November 3, 1998
Dear William,
Hi! Sorry that I haven't written in so long, but I've been through a lot lately. I probably shouldn't bore you with all the details, so I'll write about something else.
Hmm. Have you ever been to the States? There're such a variety of things to do and see here. My favorite thing to do is go to the beach, especially during the summer when I have no school to worry about. Sunbathing is a must when you live in California. The only thing that sucks about it is getting sunburned. No tanning beds needed here.
I also enjoy shopping; my mom, Dawn, and I went on an all day shopping trip last weekend. I bought a couple of great new tops and a pair of shoes. Don't worry; I have a job. I work at the pet store downtown. Helps me buy things; I sometimes feel guilty asking my mom to buy me things, especially since my dad never pays child support like he's supposed to. Where do you work?
Okay, I'm looking back over the last two paragraphs, and I'm realizing this has to be the most boring letter ever, so I may as well just tell you what's going on. At least then, you'll have something juicy to read.
My boyfriend, Timothy, broke up with me a couple of weeks ago. Why are guys such jerks? Don't answer that one. He said he didn't think he loved me anymore. I mean, he said he used to love me, but that he doesn't love me now. He said he wants to *know* for sure, wants to feel weak in the knees at the sight of the girl he's with. That's confusing enough, but he doesn't want me to tell anyone we're broken up. We're in the journalism club together and have lots of classes together. And he still calls to talk everyday and tells me he loves me. Maybe he doesn't love me anymore cause I haven't slept with him. Is sex that important to guys? What would you do? Don't answer if you don't feel comfortable answering.
I guess you don't celebrate Thanksgiving in England. Wouldn't make much sense. But, here we do. It's supposed to be the anniversary of when the Pilgrims feasted with the Indians (oops, Native Americans. . . Willow'd be upset with me if I didn't correct that). This year, Dawn and I get to stay with Mom, which I always enjoy because she cooks a giant feast with turkey, dressing, and the works. Then, we sit around feeling stuffed and playing board games. It really means a lot to me.
I'm a little confused about why you're being home-schooled. And don't you get done with school at 16? At least, that's what someone told me. Sorry if I'm being too nosy.
I've actually never heard of your dad. But I might ask my history teacher about him. Maybe he's heard of him. I'm all curious now. He must be really smart.
And oh, about Dawn and the diary heist. . . I just yelled at her and told her never to touch my things again without permission. Of course, that'll probably last about a week or two. Then, she'll be sneaking into my room to get into my stuff again. It's a thing we do. Sisters are goofy sometimes.
And no, I don't think of you as a delinquent. I wish I had the guts to do stuff like that. My mom would kill me if I went out drinking or if she caught me with cigarettes. Your friends sound like fun.
Well, take care, Buffy
P.S. Could you send a picture? My friends are curious about what you look like!
* * *
14 November 1998
Hi, pet,
Things have been crazy here as well, so no worries about not writing sooner. My dad and I just got back from Germany this past weekend. He was on one of his lecture tours, and he wanted me to come, which I didn't mind. Who would pass up German beer?
My dad's bloody brilliant (excuse my language)! He's the smartest man I know. I can ask him pretty much anything, and he knows the answer or where to look it up. I'll be interested in knowing if your teacher knows who he is.
By the way, Dad knows I'm writing you, so he's sending along a copy of his latest published article. Don't feel obligated to read it and don't feel dumb if you don't understand what he's writing. Half the time, I'm clueless about what he's written. His lectures are the opposite of the way he writes though. Maybe I'll audiotape one of his next engagements for you to hear.
I've never been to the States although I'd love to visit one day. Maybe I could talk Dad into doing a lecture in California, and we could meet at some point. Maybe you could take me on one of your shopping expeditions.
As far as school goes, that's rather complicated. Our school system's a bit different than yours. If I was going to regular school, I might or might not finish Secondary School (that's like high school for you) at 16. In some places, you can go to Secondary School until age 18. If you only stay until age 16, you have to take these big exams after which you either get a job or go to what's called Sixthform college until age 18. In college, you work on what's called A-levels. A-levels are what universities look at for their acceptance requirements. Right now, I'm just doing the extra two years of school, and Dad's teaching me. Then, I'll go to university. Hope that answers your questions.
