Disclaimer: NOTHING BUT VICKY IS MINE.
The gang is here but buffy and vicky will meet up with them at college instead of when vicky arrives in america :) I have editied this (thank you awesome lady for my grammar help) Neily is pronounced as Ni-le
I stepped out of aunt Joyce's car, and turned to walk towards the trunk for my bag. Buffy jumped out of the back, and I nearly walked into the open car door. Hey it was dark out, okay?
"Buffy! You almost brained me with the door, warn a girl before you bolt yeah?" I yelled in mock-anger while grinning at her and closing the door behind her.
"Oh shut up Vicky, and don't get used to me carrying all your stuff. Soon as you get used to here you'll have to carry all your stuff on your own!" My cousin shouted back at me with an equally large grin. She had already grabbed my bag and was shutting the trunk.
"Whattt? You mean this delightfully wonderful Summers hospitality won't continue on forevers?" I stopped looking totally shocked and horrified as auntie Joyce came around smiling foundly at our little spout and patted me on the back. She shook her head, still smiling and went into their house. Buffy and I soon followed.
Later that night...
This is my life now, I thought as I snuggled into the comforter looking out the window at the star-light night. I continued to toss and turn thinking about my mom and dad, in some far away county as usual. They never really stopped jumping countries since they left the US when I was 6, something about living an "International Lifestyle". I had come back in visits every summer to see buffy and auntie Joyce. I only ever held wonderful memories of this place so when I was applying for College's, buffy and I immediately jumped on the chance of going to the same school again. Of course on her fifthteenth birthday something happened that she told me as soon as she could pick up the phone, she was a slayer or something. I think she kills vampires and the creepies of nightime. She always tried to get me to train with her, and I had for every summer I went. If I didn't I felt terrible 'cause she'd give me this look like I kicked her newborn puppy, one of those and she knew I'd break easy.
Over the years I had grown up a little. I wasn't a child anymore, although my height, and maturity sometimes, was close enough to be one. I was a whooping 5"2, with blonde hair that had a tendency to friz out on a humid day (or if I sweat a little doing any shape of exercise, which I tended to avoid like the plague).
I had a funny shape that resembled something of a vase. Shame on my legs being short as a five year old's, I have long waist though and skinny hips. That was always nice for jeans, they always fit snugly even if they were a little too long and had to be rolled up.
'Although Buffy and I are about the same size,' I grinned.
'More clothes for mee!' I thought in my head in a sing-songy voice.
Eventually sleep took my mind and I drifted peacefully. I, Victoria Neily, would finally be in College, and at the wonderful age of 18. Tomorrow we'd finally move into the uni dorms, excitement!