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Chapter 4

Angelica's POV

On Monday morning Angel woke me up at eight in the morning. I was used to waking up early back home because of school. But, for some odd reason, I couldn't get up that morning.

I was really dreading going to a new school. If the rest of Los Angelus was like the parts I had already seen it could not have been good.

After dressing and going down stairs I found a new black backpack and a brown paper bag lunch sitting on a round style couch in the middle of the lobby. Some one had made me lunch. That was kind of…adorable.

"Ange." I heard Cordelia call from her desk behind the counter. I looked up at her and smiled. Maybe I was unhappy here, but I did not need to bring that down upon the only people I knew who were trying to make my stay nice.

"Who made me lunch?" I asked. Cordelia's smiled widened. She pointed to her chest guiltily and laughed. I let out an involuntary giggle, but quickly suppressed it.

"So…" I looked at the bag. "Is this mine too?" I picked it up and inspected it. Fred came out from Wesley's office followed by Wesley himself. "Yuper." Fred said. She was always so chipper and she felt safe. That was what I liked most about her; the warm energy seeming to radiate from her small fragile body. But, under her delicate exterior, I could tell that she was strong and tough and would defend the ones she cared about.

My inventory of Wesley was a little different. He had a dorky kind of nerd persona about him. From what I've heard he can be a major embarrassment sometimes but he was also a main asset to the groups' research needs. Apparently he was the groups' leader (even though it was named after my dad).

Cordelia reminded me of Melissa Thrice, from my old school. She was stuck up and conceded and thought that she was the "bomb-diggedy" as she called herself. I could see Cordelia was that, at one point or another, but had somehow grown out of that. Fred told me it was the visions that mellowed her out. Now Cordelia struck me as that type who would kick your ass is you threatened her friends or family. She was the kind that did not take any kind of bullshit and I kind of found that comforting.

Gunn seemed to be the cool guy of the group. He seemed extremely down to earth. He also looked to be the muscle of the operation.

Then there was my dad. I didn't really know what his part was. I mean that company was named after him and all…but still. I couldn't put my finger on his purpose in the group.

"What time does school start?" I asked. Angle came down the stairs behind me and completely scared that poop out of me.

"Nine. So we better get going." He said.

I picked up my bag and we made for the back door. Before I went through the door that led to the back entrance I turned and waved to everyone in the lobby. "Bye." I said and stepped through the door.

Angle's POV

Lying down in my bed later I remembered the night Dru and I had made Angelica. It was before Darla and I had has sex. Dru came to my apartment looking for Darla and I just…took her.

Flashback:

"Dru? What are you doing here?" I asked her when she appeared at my door.

"I jut want to play a little game." She said, swaying back in forth like she was listening to invisible music. "Grand-mommy's come out to play." She said stopping her swaying and pouting.

"Darla's not here, but Daddy is." I threw her onto the floor and positioned myself over her. Maybe if I had a moment of pure happiness, as they so lovingly called it, with Dru it would be easier to catch Darla.

I shook the horrible thought from my head. It was a retched mistake that I should have never committed…but then I would never have had Angelica and for some reason, when I was around her I seemed almost...happy.

But not too happy.

3rd Person

Angelica slid easily into her seat in 8th period. So far she found out that new people were not welcomed, the school was far too big for her own taste, and there were two groups: in and out, and so far she only had one friend.

Chestnut, a blonde girl with freckles and blue eyes seemed to also have no fiends. Angelica and Chestnut had become friends very easily. They both loved reading; although Chestnut liked vampire fiction and Angelica did not want to hear about some Edward Cullen who apparently was a good vampire who only drank animal blood and lived with a family of vampires.

Angelica got that at home so she did not want it at school. Her 8th period was Biology. They were learning about Cellular Reproduction, which the boys mostly snickered at, and how the cell formed new cells.

When the bell finally rang she slid through the halls to her locker. When she was passing books in and out of the metal container she felt a presence. Angelica turned to find the boy Chestnut had talked about at lunch. He was six feet tall, brown wavy hair, brown deep eyes, and was firmly built like a man should be.

"Hi." He said giving Angelica a small wave. She smiled back but continued to wonder why his god was talking to her. Apparently reading her thought the boy continued. "I'm Toby." He smiled, showing perfectly straight white teeth.

"Angelica." Angelica answered and turned back to her locker hoping he would go away so she wouldn't embarrass herself like she normally did around boys.

"I noticed you were new and didn't have many friends" he pushed on despite her wishes.

"And you want to be my friend?" Angelica inquired sarcastically expecting him to laugh and walk away. Boy was she wrong.

"Well I figured you wanted someone to show you around the school." Toby answered, still smiling.

"Well, it's kind of the end of the day and my dad doesn't like to wait outside too long." Angelica hinted then immediately regretted. Did he know about vampires? Did she want him to know? What if he thought she was a great big freak?

"I get it." Toby said. So he knew. "It gets mighty hot in the after noon." So he didn't.

"Right." Angelica closed her locker and turned to leave. But a hand caught her arm from behind.

"What about tomorrow morning?" Toby pulled her back.

"Tomorrow?"

"I'll give you a tour." He said sincerely.

Angelica thought it over. Boy would Chestnut be pissed. "Okay." She answered. Toby pulled her hand closed to him and wrote something on it. He winked at her and strode off down the hall.

Angelica looked at her palm…it had a phone number scrawled onto it.

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