Mom & Dads back.
I was sitting in my room when Giles walked in. "William your gonna be late for school if you don't hurry up!" I grunted and finish putting on my t- shirt.
"Giles can we have a little talk after school?" I ask nervously. "Sure." As he nodded his head in delight, like I was gonna ask him about sex or something. My big sister Emma who is five years older then me, walked in. With a big smirk that said "Why are you still here?"
"You know William, if dad was here he would have picked you up and carried you to school by know." Emma stopped in her tracks. Giles motioned her to leave. But the two of them just stared at me for I think was thirty- seconds. Then Emma frowned and walked out of the room.
I finished getting ready for school. And left. I thought about what Emma had said. As I sat down for lunch I realized that Giles and I had something in common. We both speak with a British accent. But he speaks less sloppy British. In this kind of sentence this is what I would say. "Are you alright mate?" He would say, "Is that bloke alright?" Totally different. While sitting in my last period of the day. I thought of a time when I was ten, Emma and Giles where talking 'bout a guy named Spike. How I act, look, sound, and talk like him. When I heard the bell for school to be out. The teacher was standing at the door handing out grade reports. I kinda frowned at it. When I got home nobody was there except Giles. And for this house it was unusual. Giles was sitting on the couch. I walked over and sat down next to him, and handed him the piece of paper. He gave me a half smile. I then jumped up and ran up the stairs before he could say any thing. I really didn't want to talk to him about Spike, my dad and who he was. Or who my mother was or is.
It was almost dark, and I knew Giles wouldn't let me out past dark. So I climbed out my window. My friends and I where supposed to meet at this crypt that was abandon. It looked like someone just left it and never came back. We decided to turn it into our hang out when we needed to get away from our families. I was almost there when I heard something behind me, I turned around and this guy was standing there with a crumpled up face, and pointy teeth. He looked at me for a sec and then he laughed.
And said, "Spike? Is that you." "Who is Spike?" I replied. "Its me Jake remember me. We tried to kill the slayer and she kicked our butts." I looked at him for a moment then I turned and ran. He followed me five blocks. I stopped ten steps in front of him and kicked a mail box over. Took the wooden part and stuck it in his chest. Then he turned into dust. I ran in the direction of home, and came across another guy who was literally sucking the life out of a 15-16 year old girl. I heard sirens and I looked behind me and then back no sign of the guy. The girl was lying on the ground. I ran to her and tried to see if she was still alive. Cop cars pulled up and one grabbed me, I pulled back then another and another till there was four cops, trying to hold me down. But they couldn't. I felt a pinch and I saw darkness, when I woke up I was in my room. Lying on my bed with Giles standing in the door way.
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I was sitting in my room when Giles walked in. "William your gonna be late for school if you don't hurry up!" I grunted and finish putting on my t- shirt.
"Giles can we have a little talk after school?" I ask nervously. "Sure." As he nodded his head in delight, like I was gonna ask him about sex or something. My big sister Emma who is five years older then me, walked in. With a big smirk that said "Why are you still here?"
"You know William, if dad was here he would have picked you up and carried you to school by know." Emma stopped in her tracks. Giles motioned her to leave. But the two of them just stared at me for I think was thirty- seconds. Then Emma frowned and walked out of the room.
I finished getting ready for school. And left. I thought about what Emma had said. As I sat down for lunch I realized that Giles and I had something in common. We both speak with a British accent. But he speaks less sloppy British. In this kind of sentence this is what I would say. "Are you alright mate?" He would say, "Is that bloke alright?" Totally different. While sitting in my last period of the day. I thought of a time when I was ten, Emma and Giles where talking 'bout a guy named Spike. How I act, look, sound, and talk like him. When I heard the bell for school to be out. The teacher was standing at the door handing out grade reports. I kinda frowned at it. When I got home nobody was there except Giles. And for this house it was unusual. Giles was sitting on the couch. I walked over and sat down next to him, and handed him the piece of paper. He gave me a half smile. I then jumped up and ran up the stairs before he could say any thing. I really didn't want to talk to him about Spike, my dad and who he was. Or who my mother was or is.
It was almost dark, and I knew Giles wouldn't let me out past dark. So I climbed out my window. My friends and I where supposed to meet at this crypt that was abandon. It looked like someone just left it and never came back. We decided to turn it into our hang out when we needed to get away from our families. I was almost there when I heard something behind me, I turned around and this guy was standing there with a crumpled up face, and pointy teeth. He looked at me for a sec and then he laughed.
And said, "Spike? Is that you." "Who is Spike?" I replied. "Its me Jake remember me. We tried to kill the slayer and she kicked our butts." I looked at him for a moment then I turned and ran. He followed me five blocks. I stopped ten steps in front of him and kicked a mail box over. Took the wooden part and stuck it in his chest. Then he turned into dust. I ran in the direction of home, and came across another guy who was literally sucking the life out of a 15-16 year old girl. I heard sirens and I looked behind me and then back no sign of the guy. The girl was lying on the ground. I ran to her and tried to see if she was still alive. Cop cars pulled up and one grabbed me, I pulled back then another and another till there was four cops, trying to hold me down. But they couldn't. I felt a pinch and I saw darkness, when I woke up I was in my room. Lying on my bed with Giles standing in the door way.
Authors note: If you want me to continue with this fic I need at least five reviews.