Author: Hope
E-mail: xForgottenTearsx@aol.com
Website: http://www.delusional-youth.net
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer: This all belongs to Joss! And Mutant Enemy!!!! I own nothing, I am but a humble worshipper of Joss, and wish to be able to someday write as genius as he does!!! :-D
Description: A girl wished for the end of magick, she wished that there were no demons, magick, anything along those lines. This is the story of what would have happened if there was no magic. How would things be different? How would things be the same? Instead of moving to Sunnydale when she was 15, after being kicked out of her school in LA for burning down the gym, Joyce waited until Dawn and Buffy finished the school year. They moved to california when Buffy was 16, halfway through the first quarter of her junior year! Please R&R, I intend to make this a good story, as good as I can get it to be at least. And I also intend on not making any of it fake or coincidences to why everyone is where they are. I believe in reincarnation(although I obviously can't spell it right =p) and that is something that you have to be aware of in this story, I hope you like the first chapter :)
"Buffy Summers?" The teacher called as she looked over the list of names in her hand.
"Present." Buffy said, raising her hand to show the teacher where she was sitting. Everyone in the class turned their heads, some exchanging a few whispers about the new girl. Sunnydale was a small town so news tended to travel fast.
Noticing that almost all the eyes were on her, Buffy felt like sinking into her desk and fading out of existence. She hated it when she was the center of attention, sure she had loved it when she was at hemery but now it just made her feel uncomfortable, like everyone thought she was some kind of freak for transferring in halfway through the first semester.
The teacher continued down the list, making some remarks about a few students that she had for the second year in a row and began her lesson. "If you turn to page 314 of your text then we can begin assigning the roles."
Buffy let out a sigh, realizing that she had forgotten to go to the library and pick up some textbooks like her homeroom teacher had told her. Maybe the teacher wouldn't notice? Maybe Buffy could just go poof and turn invisible and she wouldn't have to go through all of the torturous things that new students would face. Finding a place to sit at lunch for example, maybe even friends to eat it with.
"Here." A girl said, moving her desk closer to Buffy and putting her textbook in-between the desks.
"Thanks." Buffy said, scanning over the page to figure out where they were supposed to be reading.
"All right." The teacher announced, noting that everyone had turned to the assigned page. "This is the play, Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare." She said, leaning on the desk. "And instead of just reading it, having to do a report on it, which I know you all love." She smiled as a few of the students in the back of the room groaned. "We will be doing a play."
"Can I--"
"And I will be assigning the parts, Cordelia." The teacher finished as Cordelia put her hand down. "Xander Harris, You will have the role of Mr. Capulet." Buffy looked towards the back of the room and saw a young man with black hair roll his eyes and look over at the red head next to him, beginning to complain about how school shouldn't be mandatory. "Cordelia, you can be Mrs. Capulet."
"But Mrs. Wilkins!" Cordelia complained at the pairing. "There is no way that I'm playing a role opposite of him." She whined, turning back to look at Xander. "I mean that offensively of course."
"Yea Mrs. Wilkins." Xander replied, looking at Cordelia. "I won't even be able to fit on the stage with her, her ego will take up the whole auditorium."
"Screw you, Xander." Cordelia said back, turning again to face the front. "What's so funny?" She asked Buffy, noticing that the blonde had been laughing.
"Oh...nothing." She replied, trying to stop laughing. "I think you'll make a great Lady Capulet."
"Class." Mrs. Wilkins said, beginning to grow impatient with the incessant talking and arguing going on in the classroom. "Now, Jesse, you will be Mercutio. Buffy Summers, you will play the role of Juliet and William you will be Romeo."
"B-but, Mrs. Wilkins...." Buffy turned around to see where the voice was coming from. Sitting behind Xander was a stuttering man who she assumed was William. He had short brown hair that looked as though it hadn't been brushed since he was five.
"These roles aren't optional, William. You're going to be Romeo." She sighed.
Noticing that Buffy was looking at him, William flashed her a nervous glance and then carefully looked back down at his book.
