DISCALIMER: I own only my idea's, creativity and the characters I make up
Buffy Summers didn't know what to do. She was cornered she began to panic. The day had started out like a normal one, she'd gotten up, gone to school, met her friends and went to History. What she hadn't been prepared for was a surprise test, so she was panicking. The first questions had been easy, but as she went along the questions began to get harder. She looked closely at the question which had her stumped, 'In which year was Leonardo Da Vinci born', she knew she should know the answer she remembered the teacher droning on about it, but she also remembered what she'd been thinking about that day, Angel. When she thought about him it was like everything else in the world ceased to exist, it was like she was walking through think, thick, endless fog and the only thing she could see was him. And that was a problem because when she thought about Angel she couldn't think about anything else, she was always distracted, during class, during patrol even at the Bronze she was always looking over her shoulder hoping to catch a glimpse of his black duster or brooding frown. He brought her news of danger, she knew when she saw him she should be worried about her life, but whenever she saw him she wanted him in her life.
'Miss Summers?' Buffy looked up, her teacher was standing there with her hand out to collect buffy's test paper, Buffy glanced at her paper before the teacher took it, she'd completed a total of 7 questions out of 20 and she didn't even know if they were correct, great she thought another reason for my mom to me sooo proud.
Buffy collected her books and started putting them in her bag, she felt a prinking sensation on the back of her neck like someone was staring at her she turned her head around towards the window.
A young man was standing outside the window, too far for buffy to see his eyes but she knew he was looking at her, he looked confused and lost he beaconed to her.
Or at least she thought he had, she wasn't sure were her eyes playing tricks on her, students we're now outside eating lunch walking around, she could still see the man but only just she lent down to grab her bag and looked up again. He was gone, just like that, just like he'd never been there. 'Buffy?' she turned her head around towards the door to see Willow looking curiously at her 'What are you doing?' willow asked her.
'Oh just…thinking' she replied vaguely
Willow frowned at her 'You look spaced out' she said to Buffy concerned
'Im fine, worry much?' Buffy said with a laugh and walked towards Willow at the door.
Willow took lead and buffy followed assuming they were going to the cafeteria, she was wrong, Willow walked right past it.
'Where are we going?' she asked willow.
'Bat Call, Giles wants us all in the library' said willow apologetically.
'There goes my free night' Buffy grumbled knowing that the chance it wasn't some big Hell Mouth problem was thin.
