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write more, I got 2 reviews in the past week. I f I don't get many reviews
soon, I don't think I'll continue, this may as well be my final chapter
seeing as no one reads this stuff, I don't blame them, but people that do,
please review.
Buffy opened her eyes to the blinding sunlight hitting her in the face, streaming in from her bedroom window, she lay awake for a
moment, with flashes of how Drusilla threw her over a mausoleum the previous night, her back, and other parts of her body had started
to hurt. She wishes that she could have clicked her fingers and make the pain go away.magically. It was Saturday morning, she
was bored and usually, she would call the gang and they would go hang out t the movies or something, but she couldn't face them after
what happened the previous night, she wished she never told them and that they never saw her in action, she was scared for them, what if
Drusilla saw them, 'friends of the slayer?' she would say. Who knows what she could have done, she had basically beat Buffy down in the
first few minutes of their pain staking fight.
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Buffy, that day had decided to clean her, disgustingly messy room, in the process of cleaning out her closet, she found, old
sandwiches, which had gone green, socks, an old juice popper which leaked all over her new leather pants, "I'm sorry momma, I never
meant to hurt you, I never meant to make u cry but tonight I'm cleaning out my closet." Buffy hummed along to the sound of the radio,
"I should make my own version of this! I'm sorry momma, never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you nag, but right now,
I'm cleaning out my closet." She continued, "sounds good." She finished, Buffy looked over, to her dresser, she walked over and
began to clean up, she decided it needed a good dust, she started picking up photo frames, and throwing the on her bed, she
picked one up of her, her mother and their used-to-be dog, another one of Andrew, Willow, Anya, and her when they where in the
first grade. She swiped over it, things flashing back into her mind about what happened last night, and the fact that, today, her friends
where going to see pirates of the Caribbean, with the oh-so-cute Orlando Bloom in it, and she couldn't go. She sighed and picked up the
next picture, a picture of her and Spike at the beach, he had his arm around her shoulder, she was smiling with her pearly whites, and he
had his special 'here I am, deal with it.' Smirk on. Buffy was silent for a minute, "Buffy." Joyce's voice streamed from the doorway,
"Yeah?" Buffy asked, "Phone, I've been calling you for about 10 minutes." Joyce said looking worried, "Cleaning my room, concentrating on
grubby stuff." Buffy said as she took the phone from her mother's hands, "Buffy? Hey, we're all going to see pirates of the Caribbean, do
you want to come? What sort of question is that, I mean duh, Orlando Bloom is in it, of course you want to come." Tara's voice said
through the phone, "Yeah sure, I'll come, no way I'm going to miss out on Orlando bloom and Jonnie Depp, Orlando is hot, and Jonnie is
spunky. I'll be there." Buffy said enthused that her friends where still.well.her friends after what happened yesterday. "Ok then, we are all
meeting at Redding cinemas at 1:30, be there. So any way what's up with you today, have you been doing anything?" Tara asked through the phone, Buffy knew she was really
asking whether or not she was training or killing vampires, "Oh, nothing much, just cleaning my room, and no Tara, I would not
have been killing vampires, they don't come out in sunlight." Buffy answered with a giggle, "Oh, really? Why not?" Tara asked again,
"Because the sun burns them inside out and makes them a big pile of dust." Buffy replied, "Like when you put the stake in them?" Tara
asked even more curious, "Yep! Tara, do you actually believe me?" Buffy asked, "Well I have to admit, we all thought you went off your
rocker the other day when you blurted your destiny or whatever out, but now that we've all witnessed it we kind of have to believe it, have
you tried pinching yourself, make sure you're not sleeping?" Tara said, Buffy laughed, he had always loved Tara's optimism and out of all her
friends, before Buffy found out about being a slayer, the supernatural stuff had amazed and fascinated Tara. "Yeah, trust me; I've been
pinching myself for the past 2 months." Buff said as she looked through her closet for something to wear. "Ok well, the movie starts
at 2:15, but we are meeting earlier so we can buy the tickets and go have lunch first, be there. Bye Buffy!" Tara said and hung up the
phone. "Wow, that's weird, I haven't heard from Giles yet, he should have my 'results' or whatever." Buffy muttered to her self. I better
go check on him. She put on a pair of jeans, a red singlet top, and put her hair up in a ponytail, grabbed her jacket and walked out of
the house, giving her mom a kiss on the cheek. She went to Giles' apartment, knocked on the door, after waiting for ten minutes,
continuously knocking, she kicked open the door, to find a deserted apartment. "Giles? Are you here? Is this like on of those movies
where a teen is looking for someone, they can't find them, and then when they open one of the rooms, they see two extremely old
people having wild sex?" Buffy's cries went unheard, "Damn it Giles, where could a dork like you be, I mean it's not like you have a life!
You're always in here reading crappy books about demons and stuff, where the hell are you?" still no one. "Oh no! FUCK! I completely
forgot, when I knocked Drusilla out, I didn't lock her in the cage, Giles probably tried to! What if she did something to him!" Buffy ran out the door, leaving it open.
