Thanks for the great reviews!! I really appreciate all the feedback I'm
getting.
And just so you all know - counselor relationships do start that quickly at summer camp. It's really crazy how fast people pair off. Plus I wanted to get the story rollin. Lots is in store for those wacky kids.
The hair goop was supposed to make you go - eewwww! But at the same time, I put it there to illustrate the comfort-level between them. Express just how quickly they developed a certain ease around each other. It was also stuck in because a lot of times people write fanfics where the sex is all hearts and flowers. This was supposed to be raw, real, and yes, messy. Cuz sex and hooking up produces some really funny sounds and situations -and sometimes the best times can be had when you laugh at yourself. Ok, stopping now.
I hope that didn't sound like a lecture - because I really didn't mean it to be. I just really wanted to convey where I was coming from throwing something so yucky in there. Plus, I thought it was such a weird thing to do - that it was shocking yet funny at the same time.
Also, there will be a mention of Willow's telling Spike about Buffy's sexual history. I'm trying to use a lot of foreshadowing here. Hopefully, it's not sticking out too much because I want you to get to a point and say "Oh . . . I remember that!"
FYI - The updates aren't going to be quite as frequent over the next week because my beta is going on vacation. She is going to try to get some done while she's away - so keep your fingers crossed. I have been holding on to a couple of beta'd chapters so there definitely will be some.
Slayerkid - "I mock you with my monkey pants!"
Now on to Chapter 12!
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Buffy quickly twirled her wet hair into a knot and fastened it to her head with a butterfly clip. Examining herself in the mirror she couldn't help but notice the slight glow to her skin. She brought one hand to her cheek, feeling the warmth. 'So, this is what it's supposed to feel like.' She applied a layer of lip-gloss, kissed the mirror, leaving a light pink mark, and ran out of the cabin.
'I have to get to mom before she announces who is going to L.A.' she thought as she jogged over to Turner Hall. 'She'll change it for me - I know it. She can just put it back the way it was before I hastily switched it all around. Her way was better anyway.'
Buffy took the steps of Turner Hall two at a time and ran into the building. She stepped into the business office panting, and only saw the new assistant sitting at her desk.
Anya glanced up at Buffy, and quickly resumed typing. "Was it good?" she asked in an even voice.
"What?" Buffy asked, slightly confused.
"Whatever you were doing that let to the orgasms?" She said as she continued to type.
Buffy's mouth opened and closed rapidly. She was at a loss for words.
Anya stopped her clicking and looked up at the stunned girl. "Come on. It's all over your face. You have that whole 'My world has been rocked' sheen to you." Off of Buffy's silence, "Fine, if you don't want to share, I understand. But if I were getting the kind of orgasms that you obviously are, I'd tell EVERYONE." The brunette paused for a moment. "What am I saying? I usually do." She shrugged and resumed typing.
"Hi honey." Joyce said as she arrived in the office. Looking at her daughter she added, "You ok, you look a little flushed."
Buffy's eyes shot to Anya, who just gave her a little wink. "I'm fine mom. Just hopped out of the shower and ran over here."
Joyce chuckled, "You ran?" Her daughter running was a sight to behold; it had always reminded her of a duck - toes out and wings flapping.
Buffy ignored that, and continued. "So, when were you planning to announce who's going to L.A.?"
The woman took a seat behind her large desk and looked sharply at Buffy. "No."
"What?" Buffy asked.
"Absolutely not."
"What did I say?" Buffy said with a questioning look.
"It's what you were about to. You were about to ask me to change the bus arrangements again . . . were you not?" Joyce gave her daughter a knowing look, and the girl just nodded guiltily. "Oh Buffy. . ." She said shaking her head. "You have got to learn to be more responsible."
"What?!" Buffy said, snapping to attention. "I am ALWAYS responsible. You know how hard I work in that dance studio putting the shows together."
