Authors note: Thanks guys you've all been great! You don't understand how
much it means to me when you leave reviews!! Yay!! Hehe makes me happy.
Anyways im starting to struggle again but I liked the idea of Angel and
funnily enough was thinking of bringing him into it a bit later on in the
story.So be prepared!! I hope you like this chap, personally I think it's a
bit weak but I cant work out why. Hmmm
Here goes.
Chap 17
And so we sat, for what seemed like eternity, him holding my hand warmly, his thumb rubbing soft circles on the top of my hand, while I just stare innocently into his deep blue eyes.
"Hey guys." Dawn breezes in and instantly I feel the loss of his touch.
"Hi Nibblet." He smiles and rises from his chair as if nothing has happened.
"Hey Dawnie, how was school?" I smile, forcing the disappointment off my face.
"You know, school" she shrugs, dropping her rucksack beside the kitchen table and walking over to get a drink.
"What you been doing with yourself?" She turns to face me, a glass of water held in her hand.
"Not a lot, this and that." I smile in response as I remember the "Whale" incident.
"Buffy" A call comes from the hallway and instantly I'm on my feet and heading towards Spike.
"Mail for you." He smiles and hands it to me; our fingers touching for a brief moment that I wish could last longer.
I frown, looking at the plain white envelope with my name and address handwritten on the front.
"It must have slipped under the rug or something" he continues, opening some junk mail for himself and wandering into the lounge.
I open the crisp envelope and take out the clean white letter from inside and start to read.
Dear Miss Elizabeth Summers,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been successful in your job interview the other week and we would like to offer you a job as Nursery assistant at Summersdown Nursery. We would like you to start your job on the 26th of November 2003, at 8 o'clock in the morning where we will presently look over your hours and pay rate, as well as showing you the ropes.
If there is a problem, please contact me as soon as possible.
Yours Sincerely.
Mrs Pinkle.
I stared at the letter in shock.
Today was the 25th of November. That means I start work tomorrow.
Let me re-phrase that.
I start WORK tomorrow.
"What is it?" Dawn looks up concerned and I know why. She dreads it when the bills come as much as I do.
"I got the job" I mutter slowly.
"Really?" Dawn asks, tilting her head so she can read the letter that is held in my hand.
"Yea, I start tomorrow." I look up and find blue eyes staring at me.
He finishes munching his mouthful of cornflakes (why he is eating breakfast at this time of the afternoon completely baffles me) and points at his ear while muttering between chews "Vampire hearing."
He swallows and beams at me.
"Well done luv." His hand reaches out and touches my shoulder and instantly I want to be praised more.
"What are you going to wear?" Dawn began to babble beside me as she began to tell me how horrible it will be to work with toddlers etc but I am not listening, I'm too busy watching the retreating behind of Spike.
******
It is the morning of the 26th of November and I am nervous. I am dressed casually but smart in black trousers and a blue v-neck top, my hair tied loosely back in a ponytail.
I continue my daily routine, telling myself that I am not getting ready for a new job because it makes my stomach do little back flips every time I think of the word New and Job in the same sentence.
Spike comes bustling in, dressed and up at 7 in the morning. Now why is he up so early?
Half an hour passes and I am ready to leave the house, I call a goodbye to Dawn and bump into Spike at the front door.
"Have you drunk your coffee?"
"Yes."
"Eaten your toast?"
"Yes!"
"Been to the toilet, now you know pet that you just don't want to get caught short cause that could be just - "
"SPIKE!" I turn and silence him with a glare.
"Ok, Ok!" He holds up his hands in front of his chest in defence and steps away from the front door.
"Quit asking me stupid questions!!" I say as I disappear up stairs, having forgotten to go to the ladies room. What would I do without him?
******
"Miss Summers" Mrs Pinkle holds her hand out to me and warmly I take it, adding a smile even though I am so nervous I think I am about to explode.
"Follow me."
I take a seat at her desk and she explains to me the rules and regulations etc and finally comes to the discussion of pay.
"You will be paid an annual sum of $ 14,000 and you be allowed 4 weeks holiday pay."
As soon as I hear the words $14000, I nearly collapse. How much did she say? Bloody hell as Spike would say.
"Obviously you will be needed 5 days a week from 8 o'clock in the morning till 2 o'clock in the afternoon. The children will leave at approximately 1 o'clock. Now do you have any questions before I take you around?"
"No Mrs Pinkle, that's great and Thanks for giving me this opportunity."
