SURPRISE
NOTE: I am not lucky enough to own any of these characters because they belong to Joss and the WB. But I own Skylar (in a way) and any other character you don't recognize.
A/N: This story is the second story in my Skylar series. I can't say how many stories there will be. I also can't say how long this story will be, either. Mainly because I'm not sure yet of what will happen. Also some of you may not have read the very first Skylar story "Angel's Gift" so you may not quite understand this.
CHAPTER 5Buffy and Fred didn't take long to come back home from the job. Angel was in his bedroom getting ready for his date with Buffy. He heard a knock at his door.
"Come in," Angel said. Connor poked his head in. "Hey, Connor. What's up?"
"Uh, nothing. I just…" Connor began to trail off. He was staring down at the floor.
"What?"
"What if I wanted to ask somebody to go somewhere?"
"What? What kind of someone?"
"A… girl someone."
"Oh. Then you just ask them."
"Like you did Buffy?"
"Well, yeah. What's this all about?"
"Nothing. Thanks." Connor left out of the room. Angel just shook his head. Connor walked into Dawn's bedroom.
"Can't you knock?" Dawn snapped, looking up from her English text.
"I could but I won't." Dawn rolled her eyes. "I heard you're going to the dance with Richard Stevens."
"What is this, a slow news day?"
"Uh, whatever. Anyway, do you know who Tammy is going with?"
Dawn raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"Just wondering."
"No, you're not. You like my friend Tammy, don't you?"
"Maybe. What do you care?"
"Maybe I don't want you to have anything to do with me or my friends."
"Who cares? I'm asking her out, anyway."
"Yeah. Like she'd go with you."
"We'll see."
"Fine. I guess we will."
Skylar was playing with her dress-up trunk in the corner of her bedroom. Someone picked up a small top hat. Skylar looked up and saw Kevin wearing the hat.
"Hi. Can we play again?" he asked.
"I don't want you here," said Skylar.
"Why?"
"You almost got me in trouble. I don't want to play with you."
"I didn't mean it."
"Yes, you did."
"Please? Come on. Let's play."
"No!" Lorne passed by Skylar's door but came back to it when he heard her talking. "Go away, Kevin! I don't want you here."
"Can't we be friends?"
"Why?"
"I said I don't have any."
"Fine. But if you get me into trouble again—"
"I won't."
"OK."
"Um, peach pie," Lorne spoke up. Skylar gasped and turned to him. "Who are you talking to?"
"Kevin! Can't you see him? He's right there," said Skylar, pointing at Kevin.
"Kevin? Oh! I get you. Hi, Kevin." Lorne waved. "Later."
Skylar turned to Kevin. He smiled at her and shrugged his shoulders.
Lorne knocked on Angel's door. "Who is it?" Angel asked.
"It's the green dude."
"Oh. Come in, Lorne."
Lorne went into the room. "Um, I don't mean to sound all nosy or anything but I'm thinking you should talk to Skylar."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, haven't you noticed that since she's come back she hasn't made any friends?"
"Oh, yeah. I noticed."
"And now she's talking to someone named Kevin."
"What?"
"She has an invisible friend."
"An invisible friend? Skylar?"
"Yes. The kid is lonely, Angel face."
"Um, no problem. I'll just talk to her when I get home."
"OK. Because if she's still talking to "Kevin" by middle school you have a problem on your hands." Lorne left out of the room.
Another knock came. Buffy stepped in. She was wearing a black miniskirt, a red blouse, and red heels. Her hair was down. Angel smiled at her. She looked beautiful.
"Hi. Ready?" Buffy asked him.
"Yeah. I am. You look nice."
"Thanks. So do you." She was referring to his black sweater, black slacks, and black leather jacket. "So where are we going?"
"To a restaurant downtown. You'll love it."
"I'm sure. Let's go." Angel walked over and put his arm around him. They headed downstairs.
A/N: Hmm… lot of plots going on here. Oh, well. That's the way I like it. (Usually, anyway.) Some reviews would be nice. You know. Since I post for you.