checked." She'd taken a step back when he'd spoke and now glared at him from a somewhat safer distance.
"Oh god I'm sorry." Xander smacked himself mentally even as he said it. He was apologizing for almost staking her but it sure didn't sound that way. Not even to him. With a sheepish look he bit his lip and started in again. "Sorry that is for…"
She cut him off quickly, "For trying to turn me into a human pincushion or insulting my femininity, cause with your foot getting in the way I really couldn't tell." Her eyes flashed over him and then fell on the stake that had rolled to a stop at her feet. After shoving her own back pack firmly in between her shoulder blades, she bent down and picked it up. She held it distastefully, pointing the sharp end directly at him, then, with a grimacing smile she asked, "So do you attempt to murder all the new students here or was it just my lucky day?"
He blushed again and groped around the table top behind still behind him. The girl was acting far to calm given the situation and Xander could only conclude that it meant she was evil. His fingers found his bag. It was heavy enough that if he managed to smack her with it he might just have a chance to go running to Buffy. "You're acting very calm about all of this."
"Its called shock you dunder head. I can a sure you that as soon as it wears off I will be running out of here screaming bloody murder at the top of my lungs."
Xander pulled up short, he hadn't expected a straight believable answer. He could understand shock; had himself done some funny things under the influence of it. "Oh…then…umm…" He let go of the book bag and looked around, his gaze falling on the chairs beside him. "Would you like to sit down while your waiting?"
That got him a raised eyebrow and an unbelieving snort but Xander could see that she was considering the offer. He pulled out one of the chairs and sat down, dragging the box of donuts over to him. Carefully he picked one out and bit into it all the while staring at the girl. She was pretty, in an exotic kind of way Xander couldn't help but notice. She had this aura about her, like she belonged more on beach in Spain then anywhere in Sunnydale. Especially, not in the high school library with him…alone with him.
Xander swallowed the bite he'd taken and gave her a half smile. "Donut?"
The edge of her mouth rose, and she moved closer to him to stand just across the table. "First you try to kill me and now you're offering me pastries." He nodded and she smiled brightly; sitting down and pulling the donut box away from him. After setting down the stake, she pulled one out and bit into it with a slight moan. "Mmm…Bavarian…you truly are evil."
He couldn't help but laugh and after a few moments she joined him. It was tension breaking laughter and before long they had both relaxed back into their chairs, smiling happily. "I can't believe I'm doing this." Xander grab another donut and raised in eyebrow as if asking her what she meant. "Having donuts with a strange guy who just tried to skewer me that is. It wasn't exactly high on my list of things to do in high school."
"Meaning though that it was on the list." He chuckled and she blushed, the color just screamed I'm cute. "Did I mention I was sorry about that…I really wasn't expecting to find a girl behind me."
She picked up the stake in her free hand; looking it over thoughtfully. "Who were you expecting…Dracula?" Then she smiled and chuckled beneath her breath, "or is the principal as bad as I've heard?"
"Probably worse…" Xander shrugged and answered vaguely. "So…I'm Xander."
"Lexis." She'd finished her donut and gave him a weird look, "or Margaret Ann depending on who you ask."
"I take it you don't like that name."
Lexis snorted and brushed a piece of hair back behind her ear. "Of course not. It's so hideously boring…I personally think my mother was drunk when she came up with it."
"Drunk? I thought woman weren't supposed to drink alcohol when they're pregnant?" Xander questioned; giving her the full charge of his goofy grin.
"Okay…so not drunk," she waved her hand, "heavily induced by painkillers?" She smiled back at him then asked, "So what are you doing in here anyway? I mean, no offence, but you really don't seem like the bookworm type."
"Oh no I'm definitely not." He pulled his chair closer to the table and leaned forward like he was about to divulge a secret. "You see I try and go out of my way to avoid libraries by my friend Willow just keeps dragging me back. In fact I was supposed to meet her and Buffy in here this morning but they haven't showed up yet. As you can tell."
"Obviously," she chuckled once more and then stood, hefting her bag firmly onto her back. "I guess I'll be seeing you around then?"
"Uh…Yeah!" Xander shot up out of his seat and reached across to shake her hand. "I'll be around to see."
Lexis shook his hand lightly as she smiled and then turned to leave; moving out of the library as silently as she had come. He continued to stand there, gazing at the closed door long after she'd disappeared through it. Minutes ticked by and before too long Buffy and Willow came giggling through the doorway. They noticed Xander quickly enough his eyes looking right past them.
"Hello…earth to Xander…anybody home?" Buffy asked waving her hand in front of face.
He blinked, "Oh hey guys," his nose wrinkled up as he smiled, "When did you get here."
Willow tossed her books on the table and looked at her friend. "Just now while you were zoning."
"Oh sorry…I brought donuts."
"I can tell…there's cream filling on your nose."