The bell rang and everyone began packing up his or her books, except for Buffy who was still looking at William. "Oh, that's just Will...I'm not even sure what his last name is." Cordelia laughed, as Buffy took her eyes off of him and he walked out of the room with Xander, the red head and Jesse. "He doesn't really talk, besides he hangs out with those losers so I doubt there'd be any good reason not to stay away from him." Buffy smiled and nodded. "He is cute though." Cordelia shrugged, amusing herself.
"Now, if you want a textbook of your very own then you should head to the library."
"Great, yea.... Where's that?" Buffy asked as they walked through the hallway.
"Right here." Cordelia said, pointing to the large double doors in front of them. "When do you have lunch?"
"6th." Buffy replied, looking down at the schedule in her hand.
"Great! That's when I have lunch." The brunette smiled. "You can eat lunch with me and my people today, meet in the cafeteria, we usually have the table near the snack and soda machines." Cordelia smiled.
"Okay, I'll see you then." Buffy waved goodbye to Cordelia, walking in through the doors to the library.
"Hello?"
- - - - - - -
"Did you see the new girl?" Jesse asked Xander as he put
his Lit. book into his bag. "Yea, she's cute."
"Is that all you guys think about?" Willow asked sarcastically, opening her locker.
"Of course not." Jesse said, smiling at his friend.
"Yes, Jesse's right. You see, first we evaluate their personality."
"We make sure that they're the right match for us, that they're smart."
"Intellectual."
"Non-psychotic."
"Then we forget all that and try to find out if they are a hottie or not." Willow laughed as Jesse and Xander high-fived each other. They had always been like that, sometimes she even felt left out because of how close the two were.
"Well, that explains it." The redhead smiled, pushing her thoughts away as she closed her locker. "I've got chem. I'll see you guys at lunch." She said, spotting William walking into chem.
"Later, Will." Xander waved as he and Jesse began walking towards history.
"She's from Los Angeles."
"Huh?" Xander asked, not having the slightest idea of what Jesse was talking about.
"The new girl. What else would I be talking about?" He slapped his friend in the back of the head.
"Man, I would give anything to live in LA Sunnydale is just too boring."
"Amen to that." Jesse agreed with his friend. Sunnydale was boring.
- - - - -
"Hey Will!" Willow smiled, sitting down next to her friend.
"Hey." He replied, scribbling something into his notebook.
"Whatcha writing?" Willow asked, putting her own books on the lab table.
"N-nothing." He said, quickly closing his book and slipping it back into his bag.
"You're a really good writer, Spike, you should try and get some of your stuff published, like seriously." She said. Willow had always called William Spike. When he had first moved to Sunnydale, they had had a writing assignment in their English class, where they had to write a horror story for Halloween. William had written about vampires in the nineteenth century that tortured their victims with railroad Spikes, the whole class had loved it and found it hysterical when the teacher sent William down to guidance to talk to his counselor about why he had written the piece. Willow became friends with him shortly after and continually teased him about it, until she began calling him Spike.
"Yea, like that would happen." William laughed at the thought. He had always been writing but he never thought that he would be able to make a career out of it. "You going to the Bronze tonight?" He asked Willow who was highlighting her notes with different colored pens and highlighters. "Yup." She said just as the bell rang.
"Alright class, today we're doing a lab." Mr. Oustecky said, almost too happy to teach. "So I want everyone to get into their lab groups and get the supplies listed on the board. You have until the end of the period."
Just as the teacher had finished speaking, a blonde girl burst into the classroom, obviously aware of her lateness. "Ummm…sorry…I got lost and, this is my first day, Cordelia Chase told me the room was-"
"That's alright." The teacher laughed. "If you got the directions from Miss Chase then I'll excuse that you were late this once, Buffy Summers?" He asked, glancing at the sheet of paper on his desk.
"Yup, that's me." She replied nervously, pushing a lock of blonde hair behind her ear nervously.
"New Girl." Willow got back to the table with all of the materials, noticing how Spike was staring at Buffy. "I saw her talking with Cordelia Chase today, she's probably-"
"Huh? Yea, you're right, just looking to see what Oustecky's reaction would be, that's all." He said, taking his eyes off of the girl when she had looked at him. "You got the materials?"