"I meant with your decision-making sweetie." The older Summers woman sighed. "You can't just keep coming to me to fix a situation to your liking. Whatever happened to change your mind . . . work it out."
"But I thought you liked Spike?" Buffy said quietly.
"I do dear. But that is beside the point. You asked me to treat you like every other staff member. I already broke that by changing the L.A. group once. And I am NOT going to do it again." Buffy slumped down into the chair across from her mom, who took her hands in her own. "It's not like he is going to disappear overnight." Buffy nodded quietly. "You'll be back in the morning."
"I know it's just that-"
"It's all new and exciting and you don't want to miss one second of it?" Joyce said, completing her daughter's sentence. Buffy smiled and quirked an eyebrow at her mom, "What, you think I don't remember what it's like to be 20 years old?" Buffy laughed, but Joyce could see that the girl was still upset. "Look. I'll make you a deal. You work your butt off for the rest of the day and make the best of this little L.A. trip, and I'll switch Spike over to your day off with Willow, Xander, Oz and Cordelia.
At the last name Buffy stuck out her tongue, but couldn't help practically jumping over the desk to hug her mom, thanking her profusely.
"Ok, now get over to that meeting, we have work to do." Buffy ran out of the office. Sure she hadn't convinced her mom to switch the L.A. trip, but she now was going to have FOUR extra days with Spike - without any kids to interrupt them!
Anya watched Buffy leave the room and turned to Joyce, "That must have been one hell of an orgasm."
The two women laughed, "I'll bet," the blonde added.
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Xander, Willow, Oz, Spike, and Buffy exited the meeting room to see the rest of the staff clustered around the Day Off/Cabin Assignment List. Buffy had kept her promise to her mother and told no one what the pieces of paper contained.
"Cover me, I'm goin' in." Xander said before he pushed his way through the crowd.
'"I can't believe they put me on a day off with them!" Cordelia said to Harmony with disgust as she eyed the list. Truthfully, she had requested to be with Xander, but, of course, she could never tell anyone that little fact.
"Well, you get to go on the buses with Angel atleast." Harmony said, trying to calm her friend. She was happy with her day off group of Angel, Darla, Gunn, and Dru, and didn't want Cordelia to cause a stink and have it changed around.
"Yuck. Five hours trapped in a car with Xander Harris all the way to Los Angeles is NOT my idea of a good time."
"You're no picnic either sweetheart," Cordelia turned to see Xander behind her, peering at the list intently. She smacked his arm and dragged Harmony out of the clump.
Buffy saw Xander make his way back to them, big smile plastered across his face.
Rubbing his left arm he whined, "Cordelia hit me really hard! She should be tested for steroids."
Willow looked at Xander impatiently, "So, what's the situation?"
"Okay, not only do we all have the same day off, but you, Miss Summers will be accompanying me to LA tonight to get the kids. Of course Angel and Cordelia will also be in attendance." He added with a grimace.
Spike looked at Buffy, disappointed that he wouldn't get to see her tonight as planned, but smiled at his good luck of getting their day off together. He was a little worried that she would be spending 20 or so hours with the poof - but what could he do?
Buffy saw the troubled look mar Spike's features. She took his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, indicating that he had nothing to worry about.
Understanding the gesture, Spike smiled at her gratefully and lifted her hand to his lips, giving it a quick kiss.
"Now that the important question has been answered . . .what age groups do we each have?" The redhead asked Xander.
"Willow, you have the 13-year olds in Hemory Hills."
She rolled her eyes, "Goody, I get the PMS squad again."
Buffy giggled, "Come on, they're not that bad. Besides, you won't have to move your stuff that far." Willow considered that momentarily and nodded to her friend. The 13 year-olds really were kind of a riot. Sure, they were a hormonal nightmare; but when the campers hit that age they finally start getting interesting - having problems with boys and wanting fashion advice. Not so many problems of the 'homesickness' variety.
