So, okay, I suck at updating. I'm soo sorry! Crap happened and then it happened again, and I've got this evil illness where I don't ever feel like doing anything, and while for some people that means writing, for me it means sleeping. But anyways, I'm determined to keep up this story, and I will make it last at least through season one. IT WILL!

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter Four:

First Day at a New School

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Hermione sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. She could not believe what she was about to do…

"Harmony!" I called. As my cousin came bursting in the door, I explained. "I need help." I had been working on her hair for at least half an hour and it hadn't changed at all.

"Yeah," Harmony agreed. "I can see that. Okay, we have half an hour before we have to leave. I better get started."

First she quickly scanned my closet before pulling out a pair of jeans and a cream colored top. Then she threw me into the bathroom.

"I think straightening will be fastest, there's no time to get all these curls in order." She quickly ran a flat iron through my hair; I think that she's the only person on the face of the earth who could straighten my bushy mass of hair in fifteen minutes.

Then she did a quick make-up sweep before deciding that just some naturals "would have to do." At that point we had five minutes to get downstairs and into the car so I ran back into my room and threw on the clothes that she had picked out. As she handed me a pair of boots I shook my head and went instead for the white sneakers. Hey, I might want to be fashionable, but I also want to be steady on my feet.

"You cannot be serious!" she practically screamed at me.

"We're too late for me to go tumbling around in those things." I tried to convince her.

"Too late?! You are never too late to be fashionable!"

"Harmony, lets just go, please? I'm already nervous enough." I pleaded as I pulled her down the stairs.

"Oh! Of course, its your first day! Well, alright. I guess you're allowed the mistake once. You could always say that's what they do in England… Eww. Do they really wear sneakers with everything in England?"

I didn't tell her, that recently all I had worn was robes… Although, I had to admit, I was kinda curious about what her reaction would be. Instead, I merely grabbed my bag where it was waiting by the door. She did likewise, and we left.

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As I sat in my first class, I realized that high school was exactly what everyone said it was. A complete waste of time. My teacher droned in the front of the classroom (worse than Professor Binns, if that's possible), seemingly ignorant of her class. She was, somehow, ruining Shakespeare. I mean… how do you do that? As the first bell rung, I was glad to get out of that classroom, something that I had never been happy about before. It seemed this whole high school thing would be filled with new experiences.

I was instructed to visit the principal after my first class so, I slowly waded through the mass of students and made my way to Mr. Flutie's office.

"Do you have an appointment?" the woman at the desk asked me.

"Um… yes. I'm new, and I was told to come here after my first class…" I explained.

"Just a moment please." She picked up her phone and hit a couple of buttons. "Bob? I've got a new girl here… MmHmm. Okay, Sure thing." She hung up and made her way to the coffee machine that sat next to a water cooler in the main office. She filled up a cup and handed it to me. "He'll see you now, and since you're going there anyways, give that to him for me will ya? Thanks."

I stood there, bewildered for a second before nodding to her. "Sure."

I stepped through the door and in front of me stood the principal.

"Good morning." He greeted, before seeing the coffee in my hands. "Oh! Is that mine?" He asked grabbing the cup. He inhaled deeply, his nose hovering over the steaming liquid. "Ah… Caffeine."

"Uh… Yeah." I said, not quite sure how to deal with his coffee affliction.

He took a deep sip and sighed happily. "Sit! Sit!" he gestured. As I sat, he started talking again. "So, Buffy Summers?"

I looked back at him, completely lost. "Huh?"

"Oh, the other one… Herm—Hermy—Hermy-own"

"It's Hermione."

"Exactly!" He smelled his coffee again… it was starting to get quite funny in a weird/creepy way. "So, you're new. How's it going so far?"

"Alright."

"Great. Your records are phenomenal! I'm sure you'll be fine here... But just in case you're worried about anything, just know that here, you get a new start." He leaned over and looked at me intently. "Nothing about the past matters now. It's all just a blank slate."

I leaned back farther into my chair, kinda freaked at how close he was. "Okay." I squeaked.

"Great!" He leaned back. "That's Great! Okay, you're free to go. Come to me if you need anything, okay?"

"Um, yeah." I ran out of the room.

The secretary who had been there earlier saw my abrupt appearance and burst out laughing. "So, was he kinda weird when you went in there?"

I just looked at her, so confused by the principal that nothing was registering.

"He's normally like that. Once he finishes his coffee, he'll be fine again. Personally, I think he's taking some kind of medicine with his coffee, cuz if you happen to catch him before he drinks it… well, he's kinda wacky."

"Uh Huh."

"You can go now." She repeated the principal's words, reminding me that I had a class in a couple of minutes.

"Right, Bye!"

