Hey everyone! I know it's been stupidly long since I last posted anything at all. I feel bad for everyone who's waiting on my Buffy/Faith story but I promise you all I am writing more now!! This is a new story I wanted to do because I've recently started re-watching the Buffy series. I never really noticed or considered Cordelia and Buffy before but now I love them together. Please enjoy and review =) xxxxxxx
Cordelia & Buffy
Dire Intensity
Chapter 01: Follow The Leader
My nerves had rocketed to sky high as I sat in Chem class pondering over the Cheerleading Trials which were to follow after this lesson. My eyes feel heavy…they're closing…God I hate Chem class…
"Miss. Summers!" I sat bolt upright my eyes open wide trying to look natural and failing miserably…My mind had been wandering too many times recently. So much to think about so few Chem classes to do it in.
Being the Slayer isn't like your average job. Heck, I'd give anything to be a Waitress or a Newspaper Girl or even a Librarian…but no, I'm not any of those things. I'm the Slayer. And the only one in this world who can stop the evil that resides in Sunnydale. Well, Sunnydale is the Hell Mouth. What a wonderful phrase for a brochure for tourists…'Bring your cameras folks, and witness the Hell Mouth at its fullest!'.
"Could you kindly go over what I just explained to the class? Come on. Up you get." My heart sank into my stomach at my Professor's words. How could I explain what he just went through when I was daydreaming of cheerleading in front of an audience of drooling boys?
Shakily, I rose from my stool and walked towards my Professor. God, you don't realise just how far back at the class you are until you have to walk down the mid-section to reach the front…
"Anytime this century will do Miss. Summers." I quickened my pace until I reached his sneering figure. Slowly and shamefully I turned to face the class. Willow looked like she was about to faint from fear, Xander looked nervous for me too.
My eyes scanned the room for her. Feeling her eyes against my skin, my own eyes came to a halt on the girl who I hated with a passion. Cordelia Chase. Queen B of Sunnydale High…or so she liked to think.
We locked eyes and mine narrowed instantly. Her mouth curved into a smirk and her expression was smug. I knew she was enjoying every second of watching me squirm…and I hated it.
My eyes trailed down her body unwillingly. Her top was tight, her breasts bulging out of it. She looked so good in her outfit…which only made me hate her more.
"So then, Buffy. Do go ahead and explain to the class the next stage in the experiment." He folded his arms across his chubby chest leaning on his desk and surveying my turmoil gleefully.
Bastard.
"Uh…" My mouth opened but I had no idea what the next stage was. Removing my gaze from Cordelia's I glanced at Willow pleading for her help with my expression. I watched her try to mouth something discreetly. It looked a lot like 'Add'. I guess I'll go with that.
"Add…the…" I stumbled through my words as I desperately tried to pick up on what Willow was miming. "Magnesium?" My tone was questioning – I wasn't 100% sure Willow had even mouthed Magnesium at all.
"No Miss. Summers, add the Sodium. Sit down and stay behind after class. If you wish to sleep during my lesson I'll take time away from you." Feeling about as big as a shameful toad, I walked down the mid-section of shame. As I crossed Cordelia's row my eyes met hers and she smirked again. I had a sudden urge to charge at her and punch her pretty little face until she was begging me to stop…but obviously, I didn't do this.
The bell rang and Chem class was soon over. I hurried out of the classroom once the Professor had finished organising my new punishment…Cleaning up the dead frog remains after Biology class…Lovely.
"Hey how was it?" Willow asked quickly as I closed in on my friends.
"Bearable. Until he explained for the next week until I keep my eyes open in Class I need to clean up the dead frogs with no eyes at all after Biology class..." Willow wrinkled her nose in disgust and I was very sure she felt for me.
"Well, Buff you better hurry – Cheerleading Trials are starting in about three minutes." I cursed upon hearing Xander, breaking into a run towards the Gym. Soon enough I reached the changing rooms and dived inside ripping off my top speedily and putting on the right attire.
"Okay Buffy…Stay calm and remember the routine. This will be a piece of pie no problem."
Putting on my confident face I entered the Gym to see the first group's routine just beginning. I hurried to my group standing as calmly as I could even though my insides were juggling around in my stomach.
