"Oz, man." Devon the lead singer of the newly re-instated band, Dingoes Ate My Baby, leaned over to his bass man, Oz. They were just finishing up their first set, when Devon called Oz over.
"Who is that girl?"
Oz looked out over the dancing teenagers and twenty-something, and found the girl Devon meant. She had just walked in and she was really good looking. The girl was petite, maybe the same height as Oz, with blonde hair, streaked with blonde and red hews. The rich hair reached just below her shoulders. She was pretty built, very skinny, but amazingly it worked. She was dressed in a short black skirt that was flared and barley reached mid-thigh. Her shirt was more of a black corset with spaghetti straps. The girl had a few accessories, like knee length black boots, bracelets and a few necklaces.
"Not bad." Oz shrugged off his guitar and followed Devon off stage.
"Not bad? She's out of this world. Dude, 'cuse me while I go and check her out." Oz grinned as Devon headed off.
Buffy felt amazing. She had told her hairdresser to do what ever she wanted, and Buffy loved it. Bella, Buffy's hairdresser had streaked and trimmed her hair. And suggested a new look. When Dawn had gone to live with their dad, he had given Buffy enough money to pay all debts, bills for the next six years and a new spending account for Buffy. Buffy had spent a lot of money on a whole new wardrobe, which was a combination of her old look and a new look.
As Buffy walked into the bronze that night, she could feel eyes being drawn her, and that made her feel even better. But what made Buffy feel even much better was the fact that, Devon, the lead singer of the Dingoes, was walking towards her. Buffy had always liked Devon, and over the years they had become better friends, then in high school.
"Hey, Devon." Buffy smiled as his face went wide.
"Buffy?"
She twirled around for him. "What do you think?"
"I'm gonna go for wow."
"Thanks."
"Oz is gonna flip, come on." Devon grabbed Buffy's hand and pulled her over to the stage.
Oz, man. You know that girl I pointed out?" Devon came over with Buffy to where Oz what crouching fixing a wire.
"Yeah." Oz stood up as he heard Devon's voice. His mouth dropped open as eyes scanned the figure bottom up and came to rest on the sparkling green eyes he knew. "Buffy?"
"Hey Oz." Buffy smiled, twirling once more. "What do you think? Devon seems to like it."
"Uh, you look...great."
"Thanks."
"You do this, this afternoon?"
"Yup."
"Does anyone else know?"
"Nah, figure they wouldn't notice anyway."
"Kay, if they're blind." Devon was still ogling her.
"Devon!" Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Hey guys, next set!" Zack called to Oz and Devon from the drum set.
"Wait here, kay?" Oz picked up his guitar and hurried up the stairs. Buffy just smiled, she didn't even notice the built, green eyed, brown haired guy watching her from the balcony with a smile on his face.