~*~SiMpLy CoMpLiCaTeD~*~
~Disclaimer: Spike, Buffy, Drusilla, Giles, Jenny, Joyce and whoever you recognize from "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" are all owned by Joss. But the plot? The plot is mine. MINE, I tell you! MINE!!!!!! Ehem..
~*~Prologue, or the first chapter. Introduction, or the preface.~*~
"Oh my God."
A blonde man faced a blonde girl. Both had surprise and confusion etched on their faces as they were being introduced to one another.
The black haired girl looped her arm through the man's and announced happily, "This is my fiancé." She kissed his cheek, remaining oblivious to his discomfort.
"Oh my God." The blonde girl whispered again.
FREEZE!
Okay..okay..
Let's just rewind this story just a bit, shall we? This scene would make *SO* much sense if I started from the beginning.
Hey, the name's Buffy Summers. Well, it's *now* Buffy..it used to be Elizabeth Summers.
Elizabeth Summers who had been the girl with brown hair, honor student and talented in music. I was that shy girl who contented herself in a quiet corner while watching life pass her by. I had been that girl who was invited to parties, but never went. I was that girl who was asked out by a million boys, a million times, but always turned them down. Why?
Because I was one of those sheltered girls. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't like I didn't know what sex was or anything. I wasn't a total saint. I was just one of those people who had parents that wouldn't let their children explore the world, to let them go. I was also somewhat of a daddy's girl and a mother's baby. Ugh. Trust me, it's not something I like to brag about.
Well, I'm not that girl anymore.
At least, I like to *think* that I'm not..
Ok, lets be honest here. The truth? The only thing that has changed is my hair color and name.
Now you would think my feelings over the years would change as well...but of course not. We're talking about me here, remember? I wasn't kidding when I said that the only thing about me that has changed is my hair color and name.
So about those feelings that have never changed.. I'm still in love with him, you know.
..Oops. You don't know who I'm talking about, do you?
Right. So I *really* must tell this story from the very beginning.
Now, I hope I can remember everything.
This is my story. The story of my life. I guess one would call this a biography, but in my experience and opinion..biographies tend to be a little..boring.
But I assure you that this won't be boring. To me it wasn't, but then again, it's probably because I had to live through it.
So I'm asking you to please join me. Enter my life. See the world through my eyes. Listen to my naïve thoughts and watch my stupid actions.
And without further ado..
"Once upon a time.."
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~A/N: And here I end chapter one. *sigh* I guess this is where I beg for reviews, huh? PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!! This is the second fic I have EVER written by myself. PLEASE tell me what you think..
Please be kind, review. =)
~Disclaimer: Spike, Buffy, Drusilla, Giles, Jenny, Joyce and whoever you recognize from "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" are all owned by Joss. But the plot? The plot is mine. MINE, I tell you! MINE!!!!!! Ehem..
~*~Prologue, or the first chapter. Introduction, or the preface.~*~
"Oh my God."
A blonde man faced a blonde girl. Both had surprise and confusion etched on their faces as they were being introduced to one another.
The black haired girl looped her arm through the man's and announced happily, "This is my fiancé." She kissed his cheek, remaining oblivious to his discomfort.
"Oh my God." The blonde girl whispered again.
FREEZE!
Okay..okay..
Let's just rewind this story just a bit, shall we? This scene would make *SO* much sense if I started from the beginning.
Hey, the name's Buffy Summers. Well, it's *now* Buffy..it used to be Elizabeth Summers.
Elizabeth Summers who had been the girl with brown hair, honor student and talented in music. I was that shy girl who contented herself in a quiet corner while watching life pass her by. I had been that girl who was invited to parties, but never went. I was that girl who was asked out by a million boys, a million times, but always turned them down. Why?
Because I was one of those sheltered girls. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't like I didn't know what sex was or anything. I wasn't a total saint. I was just one of those people who had parents that wouldn't let their children explore the world, to let them go. I was also somewhat of a daddy's girl and a mother's baby. Ugh. Trust me, it's not something I like to brag about.
Well, I'm not that girl anymore.
At least, I like to *think* that I'm not..
Ok, lets be honest here. The truth? The only thing that has changed is my hair color and name.
Now you would think my feelings over the years would change as well...but of course not. We're talking about me here, remember? I wasn't kidding when I said that the only thing about me that has changed is my hair color and name.
So about those feelings that have never changed.. I'm still in love with him, you know.
..Oops. You don't know who I'm talking about, do you?
Right. So I *really* must tell this story from the very beginning.
Now, I hope I can remember everything.
This is my story. The story of my life. I guess one would call this a biography, but in my experience and opinion..biographies tend to be a little..boring.
But I assure you that this won't be boring. To me it wasn't, but then again, it's probably because I had to live through it.
So I'm asking you to please join me. Enter my life. See the world through my eyes. Listen to my naïve thoughts and watch my stupid actions.
And without further ado..
"Once upon a time.."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~A/N: And here I end chapter one. *sigh* I guess this is where I beg for reviews, huh? PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!! This is the second fic I have EVER written by myself. PLEASE tell me what you think..
Please be kind, review. =)