"Oh please, call me Wendy." She smiles again and all ready I'm glad I took the job.
******
An hour passes and I have been shown around the building, shown various procedures and finally taken to see Karly, who I will be working with.
"Children!" Her voice is loud but at the same time sweet and innocent as she calls out to the room, instantly toddlers becoming aware they were being called to.
"This is Buffy, she's come to play with you all!" She smiles at me and instantly I turn towards the herd of toddlers that have started to crawl and amble slowly towards me.
"Buffy." One little boy stood at my feet calls up to me in a sing song voice.
"Hey." I smile, crouching down onto my knees so I can see him better.
"I'm Adam" He smiles and points at his chest.
"Hey there Adam." I smile back, instantly feeling a bond forming between the two of us.
"Here." He holds out a smooshed up blue crayon, a true sign of a developing friendship.
"For me?" I take the crayon gently from his hand.
He nods slightly, putting his hands behind his back and tipping his head to the left slightly.
"Thank you." I smile, ruffling his hair with my hand.
"Can we play hide and seek now?" His hand reaches out and grasps mine.
So cute.
"Yes, I'll count to 10 and you can hide."
And so the day continues with Adam and the gang. There are 10 children altogether all ranging from the age of 2 to 4 and you know when I said handling toddlers couldn't be hard? Think again!!
I arrive home exhausted and ready to sleep. Spike greets me warmly with a cup of coffee and some biscuits.
"I'll patrol tonight Slayer, you get some rest."
I start to protest but he silences me with a stern glance and he is out of the door before I can say anything else.
I sit down on the sofa and close my eyes for just a minute. But I have the strangest dream.
I am lying curled up on the sofa, my head rested on the arm, my body scrunched up in a foetus position. I hear the sound of a door closing and footsteps echoing down the hallway. The lounge door opens and I feel a presence in the room but I won't open my eyes and look. I wait to be surprised.
Warm hands touch my skin, leaving trails of fire as they travel up my arms. A faint kiss is pressed against my lips and I'm eager for more; I know it's him. Hands scoop me up like a feather off the sofa and carry me effortlessly to my room, whispering words of comfort and sleep soothing words. I snuggle closer to the warm chest and protest when it leaves me, when I feel the warm bed beneath me and nothing else.
I wake from this dream breathless and uncertain.
I look around the room and could have sworn I fell asleep on the sofa.
Then why am I staring at Mr Gordo on the chair in my room, snuggled under my quilt?
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Here goes.
Chap 17
And so we sat, for what seemed like eternity, him holding my hand warmly, his thumb rubbing soft circles on the top of my hand, while I just stare innocently into his deep blue eyes.
"Hey guys." Dawn breezes in and instantly I feel the loss of his touch.
"Hi Nibblet." He smiles and rises from his chair as if nothing has happened.
"Hey Dawnie, how was school?" I smile, forcing the disappointment off my face.
"You know, school" she shrugs, dropping her rucksack beside the kitchen table and walking over to get a drink.
"What you been doing with yourself?" She turns to face me, a glass of water held in her hand.
"Not a lot, this and that." I smile in response as I remember the "Whale" incident.
"Buffy" A call comes from the hallway and instantly I'm on my feet and heading towards Spike.
"Mail for you." He smiles and hands it to me; our fingers touching for a brief moment that I wish could last longer.
I frown, looking at the plain white envelope with my name and address handwritten on the front.
"It must have slipped under the rug or something" he continues, opening some junk mail for himself and wandering into the lounge.
I open the crisp envelope and take out the clean white letter from inside and start to read.
Dear Miss Elizabeth Summers,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been successful in your job interview the other week and we would like to offer you a job as Nursery assistant at Summersdown Nursery. We would like you to start your job on the 26th of November 2003, at 8 o'clock in the morning where we will presently look over your hours and pay rate, as well as showing you the ropes.
If there is a problem, please contact me as soon as possible.
Yours Sincerely.
Mrs Pinkle.
I stared at the letter in shock.
Today was the 25th of November. That means I start work tomorrow.
Let me re-phrase that.
I start WORK tomorrow.
"What is it?" Dawn looks up concerned and I know why. She dreads it when the bills come as much as I do.
"I got the job" I mutter slowly.
"Really?" Dawn asks, tilting her head so she can read the letter that is held in my hand.
"Yea, I start tomorrow." I look up and find blue eyes staring at me.
He finishes munching his mouthful of cornflakes (why he is eating breakfast at this time of the afternoon completely baffles me) and points at his ear while muttering between chews "Vampire hearing."