"Oz has the 14 year-olds with Gunn. And I have the 11 year-old boys with one of the new guys."
"Buffy, of course, has her girls again." Off of Oz and Spike's blank looks he added, "The 15-year olds in Revello - with Anya." Buffy, smiled at that, she figured she was getting her kids again; and having Anya as a co- counselor might be kind of fun. She was quirky, but that was all part of her charm.
"What about me mate?" Spike asked, full of curiosity. He loved little kids, but really hoped Miss Summers had placed him with an older group. He could have fun with the littluns on the soccer field, but in a one-on-one capacity, he related to older guys much better.
"Well," the brunette responded, placing a hand on Spike's shoulder, squeezing it. "Spike hear has the oldest boys all by himself-" he paused for emphasis, "-in The Crypt."
Buffy and Willow looked at each other with wide eyes. Buffy was shocked that her mom didn't tell her that little bit of info.
Spike looked around with confusion as the other boys looked at him, eyes filled with envy. He saw Gunn and Angel shoot him dirty looks from across the room. "Did I miss something?"
"The Crypt is only the COOLEST cabin on the grounds." Willow explained. "It's all the way in the back of camp, near the trees . . . very secluded . . .and the counselor room is enormous."
"With a private bathroom," Buffy added.
Spike smiled brightly at the girl next to him. The summer was getting better and better by the minute.
Willow continued, "Angel was supposed to get it this summer, as those were his boys last year. I can't believe they gave you his kids AND his room!" Spike chuckled to himself. 'Serves the poof right for goin' after my lady.'
Xander pulled the group closer, "Well, I heard, that Conner, one of his guys from last summer, refused to come back unless Miss Summers promised he wouldn't have Angel as a counselor again."
"Some 16 year-old kid could do that?" Spike said doubtfully.
Buffy shook her head at Spike, "You don't know Conner. He is a big pain in the ass. Giant chip on his shoulder. . ." She sighed, "But his family has been sending kids our way for years; the money alone in enough to make mom pull a few strings."
'Wonderful,' Spike thought, 'I get to deal with a spoiled little shit right off the bat.' His scowl quickly changed to a wide smirk. The kid had the guts to stick it to Angel. Spike liked the boy already. 'I'll be sure to thank him for the nice gig and private pad.'
"So, who's hungry?" Xander asked rubbing his hands together.
"I can't believe it's lunchtime already," Willow said, linking arms with Oz.
"I know," Buffy said following the couple out, with Xander and Spike on each arm, "that meeting just flew by. . ."
Suddenly, the two girls burst out laughing. The meeting had been excruciating. Giles had gone over all of the camp rules again, beating them into their brains repeatedly, using five-dollar words like 'imperative,' 'pivotal,' and 'compulsory,' for emphasis. They had talked about the on-grounds rules - basically that atleast four counselors had to stay on grounds every night to deal with any emergencies that may arise. The On Grounds counselors, or 'OG,' also had to do periodic sweeps around the campus with flashlights to catch the kids trying to sneak out for midnight make-out meetings. They went through medical forms and discussed different medications and the proper way to heal a nosebleed.
After they calmed and resumed walking, Xander spoke up, "But seriously, I'm hungry."
Oz turned around to look at the brunette, "You're always hungry."
The sudden jibe from the usually silent guitarist made Spike, Willow and Buffy start laughing again.
"I resent that." Xander said flexing his muscles. "I need my nourishment. I'm still growing you know."
In all honesty, Xander did have a good body, but his appetite was mind- boggling, so Buffy couldn't help teasing him further. "Out maybe." She said playfully squeezing Xander's side.
"Whatever, Skinny Minnie." He retorted, poking Buffy in the ribs.
Spike chuckled, earning him a slap from the tiny blonde. He scooped her up and threw her over one shoulder in a fireman's carry. "Let's go fatten you up." He squeezed her behind roughly, and ran towards the cafeteria, Buffy screaming and smacking his back the entire way.
