Summary: What would have happened if Buffy hadn't gone back to Sunnydale to
save her friends? What if she had stayed in what she thought was real?
Disclaimer: Yes, I own it all.Yes, I am also a liar!
A/N: I've been thinking about this for the past few weeks, and I finally got some time 2 write it down, hope yas enjoy, speas review!
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Chapter 1: Days Through Pink-Tinted Glasses
"I thought you hated Britney Spears?" Twenty-three year old Buffy Summers asked as she stood in Best Buy with her best friend: Trina Gunn.
"I do." She replied, then finally picking up the CD and checking out the price.
"You said that she was just a stripper who couldn't sing, and you'd never buy another one of her CD's." Buffy raised a thin eyebrow.
"I did." Trina said as she dug through her leather messenger bag for a twenty-dollar bill, she found her leather wallet and opened it: A twenty and a fifty. She yanked out the twenty and shoved her wallet back in her bag and stuck the twenty in the front pocket of her low-rise leather pants.
"And another thing, is everything you own leather?" Buffy asked as they began to walk toward the check out.
"Nope, God Buffy will you stop picking me apart so I can buy this stupid stripper's CD?" Trina stayed serious as the girl at register number seven rang up her CD. Trina took the bag and the two walked outside. "I bought it because I'm going to use it for dance." Trina explained as she shoved her change in her bag.
"You know you love it deep down." Buffy smiled as the crossed the crosswalk and went down the first row of cars.
"Sure I do!" Trina said sarcastically. She raised her eyebrows and unlocked the doors of her convertible black Lamborghini Murcielago, about then a convertible full of guys drove by and whistled at Trina and Buffy. Trina opened her door and sat down, she stuck the keys in the ignition and reached up and shut her door. Buffy did the same on the passenger side, Buffy was wearing a short denim mini skirt with a light blue tank top.
"Ow, Ow hot leather seat!" Buffy winced as she sat down and closed her door. She looked at Trina who looked completely cool, despite the spring heat wave. "You know Trina, you are the only person I know who wears leather pants when it is this hot." Buffy said as she pulled her cheetah print-rimmed sunglasses out of her denim messenger bag.
While adjusting her pink sunglasses Trina replied, "Well you want me to break out my Christina Aguilera leather chaps and undies?" Trina said starting the car.
"I though that was just for Royce when he was naughty." Buffy grinned evilly.
Trina's mouth fell open, "This is what I get for going out with your other best friend." Buffy laughed and Trina used her long black & silver nails to open 'In the Zone.' She looked at the disc then stuck it in the CD player of her car.
"If you hate this then why are you gonna make ME listen to it?" Buffy asked. Trina didn't reply, she flipped the CD to number six, then started to back out of her parking place.
"Baby, can't you see, I'm calling, A guy like you, Should wear a warning, It's dangerous, I'm falling, There's no escape, I can't wait, I need a hit Baby, give me it, You're dangerous, I'm loving it, Too high, Can't come down, Losing my head, Spinning round and round, Can you feel me now?" Trina sang swaying with the music and pulling out of the parking lot.
"How do you already know the words?" Buffy asked as the top went down and they both rolled down their windows.
"I got the magic marker!" Trina said before the next part. She continued to sing as loud as she could to annoy Buffy, "With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride, You're toxic, I'm slipping under, With a taste of poison paradise, I'm addicted to you, Don't you know that you're toxic? And I love what you do, But you know that you're toxic, It's getting late, To give you up, I took a sip, From my devil's cup, Slowly, It's taking over me, Too high, Can't come down, It's in the air, And it's all around,Can you feel me now?" Trina sang.
By the time they got back to the apartment close to UCLA that they lived in Trina had almost made Buffy ready to kill Trina. When they got to their apartment room, even after they got out of the car, Trina was still singing, she'd just changed songs, "No one cares, It's whippin' my hair, it's pullin' my waist, To hell with stares, The sweat is drippin' all over my face, No one's there, I'm the only one dancin' up in this place, Tonight I'm here, Feel the beat of the drum, gotta get with that bass, I'm up against the speaker, tryin' to take on the music, It's like a competition, me against the beat, I wanna get in a zone, I wanna get in a zone, If you really wanna battle, saddle up and get your rhythm, Tryin' to hit it, chic- a-taa, In a minute I'm a take a you on, I'm a take a you on, Hey, hey, hey!"