Behind me I could hear her muttering about how the other new girl was luckier, she would come in after the man's coffee fix.

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By lunch time I was already tired. I only had one class with someone I knew. My cousin was in my science class… It was not a pretty sight.

After the disaster in Science, I decided that I wasn't really hungry anymore, so decided instead to go to the library. I pushed open the double doors and looked into the empty library.

"Hello?" I called. Somewhere up in the stacks, I heard a faint "Just a Minute!"

I inhaled the scent of books and grinned at the familiarity. I love libraries!

"Hermione?"

"Rupert! Or, Mr. Giles, now I guess. Hello, I'm here for books." I held up the list of books that I needed.

"Of course," He said, searching it and then going behind the counter, where he apparently held the textbooks. "So how has your first day been?"

"Fine so far… I had the unfortunate luck of running into the principal pre-caffeine though. Not an experience I'm likely to forget anytime soon."

"Ah yes, I remember the first time I came upon him like that… At first I was worried he was possessed or something." He gave a short laugh.

"I can see why."

"So, here you go… That's all?" He sounded slightly surprised at the lack of books on the list.

"No, I've only been to my first classes, so I still don't know about the others yet. I'll probably come back after the last bell, if that's alright?"

"Of course."

"And maybe I'll browse the shelves for a good read?" I asked, grinning slightly.

"Anytime you wish too, you're welcome to read the library's books. It's rather sad at how few get checked out. In the entire time I've been here, I've seen two people."

"Aw, the poor books—"

"Okay, what's the sitch?" interrupted a short blonde bursting into the library. "You heard about the dead guy right?"

"Sorry?" Mr. Giles asked her. She looked at him, and then at me, and stopped short, apparently realizing that she wasn't alone with him.

"Um… The dead guy… In Lit… He wrote that… um… Book." She stuttered.

"Of course." Mr. Giles agreed, though he too, was looking at me funny. "William Shakespeare. I'll get you a book." He said disappearing off up the stairs and into the maze of books.

"Hello." I said waving slightly as I leaned against the counter. "I'm Hermione."

"Buffy." She introduced.

"Oh, so you're new too? That's great, at least I'm not alone."

"Yeah, great…" She mumbled, though her eyes kept darting up to where the librarian had disappeared.

"Well, I've got my books, it was nice to meet you." I gathered the small pile, and shouted out to Mr. Giles, "Hey, Mr. Giles, I'll be back later for the rest of my books, okay?"

His head popped out from behind a bookcase. "That's fine. Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything else."

"I'm good, just need some lunch now." I said as I pushed the library door open with my hip. As the door swung shut behind me, I couldn't help but think that I was definitely missing something with those two, but decided that I probably didn't want to know anyways.

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As I went to lunch, everywhere I heard rumors of a guy who was apparently stuffed in a locker, dead. People were saying all sorts of things, from serial killer to suicide. I decided to go to the person who probably knew the most.

"Cordelia?" I asked.

"Omigod, My! Did you hear? It was totally creepy, but thank God! I mean, this means we don't have gym today anymore. I mean, I'm not saying its good that he died, but Brightside, right?"

"Right. Do you know what happened?"

"Oh, it was in Aura's locker. You met her at the mall, remember? Anyways, it was this guy, and he, like, fell out of her locker, it was totally creepy, I'm sure. She's probably going to need therapy."

"Yeah… Are they saying anything about the cause of death?"

"I don't know, I mean I've heard pretty much everything: gunshot, poison, stab wounds,… I even heard this one girl talking about a vampire bite! Can you believe it?"

"Vampire? Why'd she say that?"

"Duh, cuz she's psycho." She looked at me like I was mentally challenged.

"Of course."

"Although, I heard a couple of people talking about marks on his neck. Hey! Maybe a spider got in and started nibbling… Oh, ew. I just gave my self a major icky mental image." She shuddered.

"Right. Well, I need to get to my next class. I'll see you later?"

"Yeah, we're Bronzing again tonight. Harmony'll give you details and bring you. I'll see ya."

If it was vampires, I need to be prepared. I need to know. I needed to get into that gym.

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As I reached the gym door, I noticed that the handle was already broken. Weird.

The body was lying in a body bag on the locker room floor. I didn't understand why they had left it there, or why it was alone in the room, but ignored it. As I neared the bag, I realized that it was already unzipped some and that the head was turned to the side, as if someone was checking out the neck… And there was the proof. Two teeth marks in plain sight.

Crap.

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And there is the first installment of the episode one. I hope ya'll don't mind my changing some things (Such as the library scene and Flutie's coffee addiction), but hey, its bound to happen more so if that bugs you, Sorry!

Comments? Please? I need ideas and stuff, obviously, as you can tell, I'm not good at keeping up with updating. Sorry.

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