And just so you all know - counselor relationships do start that quickly at summer camp. It's really crazy how fast people pair off. Plus I wanted to get the story rollin. Lots is in store for those wacky kids.
The hair goop was supposed to make you go - eewwww! But at the same time, I put it there to illustrate the comfort-level between them. Express just how quickly they developed a certain ease around each other. It was also stuck in because a lot of times people write fanfics where the sex is all hearts and flowers. This was supposed to be raw, real, and yes, messy. Cuz sex and hooking up produces some really funny sounds and situations -and sometimes the best times can be had when you laugh at yourself. Ok, stopping now.
I hope that didn't sound like a lecture - because I really didn't mean it to be. I just really wanted to convey where I was coming from throwing something so yucky in there. Plus, I thought it was such a weird thing to do - that it was shocking yet funny at the same time.
Also, there will be a mention of Willow's telling Spike about Buffy's sexual history. I'm trying to use a lot of foreshadowing here. Hopefully, it's not sticking out too much because I want you to get to a point and say "Oh . . . I remember that!"
FYI - The updates aren't going to be quite as frequent over the next week because my beta is going on vacation. She is going to try to get some done while she's away - so keep your fingers crossed. I have been holding on to a couple of beta'd chapters so there definitely will be some.
Slayerkid - "I mock you with my monkey pants!"
Now on to Chapter 12!
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Buffy quickly twirled her wet hair into a knot and fastened it to her head with a butterfly clip. Examining herself in the mirror she couldn't help but notice the slight glow to her skin. She brought one hand to her cheek, feeling the warmth. 'So, this is what it's supposed to feel like.' She applied a layer of lip-gloss, kissed the mirror, leaving a light pink mark, and ran out of the cabin.
'I have to get to mom before she announces who is going to L.A.' she thought as she jogged over to Turner Hall. 'She'll change it for me - I know it. She can just put it back the way it was before I hastily switched it all around. Her way was better anyway.'
Buffy took the steps of Turner Hall two at a time and ran into the building. She stepped into the business office panting, and only saw the new assistant sitting at her desk.
Anya glanced up at Buffy, and quickly resumed typing. "Was it good?" she asked in an even voice.
"What?" Buffy asked, slightly confused.
"Whatever you were doing that let to the orgasms?" She said as she continued to type.
Buffy's mouth opened and closed rapidly. She was at a loss for words.
Anya stopped her clicking and looked up at the stunned girl. "Come on. It's all over your face. You have that whole 'My world has been rocked' sheen to you." Off of Buffy's silence, "Fine, if you don't want to share, I understand. But if I were getting the kind of orgasms that you obviously are, I'd tell EVERYONE." The brunette paused for a moment. "What am I saying? I usually do." She shrugged and resumed typing.
"Hi honey." Joyce said as she arrived in the office. Looking at her daughter she added, "You ok, you look a little flushed."
Buffy's eyes shot to Anya, who just gave her a little wink. "I'm fine mom. Just hopped out of the shower and ran over here."
Joyce chuckled, "You ran?" Her daughter running was a sight to behold; it had always reminded her of a duck - toes out and wings flapping.
Buffy ignored that, and continued. "So, when were you planning to announce who's going to L.A.?"
The woman took a seat behind her large desk and looked sharply at Buffy. "No."
"What?" Buffy asked.
"Absolutely not."
"What did I say?" Buffy said with a questioning look.
"It's what you were about to. You were about to ask me to change the bus arrangements again . . . were you not?" Joyce gave her daughter a knowing look, and the girl just nodded guiltily. "Oh Buffy. . ." She said shaking her head. "You have got to learn to be more responsible."
"What?!" Buffy said, snapping to attention. "I am ALWAYS responsible. You know how hard I work in that dance studio putting the shows together."
