Chapter 7: Two Beaux
*****Where We Left Off*****
Weevil couldn't believe this very hot blonde was so willing to go with him on his motorcycle. Then again, she did one time live on a hellmouth. Maybe, she loved to live dangerously.
When he stopped at a red light, he asked, "Do you want to go straight home?"
"Not if you want to show me the sights," Buffy said.
Weevil nodded and turned on to the PCH, so he could open up the bike.
Buffy hadn't been on a bike since Pike, and Weevil's was much bigger. They were flying down the road, and she loved every second of it.
"I got to get one of these!" she yelled in his ear.
Weevil grinned, glad she liked it. He stopped at a cliffside turn that looked over the water. "This is a nice spot to watch the sun set," he suggested.
Buffy got off the bike, trying to smooth out her hair after taking off the helmet. "I'm sure my hair is messy," she said.
"You're sexy as hell, so who cares?" he said, giving her wink.
"Well, that's nice of you to say," she said. She moved to a large rock and sat on it. "Join me?"
Weevil sat down next to her, and they watched the sun set. "It's probably not a good idea to drive your first time in the dark. Are you free tomorrow?" he asked.
"I have a shift at the Java Hut—I'm working there for the summer," Buffy said. "I'm done by four."
"How about you let me give you a lesson, and then I'll take you to dinner?" Weevil suggested.
"Sounds good," she said. "This is nice. Back in Sunnydale, I never got much time to just relax."
"I bet," Weevil said. "I heard that town had a lot of weird shit going on in it."
"That's putting it mildly," Buffy said. "But I'd rather hear all about you."
"Well, there's not much to tell. I have two younger siblings that my grandma takes care of. My dad's in prison, and my mom died when I was twelve of cancer," he said. "My dad wasn't even allowed to go to her funeral."
Buffy winced. "That's awful. I'm so sorry. I can't imagine how much that sucked. I don't know what I'd do without my mom. We didn't used to be so close, but the past few years, she's really been there for me," Buffy shared.
"My abuela, though, is the best. I rent a small apartment not too far from where she is," he said. "So I get to see her and my siblings all the time."
"I always wished I had a sibling, but now I have Xander and Willow," she said. "Until moving to Sunnydale and meeting them, I'd never had friends who'd die for me before—Xander saved my life once even."
"Really? That's impressive. How he do that?" he asked.
"I drowned and died for a minute or so," Buffy said. "But Xander revived me."
"You can't swim?" Weevil asked in surprise.
"I can swim," she said. "I just got knocked out and thrown into a pool of water—a fountain actually."
"Seriously?" Weevil asked, not sure she wasn't joking.
Buffy nodded. "There was a lot of problems—gangs on PCP and stuff like that in my town," she said. "Since I'm mostly an expert in several forms of martial arts, I took it upon myself to patrol the town, looking for people that needed help."
Weevil smirked. "Another tiny blonde with a God complex? What are the odds?" Did she know about the hellmouth and was playing it coy, or did she really think gangs were the problem?
Buffy's eyes narrowed. "Are you referring to Veronica? Everyone keeps comparing me to her, and I'm not sure I like it," she grumbled.
"Oh, it's a compliment," Weevil said, grinning. "Veronica Mars is a one-woman wrecking ball when she wants to be, but she doesn't use her fists—she's wicked smart and often vindictive when crossed."
"Yes, Dick told me that she destroyed his favorite surfboard," Buffy said.
"Did he tell you why? He sliced her tires or had one of his buddies do it," Weevil said in disgust. "The crap V put up with from Logan and his friends was unbelievable. They went from treating her like one of them to like she was a leper. When her best friend Lilly was murdered, she was devastated. Then her dad lost his job, her mom ran off, and then they lost their house. Kids going out of their way to torment her, and she didn't bend. She just got tougher."
"Sounds like you admire her a lot," Buffy said. She couldn't help but be a bit intimidated by this girl's reputation. Until Buffy became a slayer, she was very much like these 09ers.
