Chapter 3
Thoughts are in italics.
~ Buffy stood in the middle of the main cemetery in Sunnydale- one of the places that she has spent the most time in since moving here in high school. It's kind of sad that a girl should spend so much of her time among dead people, headstones, and evil.
She sighed outloud. It was no use feeling sorry for herself now. Just because she didn't get to be the normal girl who dated football players or musicians, had a date to prom that could be in the sunlight, and who had no idea what really goes bump in the night. Oh well, that just wasn't my fate, and there's nothing I can do about it. Besides, not every girl gets to battle the forces of darkness every night, or even date them. Thinking about this last thing made Buffy remember why she was here, in the middle of the cemetery in the rain. She had felt a sudden need to be here. Usually this meant that there was some great evil to fight, but so far she hadn't even seen a single vampire. The only other thing that this usually meant.
Buffy shrugged off the whole idea. Angel was in L.A., living his own life, away and separate from her. He certainly couldn't be in the cemetery in Sunnydale, right?
She hung around for another hour, and then decided to call it a night. She picked up her coat and put the stake she was carrying back into her pocket. She headed out of the cemetery and towards the college. She still felt a little uneasy, even though there had been no signs of any demonic business all night.
The rain was finally starting to subside. It had rained solidly for three days, which was very unusual for sunny southern California. Why else would they name the town "Sunnydale", Buffy thought, though maybe they should reconsider the fact that it's on the hellmouth. Though "Hellmouth-dale" just isn't quite as catchy.
As she walked towards the college, the feeling in the pit of her stomach only seemed to grow stronger. Buffy was sure there was something about to happen, after all, her slayer sense had never let her down before. All of the sudden her senses went on high alert. Something was definitely around her, and seemed as if whatever it was was following her.
She stopped suddenly and turned around, expecting to see someone or something there, but there was nothing, nobody. She scanned the darkness around her looking for something, anything, but she couldn't see a thing. She shrugged. Maybe I'm being overly paranoid or something. She turned back around and continued walking to the college, and the dorm that she and Willow shared.
~ Buffy stood in the middle of the main cemetery in Sunnydale- one of the places that she has spent the most time in since moving here in high school. It's kind of sad that a girl should spend so much of her time among dead people, headstones, and evil.
She sighed outloud. It was no use feeling sorry for herself now. Just because she didn't get to be the normal girl who dated football players or musicians, had a date to prom that could be in the sunlight, and who had no idea what really goes bump in the night. Oh well, that just wasn't my fate, and there's nothing I can do about it. Besides, not every girl gets to battle the forces of darkness every night, or even date them. Thinking about this last thing made Buffy remember why she was here, in the middle of the cemetery in the rain. She had felt a sudden need to be here. Usually this meant that there was some great evil to fight, but so far she hadn't even seen a single vampire. The only other thing that this usually meant.
Buffy shrugged off the whole idea. Angel was in L.A., living his own life, away and separate from her. He certainly couldn't be in the cemetery in Sunnydale, right?
She hung around for another hour, and then decided to call it a night. She picked up her coat and put the stake she was carrying back into her pocket. She headed out of the cemetery and towards the college. She still felt a little uneasy, even though there had been no signs of any demonic business all night.
The rain was finally starting to subside. It had rained solidly for three days, which was very unusual for sunny southern California. Why else would they name the town "Sunnydale", Buffy thought, though maybe they should reconsider the fact that it's on the hellmouth. Though "Hellmouth-dale" just isn't quite as catchy.
As she walked towards the college, the feeling in the pit of her stomach only seemed to grow stronger. Buffy was sure there was something about to happen, after all, her slayer sense had never let her down before. All of the sudden her senses went on high alert. Something was definitely around her, and seemed as if whatever it was was following her.
She stopped suddenly and turned around, expecting to see someone or something there, but there was nothing, nobody. She scanned the darkness around her looking for something, anything, but she couldn't see a thing. She shrugged. Maybe I'm being overly paranoid or something. She turned back around and continued walking to the college, and the dorm that she and Willow shared.