An interesting tidbit, Dru and Angelus broke up a few weeks ago. Angelus sort of cheated on her. Seems the bint has taken interest in me now, which has broken up our little circle. Trust me, I don't mind at all. She's really pretty and smart and was just heartbroken over Angelus. But, I think, she's doing much better after a few dates with me. I even took her to Germany with me. She loved all the sights. I'm not sure if I'm in love yet, but it might be heading that direction. We'll see.
As far as Timothy goes, the bloke's an idiot. Don't listen to him. Talk to people about what's going on. It's not healthy for you to keep it all inside and pretend like it's not happening. If you do that, it's guaranteed to eventually come out in some other way. He sounds like a right selfish ass and seems to be looking out only for himself and his feelings. If I were there, I'd punch him in the face and give him a right talking to. Take care of yourself the way he seems to be doing with regard to himself, and do what you need to do to make you feel better. I'll ask you one thing: does talking with him everyday and hearing him say things he doesn't really mean helping you in the long run?
And trust me, pet, if he were the right guy for you, he'd wait for the sex bit if you weren't ready. I mean sex is nice. . .actually, it can be more than nice, but it's not the be-all, end-all of a relationship. I mean, Dru and I have been sleeping together, but that's not the reason I find her so entrancing. She's just brilliant. Did I tell you she's older than me? She and Angelus are both 25. Dru teaches me things that I never even dreamed were possible.
Anyway, I've enclosed a picture. It's the latest I have. No laughing now.
Regards, Spike
P.S. Please call me Spike. William just sounds so formal.
TBC. . . Okay, don't worry, this is just the beginning, so of course, they'll be dating others. Be patient. S/B will come!
Special note: Big thanks to the reviewer who gave me the tip about schooling in England. And special thanks to Jaina who graciously answered all my questions about the school system in England! Her help is much appreciated!
Thanks for all the lovely reviews. I have some lovely surprises planned, so keep reading! ;o)
Dear William,
Hi! Sorry that I haven't written in so long, but I've been through a lot lately. I probably shouldn't bore you with all the details, so I'll write about something else.
Hmm. Have you ever been to the States? There're such a variety of things to do and see here. My favorite thing to do is go to the beach, especially during the summer when I have no school to worry about. Sunbathing is a must when you live in California. The only thing that sucks about it is getting sunburned. No tanning beds needed here.
I also enjoy shopping; my mom, Dawn, and I went on an all day shopping trip last weekend. I bought a couple of great new tops and a pair of shoes. Don't worry; I have a job. I work at the pet store downtown. Helps me buy things; I sometimes feel guilty asking my mom to buy me things, especially since my dad never pays child support like he's supposed to. Where do you work?
Okay, I'm looking back over the last two paragraphs, and I'm realizing this has to be the most boring letter ever, so I may as well just tell you what's going on. At least then, you'll have something juicy to read.
My boyfriend, Timothy, broke up with me a couple of weeks ago. Why are guys such jerks? Don't answer that one. He said he didn't think he loved me anymore. I mean, he said he used to love me, but that he doesn't love me now. He said he wants to *know* for sure, wants to feel weak in the knees at the sight of the girl he's with. That's confusing enough, but he doesn't want me to tell anyone we're broken up. We're in the journalism club together and have lots of classes together. And he still calls to talk everyday and tells me he loves me. Maybe he doesn't love me anymore cause I haven't slept with him. Is sex that important to guys? What would you do? Don't answer if you don't feel comfortable answering.
I guess you don't celebrate Thanksgiving in England. Wouldn't make much sense. But, here we do. It's supposed to be the anniversary of when the Pilgrims feasted with the Indians (oops, Native Americans. . . Willow'd be upset with me if I didn't correct that). This year, Dawn and I get to stay with Mom, which I always enjoy because she cooks a giant feast with turkey, dressing, and the works. Then, we sit around feeling stuffed and playing board games. It really means a lot to me.