"Well Buffy." Mr. Oustecky finished his lecture. What he didn't realize though was that Buffy had tuned him out when he had begun talking about what she had missed and had to makeup…which was really the first thing he had said. "You are going to sit in the back over there next to Miss Rosenburg. She's my best student, so I'm sure that she'll help catch you up."
"Yes, thank you." Buffy said, taking the packets of work that she would have to do that weekend out of the teacher's hand. Attempting to put on her 'hey, I belong here' face, Buffy made her way to the back of the room where Willow and William had already started working on the lab.
"Hi." Buffy said, sitting in the chair across from Willow, putting her books down under the table.
"Hello." Willow said cheerily, elbowing William to do the same.
"Ow…hi." He said, not looking up from his work.
"So…Oustecky like's to assign a lot of work, huh?" Buffy asked, trying to make conversation. The one thing that scared her the most besides being moved out of her school and having to live in a nowhere town was silence. Especially akward silences like that one.
"Yea….oh!" Willow said, realizing that she hadn't explained what they were supposed to be doing. "We're doing a lab where we have to combine the correct chemicals so that they turn blue."
"Interesting stuff."
"Yea! When the correct chemicals are combined, it turns blue because one of them is a catalyst and basically just speeds up the coloring of the liquid, meaning that the first liquid was already supposed to become blue and…" Willow stopped, noticing the look of confusion on Buffy's face. "You're supposed to stop me when I do that." The red head glared at William.
"Oh but its just so funny." He smirked.
"Meanie." Willow stuck her tongue out at Spike, causing Buffy to laugh.
"Hey, that isn't funny." Spike said defensively.
"I'm sorry, its just so cute, are you two dating or something?"
"No!" Each of them quickly said.
"Just friends." Willow told Buffy. "I have a boyfriend, but Spi-William here, he's single." She nodded.
"Spike? That's an…uh..interesting name."
"Oh, its just a nickname I have for him, you see, in the ninth grade we had to-ow." Willow said right after William elbowed her under the table. "Its just a nickname."
"Cool. So you're Willow, then, right?" Buffy asked, remembering what the teacher had told her about Willow being able to help her catch up.
"Yup"
"Well...Look, I really wanna get by here, new school, and... Cordelia's been really nice... to me... anyway, but, um, I kinda have this burning desire not to flunk all my classes, and I heard a rumor that you were the person to talk to if I wanted to get caught up."
"Oh, I could *totally* help you out!" Willow replies, taking off her safety goggles. "Uh, if you have sixth period free we could meet in the library?"
"Well I told Cordelia I'd meet her and her people for lunch 6th but I'll just tell them I'm hanging with you instead."
"...Are you sure you want to do that?" Willow asks nervously. She knew that it was stupid to think that way, but Cordelia scared her.
"Why wouldn't I?" Buffy asked, not realizing the power that Cordelia and her friends seemed to have over so many people.
"Well, for one thing, I'm pretty sure that its not legal."
"Hanging out with you while being friends with Cordelia?"
"Yup, that." Willow nodded.
"Well…" Buffy started, looking like she was thinking it over. William was ready to curse her off or something else manly if she were to say anything to Willow. The girl had been through hell and back because of Cordelia and he wasn't going to let her add to that. Besides, Oz would back him up. "I'm not one for rules anyway." Buffy finished, smiling at the two.
"Miss Summers?" Mr. Oustecky called her from the front of the room. "You're wanted in the Principal's office." Picking up her things, Buffy cursed her luck. She had already met the principal that day, she had walked in on him yelling at the librarian when she was going to get her books.
When he had asked her why she was there, she told him she was new and needed books. So, he took that response as an attitude problem and told her that he was onto her. Creepy little troll man.
"So, sixth in the library, right?" Buffy asked Willow as she pushed her chair in.
"Yea." The red head nodded.
"Cool, I'll see you guys later." Buffy waved to the pair as she took the green hall pass from the teacher and walked off to the principal's office.