All Buffy characters were created by Joss Whedon. Not me.
Written for Open on Sunday LJ community's challenge #78, Telling a Secret.
Mismatched
by Zzilly14
Cordelia giggled with her friends as they whispered back and forth. Their eyes were locked on a redhead wearing mismatched clothes.
"Hey, Willow!" Harmony called out as she passed by. "Are you colorblind or something?"
Willow stared at the ground angrily, refusing to acknowledge their remarks.
Cordelia sighed and chased after her. "Willow! Wait!"
"What?" she asked after turning around.
"I've got a secret to tell you."
She giggled. "Really?"
"Yeah." She leaned in and spoke her ear, "you've got no fashion sense." Cordelia laughed hysterically and ran back over to her friends, leaving Willow on the verge of tears.
...
"They were so mean to me!" she cried. "Making fun of my clothes, and everything... What's wrong with me?"
Xander hugged Willow consolingly. "Nothing. There's something wrong with them if they're gonna make fun of my Willow."
The redhead blushed as she smiled at her friend, staring into his eyes longingly.
"Can I tell you something, Xander? Something I haven't told anyone?"
He beamed. "Of course, Miss Rosenberg. What kind of secret are you dying to tell me?"
"Well... Xander, I really..."
Before she could admit her feelings, he was staring outside the window. "Hey, it's that new girl, Buffy..."
Written for Open on Sunday LJ community's challenge #78, Telling a Secret.
by Zzilly14
Cordelia giggled with her friends as they whispered back and forth. Their eyes were locked on a redhead wearing mismatched clothes.
"Hey, Willow!" Harmony called out as she passed by. "Are you colorblind or something?"
Willow stared at the ground angrily, refusing to acknowledge their remarks.
Cordelia sighed and chased after her. "Willow! Wait!"
"What?" she asked after turning around.
"I've got a secret to tell you."
She giggled. "Really?"
"Yeah." She leaned in and spoke her ear, "you've got no fashion sense." Cordelia laughed hysterically and ran back over to her friends, leaving Willow on the verge of tears.
...
"They were so mean to me!" she cried. "Making fun of my clothes, and everything... What's wrong with me?"
Xander hugged Willow consolingly. "Nothing. There's something wrong with them if they're gonna make fun of my Willow."
The redhead blushed as she smiled at her friend, staring into his eyes longingly.
"Can I tell you something, Xander? Something I haven't told anyone?"
He beamed. "Of course, Miss Rosenberg. What kind of secret are you dying to tell me?"
"Well... Xander, I really..."
Before she could admit her feelings, he was staring outside the window. "Hey, it's that new girl, Buffy..."