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This story's AU. Everyone's human. No vampires, no demons, just boring ol' humans. Lol.

Elizabeth Stanton is the girl who has everything. She's pretty and she's rich, and isn't that everything? It is when you live in the Stanton mansion. Her parents constantly try to fix her up with guys. After meeting Riley Finn, that was the last straw for Elizabeth. She decides to run away. Where? Sunnydale, of course! There she gets a new identity (hmmm, what could it be?), meets new people, and basically gets what she's been missing for eighteen years.

But. Yes, there's always a but. Weeks after her arrival to Sunnydale, every news channel in Sunnydale, in California, actually, announces the "kidnapping" of Elizabeth Stanton. So what happens?

You have to read to find out!



Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me. Idea doesn't even really belong to me, lol. I just found it at spuffyarchives.com (WONDERFUL site, by the way). Don't sue. I don't have much money anyway. Lol.






Chapter One The Last Straw


"Elizabeth. That was very rude what you said to Riley Finn. He was being such a gentleman to you and you had to go and tell him that he was being boring," Elizabeth's mother was saying as she followed her newly graduated daughter into the spacious bedroom.

The eighteen year old brunette flopped on her king sized bed in a very unladylike manner that made her mother cringe. "Mother. I was being honest," Elizabeth said, picking up a magazine and flipping through it carelessly.

"That's not the way to behave, young lady," Mrs. Stanton scolded. "Have your father and I taught you nothing?"

Elizabeth stopped flipping pages. She dropped her magazine and stared into her mother's eyes. "You taught me not to associate with those beneath me. With all due respect, Mother, Riley Finn is very, very beneath me. Like, six feet under, beneath me."

"He comes from a very rich family, Elizabeth," her mother told her, as if that was the thing that mattered most. In the Stanton household, that was what mattered most. How fat someone's bank account was, their social status in society, who their parents were, how many servants they had, those were the things that determined a person's worth around here.

"All he talks about is his country club," Elizabeth muttered, rolling her eyes.

"Don't you dare roll your eyes at me, Elizabeth. This is not how you were taught to behave," her mother shouted. Katherine Stanton ran a perfectly manicured hand through her brown hair, trying to calm herself down. "Now, next week, you will meet Riley Finn again. You will be the polite, respectful, courteous lady we have raised you to be. You will listen to what he says, 'boring' or not. You will smile that brilliant smile you inherited from me. You will be the perfect host for our guest. Do I make myself clear, Elizabeth Anne Stanton?"

She knew when her mother called her by her whole name that she should listen. "Yes, Mother," Elizabeth answered quietly.

Mrs. Stanton smoothed a hand down her expensive skirt and nodded. "Good. Your father and I are going to meet the Finns at their country club. We don't think it would be proper to bring you along since you have acted so rudely to their only son. You are to stay in your room. The servants will bring you your dinner. You are to eat in your room. I will speak to you in the morning." And with that, her mother walked out of the room with perfect posture only possessed by those who spent thousands of dollars at boarding school.

Elizabeth stared at the closed door of her room and sighed. She really hated it here. She had thought that being eighteen, she would be able to move out. She and her parents, no. Her parents, without questioning or even warning her, had decided it would be best if she lived at home and attend the college here.

"It has a very good reputation and is well respected everywhere," her father had told her.

She had rolled her hazel eyes at that. And of course, she was scolded. It was improper to roll one's eyes at a higher being.

Elizabeth got off her custom made, four poster, canopy bed. She made her way to her full lenth mirror. Looking in the mirror, a brunette stared back at her. Her hair hung in dark, cascading waves past her elbows. Feisty hazel eyes studied the figure in the mirror, as if trying to decide who she was. Small feminine nose. Pink rose colored, pouty lips. Perfect white teeth. Perfect chin. Perfect everything. On the outside of course.

The brunette knew that she was not the perfect daughter around here. She knew that her parents were very disappointed in the way she had been acting lately. It didn't matter to her. She didn't care. All she wanted to do was leave and never look back. Never have to date some boring country club pretty boy like Riley Finn. Although he wasn't even that pretty, she mused.

Her eyes traveled away from the mirror to the pictures taped on its side. She and her parents last year in Hawaii. Elizabeth studied the picture for a long time. Her mother and father smiling brightly at the camera. All the that professional photographer could get out of her was a well practiced smirk.

I've got to get out of this place, she told herself. Then it occured to her. She could.

She moved to the other side of her room where her pricey wooden desk was. Quickly rummaging through the drawers, she found what she was looking for.

A letter talking about her full acedemic scholarship to Sunnydale University. She had always worked hard in school, simply because she had nothing else to do. And now it finally paid off!

She remembered her parents saying the only reason she got the scholarship was because they needed more important people in Sunnydale. Which was probably true. She probably had more shoes than this town had people. But who cares? She was getting out of here!

Let's see, I'll need a bus ticket. Or a taxi. Hmm. Need cash. Psst. That's covered. I'll need clothes, yeah. Got that. I'll have to leave soon. Before next week's little rendezvous with Riley. I probably won't live on campus. Just get an apartment or something. But then they might need references and-

A tidmid knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. Elizabeth quickly shoved the letter into her drawer. "Come in," she called.

In came one of her servants, carrying a food tray. "Hello, Miss Stanton. Your mother told me to tell you that you should eat all of your food with no arguments," the servant said.

Elizabeth smiled. "I'll be sure to do so, Jessica. Thanks."

Once Jessica left, Elizabeth broke out into a huge smile. She ate all her food. Did her regular before bed routine. The last thing on her mind before she fell asleep was I'm finally getting out of here!







Last Note: So what'd ya think? I know, I know. You want Spike. Lol. So do I. Don't worry, he'll make his appearence soon. While you wait for him, please review. They help me write faster, and they let me know if anyone's reading this. Lol.