A/N:A/N: Hey! It's David here.
Welcome to our little project. This is what happens when you chat for 2 hours on AOL with a fellow fan fiction writer (one of the best, I might add). You come up with ideas. Granted, a lot of them are average, or just plain horrible, but the odd time, you get something excellent. We've decided that this idea is one of those.
Basically, we've got the classic 'Tara comes to Sunnydale while the scoobies are in high school'. There are a lot of differences that appear right away from the typical story. They're all clearly written in the story, so go read it, and you'll see exactly what I mean.
Hopefully chapter 2 should come out quickly. It's Willowbabe's baby (sorry, couldn't resist), so it's not in my control, exactly. I have no doubt, though, that hers will be at least as good as mine, if not better.
Now read the story! I demand you do!
Spoilers: In this chapter, most spoilers would be for Season 5 Episode 6 'Family'. Go watch that episode, since it's one of the best in the whole series, and also so you're not completely lost on everything in this chapter, and story, for that matter.
Disclaimer: I don't think Joss et al. is dumb enough to waste his time on some lowly creature having fun with his world that he so obviously messed up, so I'm not going to say anything to save me from that. However, because I respect the owners of the site, I'd just like to mention that I got a lot of the information for my stories from www.buffyworld.com/. Thank you guys for your wonderful transcripts, even if the fight descriptions suck! :)
Additional Thank You's: To Willowbabe, for actually accepting all my silly, somewhat stupid ideas, and giving me pointers on how to fix them. I owe you a lot!
Legend: All writing in italics are diary entries. No actual thoughts in this chapter.
As the clock struck midnight, 17 year old Tara MaClay sighed. It had been one of the hardest days of her life. She had cramps all over her body, and was sure she'd barely be able to jump out of bed in the morning. Sitting down on her mattress, which was lying solo on the floor in her room since she didn't have the strength to put her bed up properly, she grabbed a book from one of the many boxes lying around her room.
Opening quickly to the first blank page, she grabbed the pencil that was in the binding, and began to write:
Dear Diary,
It's been a tough day. We moved down from Sacramento to this small town called Sunnydale. I never knew it existed until dad told me we were moving last month. He said that the Wiccan's in Sacramento were becoming a bad influence on us all. Of course, I refrained on telling him how this town feels. It's a mix of evil and goodness. It's almost like a battle. Anyway, back to the moving. As always, I did all the work, moving everything, putting them just where Donny and dad wanted them. I hoped that with mom sick, they'd ease up a bit, but…Well, enough about that. Tomorrow I start at a new school. I'm going to take grade 12 again, even though I've already applied for a number of colleges. They said it's because it would probably be in my best interest, but I think dad just doesn't want to risk the chance that I'd actually get accepted. I mean, a demon in college? How bad would that be? On the bright side, I've heard rumours that Sunnydale High is much tougher than my old school, so perhaps I can learn some new things. Like, I don't know, how to get beat up better? Perhaps I might even find someone who might actually want to be friends?
Suddenly, Tara was interrupted as the light in the hallway turned on, and her dad appeared in the doorway.
"What are you doing?" He shouted, glaring at his daughter. "I thought I told you to get rid of that thing."
"Y-y-y-yes, sir," Tara stuttered, feeling very small. She dropped the book, and laid down to sleep. As her father turned, she silently waved her hand, and the book suddenly disappeared.
As this happened, her father turned back around, looking somewhat confused.
"What are you doing?" He shouted once more, as though he hadn't before.
"Bed," Tara moaned, trying to give the appearance that she was almost asleep. As the light in the hallway shut off, Tara quickly bent down, and picked up the book, which had appeared once again.
…Sorry about that. I hate to have to do that, but dad just doesn't understand the importance of you. Despite everything, I can't hate him. He's doing what he thinks is right.
I'm too tired to write anymore.
Remember, I love you.
And with that, she closed the book, laid down, and closed her eyes. She was asleep an instant later, falling into a dream-world where everything was right.
A/N: Hey. It's chapter 1. I don't know when Chapter 2 will be out, but I think it's fair to say it won't be too long.
So, until then, have fun, and happy reading!