"I do. She's been a good friend to me," Weevil said.
"But not more than that?" Buffy asked, not sure how she'd feel either way.
Weevil shook his head. "Nah. I was in love with Lilly, and I'm not going to go after another girl Echolls is in love with," he said.
"You think Logan's still in love with her?" Buffy asked.
He shrugged. "I couldn't say. I don't keep up with the gossip, but I do know they broke up at the beginning of the year. He still beat up her current boyfriend for the sex video, so he's not indifferent," Weevil said.
"Is this where I tell you that I've spent time with him?" Buffy said. "My friends and I went to dinner with him this evening—him and Dick."
"Well, there's no accounting for taste," Weevil said with a grin. "But he's not the worst thing. He's loyal, so if you're friends with him, I'm sure, he'll treat you well. Or are you dating him?" He wasn't sure how he felt about that.
Now it was Buffy's turn to shrug. "I'm not really dating anyone, but I want to have a good summer. If some rich guy wants to buy me dinner for the pleasure of my company, who am I to say no?" she said, grinning. "I eat a lot."
Weevil looked her up and down. "I have a hard time seeing that," he said.
"I guess you'll find out tomorrow evening," she said.
Weevil felt smug. "I guess I will," he said. He decided he liked the idea of knowing she might be dating Logan casually because it'd piss him off to know Weevil was too. "But just so we're clear—it's a date."
"Does that mean you're paying?" she asked.
Weevil laughed. "I do appreciate your mercenary outlook on things—yes, I will buy," he said.
"Well, then, consider me your date—at least for tomorrow evening," Buffy said with a smirk.
They chatted about nothing too important for several more minutes before getting back on the bike. Buffy had given him her address, so he drove straight there. When he stopped, he turned off the bike. "I live in that small apartment complex over there," Weevil said, pointing down the street.
"Seriously?" Buffy asked. "That's convenient."
"Isn't it," Weevil said with a grin. "My grandma is one block over that way." He pointed further west.
"Mac said she lives close, too," Buffy said. "Do you know her? I heard she's close friends with Veronica and good with computers."
"Yes, she's Veronica's tech girl when she needs tech done," Weevil said. "She dated Dick's brother before he was revealed to be a mass murderer and took a nosedive off the Neptune Grand."
Veronica winced. "That's up there with my level of ex-boyfriend story," she remarked. "She's going to teach me how to drive a car—or thinks she will anyway."
"You don't drive at all?" Weevil asked.
"Not well enough to pass a test," Buffy said. "My friends and parents have given up teaching me."
"Then it's a good thing you're making new friends," Weevil said. "I'll teach you how to ride a bike."
"I think I'll actually do better on a motorcycle," Buffy said. Her slayer reflexes were too much for her mom's car—or Giles—or Xander's—or Willow's. Okay, so she didn't do well in cars at all.
"I bet so," Weevil said. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Thanks for the ride," Buffy said, smiling warmly at him. He wasn't as tall as Angel, but he was full of layers—she liked him.
"My pleasure," Weevil said before starting up the bike and driving off. Things were definitely looking up for him.
*****The Next Day*****
Logan went into the Java Hut for lunch, determined to get a better read on Buffy. He didn't know why she went off with Weevil, but he was going to find out. When he saw her, she smiled and asked him, "Staying for lunch?"
"Yes," he said. "Can I sit in your section?"
"Of course," Buffy said, leading him to an open table.
"I'll take the lunch special with a Coke," he said.
"Got it," Buffy said.
Logan pulled out his phone to kill some time before she came back. When she put his drink in front of him, he looked up and smiled. "So I was hoping that you'd let me take you to dinner tonight," he said.
"I've got plans tonight, but I'm free tomorrow night," Buffy said with a bright smile. Look at her. Two dates two nights in a row!
"That's great," Logan said. "Do you like boats? I can take you out on my dad's boat. I was thinking of selling it, but Dick said I should hold on to it."
"I've not been on a boat in ages," Buffy said eagerly. "That'd be awesome. Do you want to water ski or something?"