"Well done on being late Buffy." Cordelia smiled at me, her expression boiling with hate; her little cheerleading lapdogs all giggled at me and sneered at my pathetic loserness.
Brushing off her insults came as an easy task now that I was used to the ongoing suffering and torment of 'Cordelia Chase's lack of tact or humanity'. Xander and I had considered maybe taking her out some night and killing her – I think most people would be acceptable if I just explained that she was a demon disguised as a ditsy brunette who ogles over guys in her spare time.
"Aw Cordelia, I missed you too." I smiled just as fake and full of distain as she had.
"Knock it off girls in Group 2!" The Cheerleading Senior shouted over to us and we fell silent, resorting to just glaring death at each other.
I watched in awe at Group 1's performance. It was amazing…it was cheerleading at its best. Filled with envy I prayed that our routine would go smoothly. Group 1 finished off and everyone clapped politely. I took a chancy glance in Cordelia's direction and saw she wasn't clapping just glaring at Group 1.
"Alright Group 2 give it all you can! And great job Group 1." As the Senior finished talking we all lined up. I was pretty sure I knew what I was doing and had confidence it was going to work out.
"1, 2, 3, 4!" We chanted in before the music blasted into action. I felt exhilarated and full of excitement as we jumped and danced in time with the music. Cordelia was right beside me, I could feel my cheeks flushing ever so slightly but I ignored it.
Everything was going perfectly…then I felt the world spinning at my feet and I was falling…straight onto my ass. Group 1 burst into bouts of laughter as I sat there just wishing I could melt into the Gymnasium floor. The music stopped and Cordelia was looking down at me her expression somewhat accomplished.
"You tripped me you bitch!" Angrily, I lashed out, leaping to my feet and ready to rip out Cordelia's precious hair and scratch off her face. Xander came up behind me hooking his arms around mine and holding me back from the Queen of BitchCountry.
"Oh My God! Everyone saw that right? She just tried to attack me! She's a psycho!" Cordelia started to whine and strop backing away from me.
"Buffy, get out of the Gym now." The senior cheerleader sharply gave me my exit cue.
Full of hate and bubbling with frustration I pulled my arms free of Xander and stormed out of the Gym, slamming the changing room door as I went.
My fist collided with a changing room locker, denting it.
"DAMNIT!" I growled, panting from how much anger I was feeling. I knew I was over-doing it a bit…Cordelia had only tripped me up to make me look stupid. In fact, I wasn't even that bothered that I'd now lost my place in the Cheerleading Squad. I couldn't understand what was making me so Damn angry…
My clothes were back on, my cheerleading outfit chucked in the bin in the changing rooms and my anger still threatening to release on anybody who got in my way or pissed me off. I was ready to leave the room when Cordelia entered it; the pleasure of seeing me kicked from the Gym was written all over her expression.
"Sorry you didn't make the team Buffy, maybe you can try again in another dimension where you're not a complete monster." I froze and turned to face the girl I hated so much.
"You could never recognise sorry even if it hit you in the face." I retorted, taking a step nearer to her.
She took a few steps nearer to me. We were standing so close. The anger rippling from both of us was coursing through the room.
"Stay…away…from me." I murmured, our eyes never once leaving the other. Even though I was desperate to just slay her right there I grudgingly did the right thing…and turned walking away.
"Happily." I heard her answer back just as I opened the door.
Mum wasn't home yet. The questions would surely sprout more anger from inside me, so I was glad she had to stay a bit later tonight. I figured that the reason I couldn't get Cordelia off my brain was because of how badly she'd triggered my frustration. How she'd ruined my chances at being on the Cheerleading Team. How she always threw hateful and unnecessary comments my way just because I chose to be friends with Willow and Xander over her. And how she made my blood boil whenever she crossed my mind… but at the same time as my blood boiled and all of those things crossed my mind…my cheeks again started to flush pink. I could feel the heat of them.
And then I found my mind thinking of her outfit…the way her breasts sat comfortably in her top, almost daring you to look at them. The way her silky hair caressed her shoulders and her tanned skin tone complimented her beautifully carved face.
Oh no… this can't be good…
