Summary: An au btvs story about Dawn only she's not Buffy's full sister
she's Buffy's half sister from Hank's relationship with a computer
programmer in Texas. Dawn's mom has died leaving her with Hank who can't
take care of her so he sent Dawn to Buffy. This is set when Angel lost his
soul. Dawn is still the key only all that hasn't happened yet. Dawn was not
made though the key was put into her when the monks thought it was time. Ok
I think that's it.
Dawn: She's 16 and her real mother, Rachel, died 3 months ago. She is outgoing and speaks her mind when she feels like it. She has a best friend Jonas back in Texas. She doesn't know that she is the key yet. And everybody knows what she looks like.
Author's note: so was the summary confusing enough? Please write reviews and tell me how to make this better!! OK enough talking and on to the story (yea, it's about time huh).
Dawn's POV (I might do her POV all story but I dunno)
I look in the mirror studying myself. Perfect. Straight brown hair left down, eyes lightly traced by black with full dark lashes, shiny sparkly lip gloss (I love this stuff), two small silver hoops in each ear and moving down, spaghetti strap white stretchy tank top paired with boot cut faded jeans that clung perfectly to all of my curves showing an expanse of tan stomach (it really wasn't much just a couple of inches) I also had on my black canvas high tops. In all I looked hot. With a smile on my face I went downstairs, time to face the firing squad.
"Dawn where are you going?" no! I was almost free, my hand was on the door knob.
"The Gold or something I think," I told her with the best innocent face that I could make not mentioning that a guy from school invited me to hear his band.
"You mean The Bronze?" she asked not waiting for an answer from my direction before continuing, "You can't go to The Bronze without one of us along and where you thinking of leaving without telling me you know how. . ." I kinda blocked out her droning at that point. ". . .and what do you think you're wearing?" I tuned back in when I heard that, I happen to like what I'm wearing. It's also what everyone else wears and I told her that and that I didn't see a problem with it and then she started in on another lecture. I swear Buffy can find something wrong with everything that I do. If I got a 100 in Geometry (which isn't going to happen) she would get on me about why I didn't get a 110. Waita second what was she sayin'? ". . .but if someone goes with you then you can go as long as you are back by eleven." YES! I do my little happy dance yes yes yes yes . I look around the room at everyone, they must have been having a meeting or something. Hmm so who would go? Wait back to the meeting thing, why wasn't I invited? Oh wait who cares I get to go to The Bronze I thought doing another little happy dance. Ok so back to the question, who would go with me. I look around the room with my puppy dog face.
Another author's note: sorry for the short chapter but I hope that you like it : ) I also found some really cool manips of dawn with spike, dawn with angel, and dawn with oliver wood ( harry potter) oliver's such a hottie. So here's the link
Dawn: She's 16 and her real mother, Rachel, died 3 months ago. She is outgoing and speaks her mind when she feels like it. She has a best friend Jonas back in Texas. She doesn't know that she is the key yet. And everybody knows what she looks like.
Author's note: so was the summary confusing enough? Please write reviews and tell me how to make this better!! OK enough talking and on to the story (yea, it's about time huh).
Dawn's POV (I might do her POV all story but I dunno)
I look in the mirror studying myself. Perfect. Straight brown hair left down, eyes lightly traced by black with full dark lashes, shiny sparkly lip gloss (I love this stuff), two small silver hoops in each ear and moving down, spaghetti strap white stretchy tank top paired with boot cut faded jeans that clung perfectly to all of my curves showing an expanse of tan stomach (it really wasn't much just a couple of inches) I also had on my black canvas high tops. In all I looked hot. With a smile on my face I went downstairs, time to face the firing squad.
"Dawn where are you going?" no! I was almost free, my hand was on the door knob.
"The Gold or something I think," I told her with the best innocent face that I could make not mentioning that a guy from school invited me to hear his band.
"You mean The Bronze?" she asked not waiting for an answer from my direction before continuing, "You can't go to The Bronze without one of us along and where you thinking of leaving without telling me you know how. . ." I kinda blocked out her droning at that point. ". . .and what do you think you're wearing?" I tuned back in when I heard that, I happen to like what I'm wearing. It's also what everyone else wears and I told her that and that I didn't see a problem with it and then she started in on another lecture. I swear Buffy can find something wrong with everything that I do. If I got a 100 in Geometry (which isn't going to happen) she would get on me about why I didn't get a 110. Waita second what was she sayin'? ". . .but if someone goes with you then you can go as long as you are back by eleven." YES! I do my little happy dance yes yes yes yes . I look around the room at everyone, they must have been having a meeting or something. Hmm so who would go? Wait back to the meeting thing, why wasn't I invited? Oh wait who cares I get to go to The Bronze I thought doing another little happy dance. Ok so back to the question, who would go with me. I look around the room with my puppy dog face.
Another author's note: sorry for the short chapter but I hope that you like it : ) I also found some really cool manips of dawn with spike, dawn with angel, and dawn with oliver wood ( harry potter) oliver's such a hottie. So here's the link