"I meant with your decision-making sweetie." The older Summers woman sighed. "You can't just keep coming to me to fix a situation to your liking. Whatever happened to change your mind . . . work it out."
"But I thought you liked Spike?" Buffy said quietly.
"I do dear. But that is beside the point. You asked me to treat you like every other staff member. I already broke that by changing the L.A. group once. And I am NOT going to do it again." Buffy slumped down into the chair across from her mom, who took her hands in her own. "It's not like he is going to disappear overnight." Buffy nodded quietly. "You'll be back in the morning."
"I know it's just that-"
"It's all new and exciting and you don't want to miss one second of it?" Joyce said, completing her daughter's sentence. Buffy smiled and quirked an eyebrow at her mom, "What, you think I don't remember what it's like to be 20 years old?" Buffy laughed, but Joyce could see that the girl was still upset. "Look. I'll make you a deal. You work your butt off for the rest of the day and make the best of this little L.A. trip, and I'll switch Spike over to your day off with Willow, Xander, Oz and Cordelia.
At the last name Buffy stuck out her tongue, but couldn't help practically jumping over the desk to hug her mom, thanking her profusely.
"Ok, now get over to that meeting, we have work to do." Buffy ran out of the office. Sure she hadn't convinced her mom to switch the L.A. trip, but she now was going to have FOUR extra days with Spike - without any kids to interrupt them!
Anya watched Buffy leave the room and turned to Joyce, "That must have been one hell of an orgasm."
The two women laughed, "I'll bet," the blonde added.
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Xander, Willow, Oz, Spike, and Buffy exited the meeting room to see the rest of the staff clustered around the Day Off/Cabin Assignment List. Buffy had kept her promise to her mother and told no one what the pieces of paper contained.
"Cover me, I'm goin' in." Xander said before he pushed his way through the crowd.
'"I can't believe they put me on a day off with them!" Cordelia said to Harmony with disgust as she eyed the list. Truthfully, she had requested to be with Xander, but, of course, she could never tell anyone that little fact.
"Well, you get to go on the buses with Angel atleast." Harmony said, trying to calm her friend. She was happy with her day off group of Angel, Darla, Gunn, and Dru, and didn't want Cordelia to cause a stink and have it changed around.
"Yuck. Five hours trapped in a car with Xander Harris all the way to Los Angeles is NOT my idea of a good time."
"You're no picnic either sweetheart," Cordelia turned to see Xander behind her, peering at the list intently. She smacked his arm and dragged Harmony out of the clump.
Buffy saw Xander make his way back to them, big smile plastered across his face.
Rubbing his left arm he whined, "Cordelia hit me really hard! She should be tested for steroids."
Willow looked at Xander impatiently, "So, what's the situation?"
"Okay, not only do we all have the same day off, but you, Miss Summers will be accompanying me to LA tonight to get the kids. Of course Angel and Cordelia will also be in attendance." He added with a grimace.
Spike looked at Buffy, disappointed that he wouldn't get to see her tonight as planned, but smiled at his good luck of getting their day off together. He was a little worried that she would be spending 20 or so hours with the poof - but what could he do?
Buffy saw the troubled look mar Spike's features. She took his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, indicating that he had nothing to worry about.
Understanding the gesture, Spike smiled at her gratefully and lifted her hand to his lips, giving it a quick kiss.
"Now that the important question has been answered . . .what age groups do we each have?" The redhead asked Xander.
"Willow, you have the 13-year olds in Hemory Hills."
She rolled her eyes, "Goody, I get the PMS squad again."
Buffy giggled, "Come on, they're not that bad. Besides, you won't have to move your stuff that far." Willow considered that momentarily and nodded to her friend. The 13 year-olds really were kind of a riot. Sure, they were a hormonal nightmare; but when the campers hit that age they finally start getting interesting - having problems with boys and wanting fashion advice. Not so many problems of the 'homesickness' variety.
"Oz has the 14 year-olds with Gunn. And I have the 11 year-old boys with one of the new guys."