"Shut up Trina!" Buffy was staring to get mad. Buffy opened the door; it was a four-bedroom dorm with a living room, kitchen and two bathrooms. The best friends lived with their other best friends, Royce (Trina's boyfriend) and Chuck. As she started on the chorus Royce and Chuck came out of Royce's room which was to the left beside Buffy's room.
"All my people on the floor." Trina continued, but Buffy blocked it out.
"Buff, you're sick of it aren't you?" Royce smiled. "And that is why I don't go with her when she's buys a CD and I don't like it."
"Which is only when she buys Britney Spears CDs." Chuck laughed, sitting on the couch.
"And I bought it to spread the joy!" Trina winked at Chuck as she took the CD from the case and put it in the stereo.
"Okay Trina you win. I'm going to go study for my psychology exam, don't blow the windows out." Buffy rolled her eyes at her friend. The blonde began to look through the pile of books on the table next to the couch Royce was sitting on. She found her notebook, now if she could just find her book.She continued to dig as Trina and Chuck began to dirty dance to 'Me Against the Music.'
"Isn't that my job?" Royce raised a dark eyebrow.
"Yeah but you hate this remember?" Trina stuck her tongue out at him, she knew he didn't care; Chuck was her best friend, other than Buffy. Buffy looked up momentarily and laughed then looked back down to see a folded open notebook with Modern Art notes on it, but the name in the corner wasn't Trina's like it should be. It was Tara McClay.Buffy began to think, this sounded really familiar but she had no idea who it was. She picked them up, "Trina, who's are these?" She asked.
"My friend Tara, I was out on Friday and she had to give me the notes." Trina answered in between body rolls. Trina didn't think anything of it but the fact that Buffy thought she should know who that was bothered her.
"Trina." Royce lulled, "Dose everything your taking this semester start with modern?" He asked.
"Modern Music, Modern Dace, Modern Art, Psychology, and Religions of the World. So ha, no." Trina stuck out her tongue. Her long black hair cascaded down her back in loose curls; she tossed them over her shoulders and dipped down. Chuck was dressed in his usual baggy shorts that looked like pants and a white muscle shirt, he had bleached hair, dark skin (he wasn't black, just really tan), sparkling blue eyes and a diamond in each ear; Buffy had the biggest crush on him, but she'd never told anyone except Trina. Trina was way more wild than Buffy, she almost always had on some kind of leather, she had deep gray eyes, long black hair, and six piercings: two in each ear, one in her cartilage, one in her belly button and one in her nose, and at the moment they were all big diamonds.
Royce looked at Buffy who was holding her notebook and Psychology book watching Trina and Chuck, laughing. "See there is a reason the people at Sparx call her the black Britney Spears." Royce laughed. Buffy smiled she turned and went to her room.
Royce was wearing a black Ekco shirt with big baggy pants and black Air Force Ones with silver swooshes. He was really tall at 6'4, he a had a muscular build, black hair which was corn rowed, brown eyes, and 3 percings: one in each ear, and a little diamond in his nose. Trina told him he reminded her of a tall muscular Nick Cannon.
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Buffy sat on her bed with her notes in front of her and her book in her lap. She really was trying to study, but that name: Tara McClay, it seemed to familiar for Buffy to be able to forget. She took the book off her lap and flung her legs over the side of her bed, she opened the top drawer of her nightstand and pulled out her journal and pen she began to write.
I saw some of Trina's notes today and there was this name: Tara McClay, it seems so familiar, like I know it. Really I have no idea who this girl is, I'm pretty sure that Trina never introduced us, I am pretty good with names. Am I going crazy again? It's been a little over two years since I got out of the hospital and I'm never going back there. I would die first, but really where do I know that name from?
Buffy put down her pen, she sighed and put her journal and pen back in the drawer and closed it. She picked back up her book and began to reread the chapter that the exam was on.
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After 'Me Against the Music' was over Trina listened to Toxic again and then she was happy, she turned off the CD player and took her CD to her room. Chuck followed her, Royce turned on the TV and started to watch the Real World on MTV.
"Chuckie, what do you and Royce have planned for tonight?" Trina asked. Everything in Trina's room was red, almost, her bedspread, her curtains, some of her furniture, and even her carpet was red. Her walls were white and covered in different posters.
"I think we're gonna try out that new club, Toxic." Chuck replied plopping down on Trina's bed.
"Great, are we gonna." She then started to whisper in case Royce was listening. "Patrol?" She asked.