He swallows and beams at me.
"Well done luv." His hand reaches out and touches my shoulder and instantly I want to be praised more.
"What are you going to wear?" Dawn began to babble beside me as she began to tell me how horrible it will be to work with toddlers etc but I am not listening, I'm too busy watching the retreating behind of Spike.
******
It is the morning of the 26th of November and I am nervous. I am dressed casually but smart in black trousers and a blue v-neck top, my hair tied loosely back in a ponytail.
I continue my daily routine, telling myself that I am not getting ready for a new job because it makes my stomach do little back flips every time I think of the word New and Job in the same sentence.
Spike comes bustling in, dressed and up at 7 in the morning. Now why is he up so early?
Half an hour passes and I am ready to leave the house, I call a goodbye to Dawn and bump into Spike at the front door.
"Have you drunk your coffee?"
"Yes."
"Eaten your toast?"
"Yes!"
"Been to the toilet, now you know pet that you just don't want to get caught short cause that could be just - "
"SPIKE!" I turn and silence him with a glare.
"Ok, Ok!" He holds up his hands in front of his chest in defence and steps away from the front door.
"Quit asking me stupid questions!!" I say as I disappear up stairs, having forgotten to go to the ladies room. What would I do without him?
******
"Miss Summers" Mrs Pinkle holds her hand out to me and warmly I take it, adding a smile even though I am so nervous I think I am about to explode.
"Follow me."
I take a seat at her desk and she explains to me the rules and regulations etc and finally comes to the discussion of pay.
"You will be paid an annual sum of $ 14,000 and you be allowed 4 weeks holiday pay."
As soon as I hear the words $14000, I nearly collapse. How much did she say? Bloody hell as Spike would say.
"Obviously you will be needed 5 days a week from 8 o'clock in the morning till 2 o'clock in the afternoon. The children will leave at approximately 1 o'clock. Now do you have any questions before I take you around?"
"No Mrs Pinkle, that's great and Thanks for giving me this opportunity."
"Oh please, call me Wendy." She smiles again and all ready I'm glad I took the job.
******
An hour passes and I have been shown around the building, shown various procedures and finally taken to see Karly, who I will be working with.
"Children!" Her voice is loud but at the same time sweet and innocent as she calls out to the room, instantly toddlers becoming aware they were being called to.
"This is Buffy, she's come to play with you all!" She smiles at me and instantly I turn towards the herd of toddlers that have started to crawl and amble slowly towards me.
"Buffy." One little boy stood at my feet calls up to me in a sing song voice.
"Hey." I smile, crouching down onto my knees so I can see him better.
"I'm Adam" He smiles and points at his chest.
"Hey there Adam." I smile back, instantly feeling a bond forming between the two of us.
"Here." He holds out a smooshed up blue crayon, a true sign of a developing friendship.
"For me?" I take the crayon gently from his hand.
He nods slightly, putting his hands behind his back and tipping his head to the left slightly.
"Thank you." I smile, ruffling his hair with my hand.
"Can we play hide and seek now?" His hand reaches out and grasps mine.
So cute.
"Yes, I'll count to 10 and you can hide."
And so the day continues with Adam and the gang. There are 10 children altogether all ranging from the age of 2 to 4 and you know when I said handling toddlers couldn't be hard? Think again!!
I arrive home exhausted and ready to sleep. Spike greets me warmly with a cup of coffee and some biscuits.
"I'll patrol tonight Slayer, you get some rest."
I start to protest but he silences me with a stern glance and he is out of the door before I can say anything else.
I sit down on the sofa and close my eyes for just a minute. But I have the strangest dream.
I am lying curled up on the sofa, my head rested on the arm, my body scrunched up in a foetus position. I hear the sound of a door closing and footsteps echoing down the hallway. The lounge door opens and I feel a presence in the room but I won't open my eyes and look. I wait to be surprised.
Warm hands touch my skin, leaving trails of fire as they travel up my arms. A faint kiss is pressed against my lips and I'm eager for more; I know it's him. Hands scoop me up like a feather off the sofa and carry me effortlessly to my room, whispering words of comfort and sleep soothing words. I snuggle closer to the warm chest and protest when it leaves me, when I feel the warm bed beneath me and nothing else.
I wake from this dream breathless and uncertain.
I look around the room and could have sworn I fell asleep on the sofa.
Then why am I staring at Mr Gordo on the chair in my room, snuggled under my quilt?
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