Buffy opened her eyes to the blinding sunlight hitting her in the face, streaming in from her bedroom window, she lay awake for a
moment, with flashes of how Drusilla threw her over a mausoleum the previous night, her back, and other parts of her body had started
to hurt. She wishes that she could have clicked her fingers and make the pain go away.magically. It was Saturday morning, she
was bored and usually, she would call the gang and they would go hang out t the movies or something, but she couldn't face them after
what happened the previous night, she wished she never told them and that they never saw her in action, she was scared for them, what if
Drusilla saw them, 'friends of the slayer?' she would say. Who knows what she could have done, she had basically beat Buffy down in the
first few minutes of their pain staking fight.
*************************************
Buffy, that day had decided to clean her, disgustingly messy room, in the process of cleaning out her closet, she found, old
sandwiches, which had gone green, socks, an old juice popper which leaked all over her new leather pants, "I'm sorry momma, I never
meant to hurt you, I never meant to make u cry but tonight I'm cleaning out my closet." Buffy hummed along to the sound of the radio,
"I should make my own version of this! I'm sorry momma, never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you nag, but right now,
I'm cleaning out my closet." She continued, "sounds good." She finished, Buffy looked over, to her dresser, she walked over and
began to clean up, she decided it needed a good dust, she started picking up photo frames, and throwing the on her bed, she
picked one up of her, her mother and their used-to-be dog, another one of Andrew, Willow, Anya, and her when they where in the
first grade. She swiped over it, things flashing back into her mind about what happened last night, and the fact that, today, her friends
where going to see pirates of the Caribbean, with the oh-so-cute Orlando Bloom in it, and she couldn't go. She sighed and picked up the
next picture, a picture of her and Spike at the beach, he had his arm around her shoulder, she was smiling with her pearly whites, and he
had his special 'here I am, deal with it.' Smirk on. Buffy was silent for a minute, "Buffy." Joyce's voice streamed from the doorway,
"Yeah?" Buffy asked, "Phone, I've been calling you for about 10 minutes." Joyce said looking worried, "Cleaning my room, concentrating on
grubby stuff." Buffy said as she took the phone from her mother's hands, "Buffy? Hey, we're all going to see pirates of the Caribbean, do
you want to come? What sort of question is that, I mean duh, Orlando Bloom is in it, of course you want to come." Tara's voice said
through the phone, "Yeah sure, I'll come, no way I'm going to miss out on Orlando bloom and Jonnie Depp, Orlando is hot, and Jonnie is
spunky. I'll be there." Buffy said enthused that her friends where still.well.her friends after what happened yesterday. "Ok then, we are all
meeting at Redding cinemas at 1:30, be there. So any way what's up with you today, have you been doing anything?" Tara asked through the phone, Buffy knew she was really
asking whether or not she was training or killing vampires, "Oh, nothing much, just cleaning my room, and no Tara, I would not
have been killing vampires, they don't come out in sunlight." Buffy answered with a giggle, "Oh, really? Why not?" Tara asked again,
"Because the sun burns them inside out and makes them a big pile of dust." Buffy replied, "Like when you put the stake in them?" Tara
asked even more curious, "Yep! Tara, do you actually believe me?" Buffy asked, "Well I have to admit, we all thought you went off your
rocker the other day when you blurted your destiny or whatever out, but now that we've all witnessed it we kind of have to believe it, have
you tried pinching yourself, make sure you're not sleeping?" Tara said, Buffy laughed, he had always loved Tara's optimism and out of all her
friends, before Buffy found out about being a slayer, the supernatural stuff had amazed and fascinated Tara. "Yeah, trust me; I've been
pinching myself for the past 2 months." Buff said as she looked through her closet for something to wear. "Ok well, the movie starts
at 2:15, but we are meeting earlier so we can buy the tickets and go have lunch first, be there. Bye Buffy!" Tara said and hung up the
phone. "Wow, that's weird, I haven't heard from Giles yet, he should have my 'results' or whatever." Buffy muttered to her self. I better
go check on him. She put on a pair of jeans, a red singlet top, and put her hair up in a ponytail, grabbed her jacket and walked out of
the house, giving her mom a kiss on the cheek. She went to Giles' apartment, knocked on the door, after waiting for ten minutes,
continuously knocking, she kicked open the door, to find a deserted apartment. "Giles? Are you here? Is this like on of those movies
where a teen is looking for someone, they can't find them, and then when they open one of the rooms, they see two extremely old
people having wild sex?" Buffy's cries went unheard, "Damn it Giles, where could a dork like you be, I mean it's not like you have a life!
You're always in here reading crappy books about demons and stuff, where the hell are you?" still no one. "Oh no! FUCK! I completely
forgot, when I knocked Drusilla out, I didn't lock her in the cage, Giles probably tried to! What if she did something to him!" Buffy ran out the door, leaving it open.