I'm a little confused about why you're being home-schooled. And don't you get done with school at 16? At least, that's what someone told me. Sorry if I'm being too nosy.
I've actually never heard of your dad. But I might ask my history teacher about him. Maybe he's heard of him. I'm all curious now. He must be really smart.
And oh, about Dawn and the diary heist. . . I just yelled at her and told her never to touch my things again without permission. Of course, that'll probably last about a week or two. Then, she'll be sneaking into my room to get into my stuff again. It's a thing we do. Sisters are goofy sometimes.
And no, I don't think of you as a delinquent. I wish I had the guts to do stuff like that. My mom would kill me if I went out drinking or if she caught me with cigarettes. Your friends sound like fun.
Well, take care, Buffy
P.S. Could you send a picture? My friends are curious about what you look like!
* * *
14 November 1998
Hi, pet,
Things have been crazy here as well, so no worries about not writing sooner. My dad and I just got back from Germany this past weekend. He was on one of his lecture tours, and he wanted me to come, which I didn't mind. Who would pass up German beer?
My dad's bloody brilliant (excuse my language)! He's the smartest man I know. I can ask him pretty much anything, and he knows the answer or where to look it up. I'll be interested in knowing if your teacher knows who he is.
By the way, Dad knows I'm writing you, so he's sending along a copy of his latest published article. Don't feel obligated to read it and don't feel dumb if you don't understand what he's writing. Half the time, I'm clueless about what he's written. His lectures are the opposite of the way he writes though. Maybe I'll audiotape one of his next engagements for you to hear.
I've never been to the States although I'd love to visit one day. Maybe I could talk Dad into doing a lecture in California, and we could meet at some point. Maybe you could take me on one of your shopping expeditions.
As far as school goes, that's rather complicated. Our school system's a bit different than yours. If I was going to regular school, I might or might not finish Secondary School (that's like high school for you) at 16. In some places, you can go to Secondary School until age 18. If you only stay until age 16, you have to take these big exams after which you either get a job or go to what's called Sixthform college until age 18. In college, you work on what's called A-levels. A-levels are what universities look at for their acceptance requirements. Right now, I'm just doing the extra two years of school, and Dad's teaching me. Then, I'll go to university. Hope that answers your questions.
An interesting tidbit, Dru and Angelus broke up a few weeks ago. Angelus sort of cheated on her. Seems the bint has taken interest in me now, which has broken up our little circle. Trust me, I don't mind at all. She's really pretty and smart and was just heartbroken over Angelus. But, I think, she's doing much better after a few dates with me. I even took her to Germany with me. She loved all the sights. I'm not sure if I'm in love yet, but it might be heading that direction. We'll see.
As far as Timothy goes, the bloke's an idiot. Don't listen to him. Talk to people about what's going on. It's not healthy for you to keep it all inside and pretend like it's not happening. If you do that, it's guaranteed to eventually come out in some other way. He sounds like a right selfish ass and seems to be looking out only for himself and his feelings. If I were there, I'd punch him in the face and give him a right talking to. Take care of yourself the way he seems to be doing with regard to himself, and do what you need to do to make you feel better. I'll ask you one thing: does talking with him everyday and hearing him say things he doesn't really mean helping you in the long run?
And trust me, pet, if he were the right guy for you, he'd wait for the sex bit if you weren't ready. I mean sex is nice. . .actually, it can be more than nice, but it's not the be-all, end-all of a relationship. I mean, Dru and I have been sleeping together, but that's not the reason I find her so entrancing. She's just brilliant. Did I tell you she's older than me? She and Angelus are both 25. Dru teaches me things that I never even dreamed were possible.
Anyway, I've enclosed a picture. It's the latest I have. No laughing now.
Regards, Spike
P.S. Please call me Spike. William just sounds so formal.
TBC. . . Okay, don't worry, this is just the beginning, so of course, they'll be dating others. Be patient. S/B will come!
Special note: Big thanks to the reviewer who gave me the tip about schooling in England. And special thanks to Jaina who graciously answered all my questions about the school system in England! Her help is much appreciated!
Thanks for all the lovely reviews. I have some lovely surprises planned, so keep reading! ;o)