Well, you all asked for it, so here it is!;)

Disclaimer:I KNOW AND REALLY DON'T CARE THAT I OWN NONE OF THIS!!! I MIGHT GET TO SEE JAMES MARSTERS IN PERSON!!!!!!! NO LIE!!!!!!!! I ALSO JUST GOT OVER A BAD CASE OF STOMACH FLU, BUT LETS NOT GET INTO THAT!!!!!! *men in white coats come in and start dragging her away* HIYA GUYS!!!! IS IT TIME FOR ANOTHER GAME OF HIDE-AND-SEEK IN THE BIG  WHITE ROOM????????!!!!!??????

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"Hi, I'm William, what's your name?"

Buffy just stared.  That's it, I'm going crazy

"B-buffy," she stuttered.

"Wait, Buffy Summers?" William asked.

"Y-yup, that's me," said Buffy, "How did you know?"

"Oh, nothing, I just, you know, uh, hear things," William said. "Anyway, where were you rushing off too before I did my famous roadblock imitation?"

"What?" Buffy asked, "Oh, I was just, um, trying to find my way to class."

"I can help you with that," William offered, "What class do you have?"

"Sociology 101" said Buffy.

" Hey, I teach that!" William exclaimed, "We can walk together."

"Okay," Buffy said.

All through class, Buffy could barely concentrate.  Actually, she couldn't concentrate whatsoever.  Her mind happened to be on a certain blond fantasy who was, at that moment, trying to get people to pay attention.  Gods, even when I'm sane I'm attracted to him? Buffy wondered Now that's just not fair.

After what seemed like months, class ended.  Buffy practically jumped out of her seat and ran for the door.  William caught up with her, as she knew he would. 

"Hey, hold up," William called, panting "I want to talk to you."

"About what?" Buffy asked.

"It's complicated," William responded, "Walk with me?"

"Sure," Buffy said, curious.

William and Buffy walked across the sunny campus.  They came to a bench and sat down.

"You may need to sit down for this," William said, playing with his duster.

"Uh, William?" Buffy asked.

"Yeah?" he responded hurridly.

"I already am."

"Oh, right um………" he paused for a few seconds, then minuets.

"William?  You still with us?" Buffy said, waving her hand in front of his face.

"What? Oh, yeah," William said, still fidgeting with his duster.  They sat there for a couple more minuets. 

Finally, he said, "Look, Buffy, there's no easy way to tell you this but, um,  there's really no other way to put it………..monstersarereal," he blurted out.

"Come again?" she said.

He took a deep breath. "Monsters are real." William said, "Demons, werewolves, vampires, they're all real.  Most of them are evil and must be stopped.  That's where you come in.  You're what they call a Salyer.  Well, THE Slayer, actually.  You have been chosen to battle against these creatures and protect the world as we know it.  I'm what's called a Watcher.  Basically, I train you.  Now, I know this all may be a little hard to process at first, but give it time and you'll find.........Buffy? Buffy, are you listening?"

But how could she be?  For at that very moment, she was flopped over the bench in a dead faint.

A/N: Did you like?  This time I'm setting a goal.  I need at least eight more reviews before I post again.  Sorry, scratch the review I posted.  I actually got this idea from my mom!  Who knew?  Must go.  It's like, midnight and I have to get up early! GROAN!!!!!!

toodles!;)