"Buffy, of course, has her girls again." Off of Oz and Spike's blank looks he added, "The 15-year olds in Revello - with Anya." Buffy, smiled at that, she figured she was getting her kids again; and having Anya as a co- counselor might be kind of fun. She was quirky, but that was all part of her charm.
"What about me mate?" Spike asked, full of curiosity. He loved little kids, but really hoped Miss Summers had placed him with an older group. He could have fun with the littluns on the soccer field, but in a one-on-one capacity, he related to older guys much better.
"Well," the brunette responded, placing a hand on Spike's shoulder, squeezing it. "Spike hear has the oldest boys all by himself-" he paused for emphasis, "-in The Crypt."
Buffy and Willow looked at each other with wide eyes. Buffy was shocked that her mom didn't tell her that little bit of info.
Spike looked around with confusion as the other boys looked at him, eyes filled with envy. He saw Gunn and Angel shoot him dirty looks from across the room. "Did I miss something?"
"The Crypt is only the COOLEST cabin on the grounds." Willow explained. "It's all the way in the back of camp, near the trees . . . very secluded . . .and the counselor room is enormous."
"With a private bathroom," Buffy added.
Spike smiled brightly at the girl next to him. The summer was getting better and better by the minute.
Willow continued, "Angel was supposed to get it this summer, as those were his boys last year. I can't believe they gave you his kids AND his room!" Spike chuckled to himself. 'Serves the poof right for goin' after my lady.'
Xander pulled the group closer, "Well, I heard, that Conner, one of his guys from last summer, refused to come back unless Miss Summers promised he wouldn't have Angel as a counselor again."
"Some 16 year-old kid could do that?" Spike said doubtfully.
Buffy shook her head at Spike, "You don't know Conner. He is a big pain in the ass. Giant chip on his shoulder. . ." She sighed, "But his family has been sending kids our way for years; the money alone in enough to make mom pull a few strings."
'Wonderful,' Spike thought, 'I get to deal with a spoiled little shit right off the bat.' His scowl quickly changed to a wide smirk. The kid had the guts to stick it to Angel. Spike liked the boy already. 'I'll be sure to thank him for the nice gig and private pad.'
"So, who's hungry?" Xander asked rubbing his hands together.
"I can't believe it's lunchtime already," Willow said, linking arms with Oz.
"I know," Buffy said following the couple out, with Xander and Spike on each arm, "that meeting just flew by. . ."
Suddenly, the two girls burst out laughing. The meeting had been excruciating. Giles had gone over all of the camp rules again, beating them into their brains repeatedly, using five-dollar words like 'imperative,' 'pivotal,' and 'compulsory,' for emphasis. They had talked about the on-grounds rules - basically that atleast four counselors had to stay on grounds every night to deal with any emergencies that may arise. The On Grounds counselors, or 'OG,' also had to do periodic sweeps around the campus with flashlights to catch the kids trying to sneak out for midnight make-out meetings. They went through medical forms and discussed different medications and the proper way to heal a nosebleed.
After they calmed and resumed walking, Xander spoke up, "But seriously, I'm hungry."
Oz turned around to look at the brunette, "You're always hungry."
The sudden jibe from the usually silent guitarist made Spike, Willow and Buffy start laughing again.
"I resent that." Xander said flexing his muscles. "I need my nourishment. I'm still growing you know."
In all honesty, Xander did have a good body, but his appetite was mind- boggling, so Buffy couldn't help teasing him further. "Out maybe." She said playfully squeezing Xander's side.
"Whatever, Skinny Minnie." He retorted, poking Buffy in the ribs.
Spike chuckled, earning him a slap from the tiny blonde. He scooped her up and threw her over one shoulder in a fireman's carry. "Let's go fatten you up." He squeezed her behind roughly, and ran towards the cafeteria, Buffy screaming and smacking his back the entire way.