"I was thinking just dinner and moonlight, but we can make a day of it if you want to meet a bit earlier like at three or four," he suggested.
"Water skiing without Dick would probably be rude, though, right?" she pointed out.
"I don't mind Dick, but how can I ever get alone time with you?" he asked with a leer.
Buffy laughed. "I'll let you kiss me good night if you're a very good boy," she said.
She went to take care of another table while he took a sip of his drink. Should he ask about Weevil? Would that piss her off?
When she brought his lunch, he decided to play it cool. "I noticed you getting on Weevil's bike at the restaurant last night. How did you meet him?" he asked.
"Oh, did I tell you that Xander, our best guy friend is moving here, too? He got a job where Weevil works," Buffy explained. "I met him when Xander went for his interview. We bonded over both being wrongfully accused of murder."
Logan looked surprised. "You, too?" he asked.
"I must attract all the bad boys," Buffy said in bemusement. "You can tell me all about your time tomorrow."
Logan didn't want to distract her too much at work, but he did think to ask her for her number.
"I don't have a cell phone, so you'll have to call my house number or Willow," Buffy said, giving him her house digits.
"Seriously? How can you not have a phone?" he asked.
Buffy shrugged. "I don't need one when everyone else has one," she said with a grin. Of course, her slaying and fighting had been reason for not getting one. Maybe, she should think of getting one now that life was almost normal.
After lunch, Logan met up with Dick at their place. Dick was just getting back from his summer class.
"So glad it's Friday. This going to class five days a week blows," Dick said, flopping down on the sofa.
"Any plans for tonight?" Logan asked.
"Nah. I was thinking of going by the house and shooting pool with the guys," Dick said. "You wanna come?"
"Sure," Logan said. "Got nothing else to do."
"I thought you were going to ask Buffy out?" Dick asked.
"I did. She had plans tonight, but she said yes for tomorrow," Logan said. "We're going to go on the boat. She said she'd like to do some water skilling."
Dick's eyes lit up. "Seriously? You're going to go skiing without me?" he asked.
"Actually, Buffy suggested you might want to go," Logan said in disgust. "I told her I wanted to have alone time, and she said she might kiss me goodnight."
"That's what I'm talkin' about! She's totally into you, dude," Dick said.
"I'm not so sure," Logan said, frowning. "She was with Weevil last night, and she said she had plans tonight. What if she's with him?"
"So what if she is?" Dick said. "A girl that hot ain't gonna stay with a guy that ugly for long."
"Not everyone finds him repulsive—Lilly didn't," Logan reminded him.
"Well, she was a bit messed up, dude. She was sleeping also with your dad," Dick reminded him.
"Thanks for the reminder," Logan said, glaring.
"Hey, you brought her up!" Dick said.
"You should probably invite your lesbian pals to come, too," Logan said.
Dick's eyes lit up. "Totally! I bet they'll love it," he said. He pulled out his phone to call the girls.
Logan figured spending more time with Willow wouldn't be bad—she was his sister's sister and so much nicer than Trina.
*****Later That Night*****
Weevil took Buffy to his favorite Mexican restaurant and enjoyed watching her pack away the food.
"You weren't kidding," he said after she finished her dessert.
"I told you that it's expensive feeding me," Buffy said.
"I don't mind," he said. "I think it's hot watching a girl with a big appetite. It gives a guy ideas."
Buffy smirked. "I bet it does," she said.
Weevil worked hard to control his reaction because she was so provocative. Tonight, she'd pulled that massive head of hair she had back into a sleek ponytail. She wore a black skirt that had a slit. When she hiked it up to get on the back of his bike, he had to contain his groan. Of course, the red top she wore just enhanced her features even more. Everything about her was sexy. He wanted her so much, and he had a feeling that she'd be fire in his arms. Luckily, he was happy to go up in flames.
Buffy was enjoying her date. It's been so long since she'd been out on a simple date. Weevil had a dry sense of humor that she found appealing, and he had lived a life of struggle. It made her feel connected to him. Like her, he was a survivor.
