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Willow seemed to get kinda shy after our initial introduction, but all in all she seemed extremely nice. A tad too interested in books and computers, but hey not that I have any room to judge. She seemed to be the nerdy type a lot like I used to be, I suppose. Just the kind of person that I would have had for a friend if I had grown up here. She was more than happy to show me to the office, all the while babbling on about this teacher or that class. 'Course I had to find it cute, but I stopped that line of thought the instant she mentioned she had a boyfriend.
Willow dropped me off at the office, but not before she gave me an invite to eat lunch with her and a couple of her friends. All in all, the day seemed to be looking up from its rather dismal beginnings. Here's to hoping the day continues to get better.
The secretary in the office sent me right in to the principal's office after giving her my name. Principal Flutie seemed just a little too happy to see me. Either he's always like this or he had one HUGE cup of java this morning. My vote goes to the java. That and not reading my transcript from Hemery.
"Well, Alexander Harris, late of Hemery High in Los Angeles," he stated glancing over what I guess was my transcript while walking to his desk. "Sophomore year. Interesting record..." Finally, he settled behind his desk before picking the paperwork back up....
And ripping it in half.
"A fresh start is what you get here at Sunnydale," Yes! He didn't notice last year's additions, like the gym. "Here at Sunnydale we want you to have the best chances to succeed here, and we don't care what some papers say. No matter if they say," Uh-oh. "Oh."
"Um, Mr. Flutie..." I started.
"The students here are welcome to call me Bob," he said while putting the pieces of my transcript back together.
"Bob..."
"But they don't."
I try again. "I understand that I have an... um... unique..."
"Unique? You don't think dismal fits better?"
"It's not that bad, right?"
"You burned down the gym."
"But there were vam..... very large amounts of... asbestos," Smooth Xand.
"Don't worry. Any other school might say watch your step or we'll be watching you. We want to service your needs, and help you understand our needs. And if your needs don't mesh with our needs...." he finishes by slamming my folder shut.
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Well, that went well, I thought as I stepped out of the office. Of course one of the passing students passing by decided at this time to make my day worse by bumping into me and causing my bag and books to go crashing to the floor.
This day just keeps going downhill, I thought to myself while I gathered my things.
"Need some help?"
On the other hand.... "Huh?"
"I said, need some help?" A gorgeous brunette says before helping me with my things. I was literally stunned speechless by her eyes not to mention her body.
"Um... uh..." Come on say something, stupid!
"There you go. See you around," she said before walking away.
Hurry, she's almost gone... "Name... Han.... Xander." Too late.
Great now she thinks I'm a total spaz. Or just an idiot. I'll hope for the best, maybe she thinks I'm mute.
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Class was a bore, as they normally are. Didn't help that I didn't help that I didn't have a book. The hot girl next to me was nice enough to help me out by sharing hers. She seemed nice during the class, but as soon as class was out there came a group of airheads to join her and drag her off to the next class while babbling on about a certain basketball player and how to get their hooks in him. Too bad, for awhile there I thought that there was an actual brain in that head, but if she hangs with that kind of group there couldn't be much of one.
Luckily one of the students in the hall pointed me in the direction of the library where I could get the books for the rest of my classes. Once I got to the doors I heard muted conversation which instantly stopped the moment I stepped into the library. As did my breathing when I caught sight of the same goddess from the hall.
"May I help you?" said the older gentleman (and it looked like that word truly fit him). However, all my attention was still caught on the girl and I simply stared mesmorized by those dark, dangerous eyes so much like....
"Excuse me. Can I help you?" the brittish man queried, jolting me out of my trance.
"Hmm, oh, books.... I need books."
"Libraries are the best place to find them," the girl stated smirking.
"Uh... I suppose..." Geez, Xand, at least ask her name.
"You are the new student? Can I see your schedule?" he asked.
"Here," I handed the paper over to him before turning to the girl. "Um, I didn't get the chance before to say thanks. So... thanks."
"Sure, no prob."
"Xander... Harris... is my name." Why don't you add a bit of drooling and stuttering, too.
"Nice to meet you X. The name's Faith."
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