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A/N: Did you like it? Hate it? TELL ME, review. Chapter wasn't very action filled but things start 2 pick up in the next one. XOXO Charli**
Disclaimer: Yes, I own it all.Yes, I am also a liar!
A/N: I've been thinking about this for the past few weeks, and I finally got some time 2 write it down, hope yas enjoy, speas review!
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Chapter 1: Days Through Pink-Tinted Glasses
"I thought you hated Britney Spears?" Twenty-three year old Buffy Summers asked as she stood in Best Buy with her best friend: Trina Gunn.
"I do." She replied, then finally picking up the CD and checking out the price.
"You said that she was just a stripper who couldn't sing, and you'd never buy another one of her CD's." Buffy raised a thin eyebrow.
"I did." Trina said as she dug through her leather messenger bag for a twenty-dollar bill, she found her leather wallet and opened it: A twenty and a fifty. She yanked out the twenty and shoved her wallet back in her bag and stuck the twenty in the front pocket of her low-rise leather pants.
"And another thing, is everything you own leather?" Buffy asked as they began to walk toward the check out.
"Nope, God Buffy will you stop picking me apart so I can buy this stupid stripper's CD?" Trina stayed serious as the girl at register number seven rang up her CD. Trina took the bag and the two walked outside. "I bought it because I'm going to use it for dance." Trina explained as she shoved her change in her bag.
"You know you love it deep down." Buffy smiled as the crossed the crosswalk and went down the first row of cars.
"Sure I do!" Trina said sarcastically. She raised her eyebrows and unlocked the doors of her convertible black Lamborghini Murcielago, about then a convertible full of guys drove by and whistled at Trina and Buffy. Trina opened her door and sat down, she stuck the keys in the ignition and reached up and shut her door. Buffy did the same on the passenger side, Buffy was wearing a short denim mini skirt with a light blue tank top.
"Ow, Ow hot leather seat!" Buffy winced as she sat down and closed her door. She looked at Trina who looked completely cool, despite the spring heat wave. "You know Trina, you are the only person I know who wears leather pants when it is this hot." Buffy said as she pulled her cheetah print-rimmed sunglasses out of her denim messenger bag.
While adjusting her pink sunglasses Trina replied, "Well you want me to break out my Christina Aguilera leather chaps and undies?" Trina said starting the car.
"I though that was just for Royce when he was naughty." Buffy grinned evilly.
Trina's mouth fell open, "This is what I get for going out with your other best friend." Buffy laughed and Trina used her long black & silver nails to open 'In the Zone.' She looked at the disc then stuck it in the CD player of her car.
"If you hate this then why are you gonna make ME listen to it?" Buffy asked. Trina didn't reply, she flipped the CD to number six, then started to back out of her parking place.
"Baby, can't you see, I'm calling, A guy like you, Should wear a warning, It's dangerous, I'm falling, There's no escape, I can't wait, I need a hit Baby, give me it, You're dangerous, I'm loving it, Too high, Can't come down, Losing my head, Spinning round and round, Can you feel me now?" Trina sang swaying with the music and pulling out of the parking lot.
"How do you already know the words?" Buffy asked as the top went down and they both rolled down their windows.
"I got the magic marker!" Trina said before the next part. She continued to sing as loud as she could to annoy Buffy, "With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride, You're toxic, I'm slipping under, With a taste of poison paradise, I'm addicted to you, Don't you know that you're toxic? And I love what you do, But you know that you're toxic, It's getting late, To give you up, I took a sip, From my devil's cup, Slowly, It's taking over me, Too high, Can't come down, It's in the air, And it's all around,Can you feel me now?" Trina sang.
By the time they got back to the apartment close to UCLA that they lived in Trina had almost made Buffy ready to kill Trina. When they got to their apartment room, even after they got out of the car, Trina was still singing, she'd just changed songs, "No one cares, It's whippin' my hair, it's pullin' my waist, To hell with stares, The sweat is drippin' all over my face, No one's there, I'm the only one dancin' up in this place, Tonight I'm here, Feel the beat of the drum, gotta get with that bass, I'm up against the speaker, tryin' to take on the music, It's like a competition, me against the beat, I wanna get in a zone, I wanna get in a zone, If you really wanna battle, saddle up and get your rhythm, Tryin' to hit it, chic- a-taa, In a minute I'm a take a you on, I'm a take a you on, Hey, hey, hey!"
