Hehe I finished another chapter. Enjoy!
Usual disclaimers: I do not own any of Joss's characters. I am just playing with them for our own amusement.
Few Weeks Later:
It was late bye the time I got home. My backpack was hung lazily on my shoulder, my head hurt, and I had a few scratches and bruises. I nodded to mom and Jack as I passed the living room. They were sitting and watching T.V.
"You're home late." called mom.
"Stayed after school again. I was helping Willow out with her computer problem." I sighed as I climbed the stairs lazily.
"Really what was wrong with it?"
"A demon it took over and tried to kill us."
"What?" she chuckled
"Just a computer virus." I laughed.
"There's dinner in the fridge if your hungry?"
"Thanks mom." I called as I reached the top of the stairs. My whole body ached. Fighting a giant robot was definitely something I was putting on my 'to never do again' list. Moloch was some pain in the ass. I let my backpack slide off my shoulder with a thud as I entered my room. Simon was already here sitting at my computer desk in human form. Next to come off were my jacket, then shoes. Finally, I collapsed in bed and groaned as my muscles relaxed.
"I take it that everything at CRD turned out okay" Simon asked
"Yeah. Of course it did. You know, punching metal really does a number on your knuckles." I brought my hands up and looked at the torn and bruised
skin.
"You guys did well though." Simon walked over and knelt under the bed. When he sat up he had my first aid kit in his hands.
"So how did it go with Giles and Ms. Calender?" I asked as he started bandaging up my hand.
"Interestingly well." he chuckled. "There were a few shaky moments with the spell, but since your alive and well, I can honestly say it worked out perfectly." I smiled as he finished patching up my hand. Everything had been going perfectly.
Training with Buffy after school had really been helping me out. I still had a ways to go before I'm as good as her, but I am doing a lot better. After each training session Simon would critique my fighting skills. If we had time once we got home he would make me go through everything I needed to work on. It was annoying and tiring, but I knew he meant well.
I've even started patrolling with Buffy. At first we worked with each other covering the same ground together. Most of the time we talked since vamps don't always show up. After Giles and Simon where sure I was making progress they started to encourage us to patrol different area's. We decided to split the area in half. Buffy at one end me on the other. We would work our way around and meet each other in the middle, finish up there, then walk home together. Thanks to the new arrangement we covered more ground faster and we would always get done earlier. Thanks to my training I had even staked a few vamps all by myself. I even took on a group of three last night and came out with only a few scrapes and bruises. Of course, I sort of wished that tonight had been as easy.
Demon robots, not fun. I sighed and stared the bandages on my hands.
"Hey Michelle, I'm going out." I sat up and watched as he stood up and put my kit away.
"Were are you going?" nothing was open at this hour at least I didn't think so.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" he says and vanishes. That doll was so secretive these day's. I bet you he had another date. Stupid player doll had had at least three dates since school started up. I decided to just ignore his disappearance and walked over to my speakers. After flicking through my songs I picked "Fuck You" by Lily Allen. As the lyrics started I began to sing along.
Look inside,
look inside your tiny mind
now look a bit harder
'Cause your so uninspired
so sick and tired of all
the hatred you harbor
So you say,
it's not okay to be gay
Well I think your just evil
You're just some racist who
cant tie my laces
your point of view is medieval
Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
'cause we hate what you do
and we hate your whole crew
so please don't stay in touch
I started to dance around as the chorus continued. This song always made me hyper and happy. It had been a while since I just sang out loud and let the world slip away.
Fuck you (Fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
'cause your words don't translate
and it's getting quite late
so please don't stay in touch
Do you get,
Do you get a little kick out of
being slow minded?
You want to be like your father
it's approval your after
well that's not how you find it
Do you,
do you really enjoy living a
life that's so hateful?
'cause there's a whole where
your soul should be
your loosing control of it all
It's really distasteful
Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
'cause we hate what you do
and we hate your whole crew
so please don't stay in touch
Fuck you (Fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
'cause your words don't translate
and it's getting quite late
so please don't stay in touch
I turned as I heard someone clear there throat. I let out a little 'meep' when I saw my mom standing in the doorway. "Hi mom" I waved and felt my face heat up with embarrassment.
"It's nice to hear you singing again. Even if you are cursing up a storm." I walked over and turned the music off.
"Sorry I got a little carried away." I sat on my bed.
"Don't worry. I miss hearing you sing. Since you haven't been in choir for years. I was beginning to thing you hated singing."
"I don't hate it, I just. People wont leave me alone when I sing. It's always the same when I sing in class. It's sing this, sing that. Its so annoying." I shrugged and started fiddling with my fingers.
"That's because you have a beautiful voice. It still amazes me when I hear you sing." she sat down next to me and started to run her fingers through my hair.
"Your my mom, your supposed to say nice things like that." I smiled and leaned into her hands. It was something she did that I loved.
"Promise me your doing okay here?" she said as she stopped.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't think I haven't noticed you coming home late covered in cuts and bruises. You haven't been getting into fights have you?"
"Mom! No I'm fine" she looks at me and then my hands giving me her 'oh, really' face. "I mean it. Schools great. I've made some awesome friends. I've even been out a couple nights to hang out with them. For the first time in a long time I-I feel like I'm not the odd one out." I smiled "I'm happy here."
"That's good honey. I'm happy that you've finally come out of that shell of yours. Just please don't do anything that I have to worry about." she said standing. I nodded.
"I'll be careful I promise." she wouldn't have to worry about me. Things would only start getting really bad after I graduate from high school. That's when the really deadly things would start to come out to play. That didn't mean that the next two in a half years would be easy of course, just easier to live through... hopefully.
"Fuck you" really is an amassing song. One of my favorites. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review, I'll give you a cookie shaped like a stake *holds up plate of cookie's* good for any hunger or vampire emergency. Okay so maybe they wont work on vampires, but they still taste good.