"I would really love to go dancing," Buffy said. "Is there a dance club here in Neptune?"
"Not really, but I know of a place about twenty minutes from here. San Diego has several we could check out," Weevil said.
Buffy's eyes lit up. "Really?" she asked.
Weevil wasn't much for dancing, but if it made her that excited, he'd give it a try.
He drove her to the Sevilla Nightclub, figuring she'd enjoy the crowd and live music. When she practically quivered with excitement outside the door, he knew he'd made the right choice.
The music was fast and loud, and Buffy dragged him to the dance floor immediately. He realized that he didn't need to do much but sway to the beat as she lost herself in the music. It was a sight to behold—she really loved to dance. He decided that watching her dance was his new favorite thing. They danced for an hour before he dragged her to a table for a drink. Since she wasn't twenty-one either, he just got them sodas.
"I'm not much of a drinker," Buffy said.
"I'm an occasional beer drinker," Weevil said.
"Beer is bad," Buffy said. "It makes Buffy very stupid,"
"That sounds like a story," he said.
"One I will wait a while to tell you," she said.
"I look forward to hearing all your secrets," Weevil said.
"My secrets might give you nightmares," she warned.
"That's okay. I'm a big boy, and I can handle some nightmares," he said.
"Good to know," Buffy said, smiling. She wasn't going to blurt out all her secrets, but it was nice to meet a guy who she thought might actually be able to handle them.
Two hours later, he was pulling up to her house, and she felt a bit tired from the dancing. It had been a spectacular first date. When she stepped off the bike, he started to follow her, but she waved him off.
"My mom will be waiting up since this is my first date in a long time," Buffy said, looking sheepish. "I had a wonderful time."
"So did I," he said.
Buffy grinned and put her hand on his leg, so she could lean up to kiss him.
When she pulled back, Weevil gazed down at her. "You are really good at that," he said.
"You weren't so bad yourself," she said with a smirk. "Thanks for a great first date. Good night."
"Thank you. I had a great time, too. Up for a real driving lesson tomorrow?" he asked.
"How about Sunday?" she suggested.
"I'm free after mass—around one or so," he said.
"I'll be home," she said, giving him a wave. She watched him drive off before walking to her door.
It was around midnight, and her mother was sitting on the couch watching TV.
"I can't believe you're still up," she said, even though she wasn't surprised.
"I had to hear all about your date!" Joyce said eagerly. She patted the spot next to her. "Come sit and tell me all about it. Did you have a great time?"
Buffy grinned. "I had the best time," she said. She told her mom about the evening.
"Are you seeing him again?" Joyce asked, so happy to see her daughter behave like a normal young lady.
Buffy nodded. "Yes, he's going to give me a real lesson on Sunday," she said. "He asked to see me tomorrow, but I've got plans with Logan."
Joyce's looked surprise. "You're going to date two guys?" she asked.
Buffy gave her a saucy grin. "Well, I don't plan on sleeping with both of them, but I don't see why I can't spend time with both. They're both very different, but they want to spend time with me," she said. "And without my slaying duties, I can actually say yes."
Joyce laughed. "That's true," she said, hugging her. "I'm so happy for you, Buffy. This move has been exactly what I hoped it would be."
"How about you tell me all about your dinner with Mr. Mars?" Buffy said, giving her a pointed look.
Joyce blushed. "I don't kiss and tell!" she announced, getting up from the couch.
Buffy's eyes widened. "What? They're were smoochies? I want so need details!" she insisted, trailing after her mother.
It was nice to tease her mother and not worry about robots or demons or a hellmouth. Mr. Mars seemed like a great guy.
Of course, if Mr. Mars hurt her mother, Buffy would totally teach him some manners.
*****Chapter End*****
So out of all the stories I'm writing, this one is the easiest for me to write once I start the chapter. It will go on for many more chapters, and I hope you make time to review and let me know what you'd like to see! Thanks!