"Shut up Trina!" Buffy was staring to get mad. Buffy opened the door; it was a four-bedroom dorm with a living room, kitchen and two bathrooms. The best friends lived with their other best friends, Royce (Trina's boyfriend) and Chuck. As she started on the chorus Royce and Chuck came out of Royce's room which was to the left beside Buffy's room.
"All my people on the floor." Trina continued, but Buffy blocked it out.
"Buff, you're sick of it aren't you?" Royce smiled. "And that is why I don't go with her when she's buys a CD and I don't like it."
"Which is only when she buys Britney Spears CDs." Chuck laughed, sitting on the couch.
"And I bought it to spread the joy!" Trina winked at Chuck as she took the CD from the case and put it in the stereo.
"Okay Trina you win. I'm going to go study for my psychology exam, don't blow the windows out." Buffy rolled her eyes at her friend. The blonde began to look through the pile of books on the table next to the couch Royce was sitting on. She found her notebook, now if she could just find her book.She continued to dig as Trina and Chuck began to dirty dance to 'Me Against the Music.'
"Isn't that my job?" Royce raised a dark eyebrow.
"Yeah but you hate this remember?" Trina stuck her tongue out at him, she knew he didn't care; Chuck was her best friend, other than Buffy. Buffy looked up momentarily and laughed then looked back down to see a folded open notebook with Modern Art notes on it, but the name in the corner wasn't Trina's like it should be. It was Tara McClay.Buffy began to think, this sounded really familiar but she had no idea who it was. She picked them up, "Trina, who's are these?" She asked.
"My friend Tara, I was out on Friday and she had to give me the notes." Trina answered in between body rolls. Trina didn't think anything of it but the fact that Buffy thought she should know who that was bothered her.
"Trina." Royce lulled, "Dose everything your taking this semester start with modern?" He asked.
"Modern Music, Modern Dace, Modern Art, Psychology, and Religions of the World. So ha, no." Trina stuck out her tongue. Her long black hair cascaded down her back in loose curls; she tossed them over her shoulders and dipped down. Chuck was dressed in his usual baggy shorts that looked like pants and a white muscle shirt, he had bleached hair, dark skin (he wasn't black, just really tan), sparkling blue eyes and a diamond in each ear; Buffy had the biggest crush on him, but she'd never told anyone except Trina. Trina was way more wild than Buffy, she almost always had on some kind of leather, she had deep gray eyes, long black hair, and six piercings: two in each ear, one in her cartilage, one in her belly button and one in her nose, and at the moment they were all big diamonds.
Royce looked at Buffy who was holding her notebook and Psychology book watching Trina and Chuck, laughing. "See there is a reason the people at Sparx call her the black Britney Spears." Royce laughed. Buffy smiled she turned and went to her room.
Royce was wearing a black Ekco shirt with big baggy pants and black Air Force Ones with silver swooshes. He was really tall at 6'4, he a had a muscular build, black hair which was corn rowed, brown eyes, and 3 percings: one in each ear, and a little diamond in his nose. Trina told him he reminded her of a tall muscular Nick Cannon.
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Buffy sat on her bed with her notes in front of her and her book in her lap. She really was trying to study, but that name: Tara McClay, it seemed to familiar for Buffy to be able to forget. She took the book off her lap and flung her legs over the side of her bed, she opened the top drawer of her nightstand and pulled out her journal and pen she began to write.
I saw some of Trina's notes today and there was this name: Tara McClay, it seems so familiar, like I know it. Really I have no idea who this girl is, I'm pretty sure that Trina never introduced us, I am pretty good with names. Am I going crazy again? It's been a little over two years since I got out of the hospital and I'm never going back there. I would die first, but really where do I know that name from?
Buffy put down her pen, she sighed and put her journal and pen back in the drawer and closed it. She picked back up her book and began to reread the chapter that the exam was on.
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After 'Me Against the Music' was over Trina listened to Toxic again and then she was happy, she turned off the CD player and took her CD to her room. Chuck followed her, Royce turned on the TV and started to watch the Real World on MTV.
"Chuckie, what do you and Royce have planned for tonight?" Trina asked. Everything in Trina's room was red, almost, her bedspread, her curtains, some of her furniture, and even her carpet was red. Her walls were white and covered in different posters.
"I think we're gonna try out that new club, Toxic." Chuck replied plopping down on Trina's bed.
"Great, are we gonna." She then started to whisper in case Royce was listening. "Patrol?" She asked.
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A/N: Did you like it? Hate it? TELL ME, review. Chapter wasn't very action filled but things start 2 pick up in the next one. XOXO Charli**