"Um, William we better get to Giles. And quick." Spike and I booked it home
to see Giles. When we got home Giles was shocked with what we told him.
"Well. This is a surprise. I expected Emma to become the vampire. Not you William." Giles held a puzzled face.
"Well it doesn't look like I became the vampire William." Emma started laughing has hard as she could.
"It's not funny Emma!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "How would you feel if you couldn't look in a mirror?"
"Oooh that would be horrible." Emma stud up and ran to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror.
"Giles what are we gonna do. I mean I'm supposed to be the slayer, not the vampire." I gave a pout. Like a little puppy.
"Hey what's wrong with being a vampire?" Spike stud up and gave me an insulted look.
"Nothing. I just don't want to be a vampire."
"Wait a minute!" Spike looked puzzled. "What's that?" He pointed to my neck.
"What?" I started to rub my neck. Then I felt two holes. I thought it was the end of my world.
"Bite marks. William how did you get those marks? Spike sat back down after asking the question.
"I don't know."
"I do." The voice came from the doorway to the bathroom. "I gave them to you." Emma walked out of the shadows.
"Emma why?" I looked at Emma with a sad look.
"I didn't think it was fair, that you're the slayer and, and I get to be a vampire." Emma started to cry. "But at least I get to see myself in the mirror."
"Wait? Emma you can see yourself in the mirror, but William can't. Giles?" Buffy looked at Giles.
"Yes, Buffy. I will look to my books immediately." Giles started looking through a pile of books sitting on the desk in front of him. "I need to take another long walk." I headed out the door and took a walk in town. As I was walking I saw this beautiful girl. My heart just melted. I ran back home and started writing. I had no clue what I was writing.
Well I find myself wish I was someone else, my hand are stained with love, wish I could take it away, I hang behind the shelf, in time the pain will melt, my heart is stained with love, wish I could fake it. I gave my life away, there's nothing left to say, and my selfish enemy had the best of me. Wish could take it away. I gave my life away, there's nothing left to say, I gave my away, take it your way.
After writing that I looked at it and had no idea that I was a good poet. Especialy, after the fact that my dads not such a good poet. I ran to where every body was sitting in the living room and caught their attention.
"Every body despite my fathers lack of talent for poetry. I wrote a poem." I read the poem to the lot of them.
"Just because I was a horrible poet doesn't mean that my son will be too." Spike crossed his arms and put his nose in the air, as if he were snooty.
"Now, William did you get a chance to think?"
"No, Giles I didn't. Just as I entered town I saw this beautiful girl." I started to space and imagine the face of the girl I saw in town.
"That's funny. The fact that I can look in the mirror and William can't." Emma stared at herself in the hand mirror she got for her 17th birthday.
"Well Emma, you are only half vampire. And well William isn't."
"Dad you can't look in the mirror. And your half vampire."
"But I wasn't always half vampire, I started out as a true vampire."
I started to think. And I started to look at Spike.
"Hey dad, can I take you to school tomorrow? And show you to the class?"
"No William! You may not take me to show and tell. Besides what are they gonna think? I should have been dead centuries ago." Spike looked at me as if I were nuts.
"Oh dear Lord" Giles looked at the group in concern. Nobody paid any attention. "I said Oh dear Lord"
Buffy turned to Giles.
"But you always say that."
"Well it's always bad."
"Ok. The last thing I need is you and Mom fighting. So Giles what is it?"
"Well, William if you think this is a lot to take? Then it's going to get harder."
"Well. This is a surprise. I expected Emma to become the vampire. Not you William." Giles held a puzzled face.
"Well it doesn't look like I became the vampire William." Emma started laughing has hard as she could.
"It's not funny Emma!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "How would you feel if you couldn't look in a mirror?"
"Oooh that would be horrible." Emma stud up and ran to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror.
"Giles what are we gonna do. I mean I'm supposed to be the slayer, not the vampire." I gave a pout. Like a little puppy.
"Hey what's wrong with being a vampire?" Spike stud up and gave me an insulted look.
"Nothing. I just don't want to be a vampire."
"Wait a minute!" Spike looked puzzled. "What's that?" He pointed to my neck.
"What?" I started to rub my neck. Then I felt two holes. I thought it was the end of my world.
"Bite marks. William how did you get those marks? Spike sat back down after asking the question.
"I don't know."
"I do." The voice came from the doorway to the bathroom. "I gave them to you." Emma walked out of the shadows.
"Emma why?" I looked at Emma with a sad look.
"I didn't think it was fair, that you're the slayer and, and I get to be a vampire." Emma started to cry. "But at least I get to see myself in the mirror."
"Wait? Emma you can see yourself in the mirror, but William can't. Giles?" Buffy looked at Giles.
"Yes, Buffy. I will look to my books immediately." Giles started looking through a pile of books sitting on the desk in front of him. "I need to take another long walk." I headed out the door and took a walk in town. As I was walking I saw this beautiful girl. My heart just melted. I ran back home and started writing. I had no clue what I was writing.
Well I find myself wish I was someone else, my hand are stained with love, wish I could take it away, I hang behind the shelf, in time the pain will melt, my heart is stained with love, wish I could fake it. I gave my life away, there's nothing left to say, and my selfish enemy had the best of me. Wish could take it away. I gave my life away, there's nothing left to say, I gave my away, take it your way.
After writing that I looked at it and had no idea that I was a good poet. Especialy, after the fact that my dads not such a good poet. I ran to where every body was sitting in the living room and caught their attention.
"Every body despite my fathers lack of talent for poetry. I wrote a poem." I read the poem to the lot of them.
"Just because I was a horrible poet doesn't mean that my son will be too." Spike crossed his arms and put his nose in the air, as if he were snooty.
"Now, William did you get a chance to think?"
"No, Giles I didn't. Just as I entered town I saw this beautiful girl." I started to space and imagine the face of the girl I saw in town.
"That's funny. The fact that I can look in the mirror and William can't." Emma stared at herself in the hand mirror she got for her 17th birthday.
"Well Emma, you are only half vampire. And well William isn't."
"Dad you can't look in the mirror. And your half vampire."
"But I wasn't always half vampire, I started out as a true vampire."
I started to think. And I started to look at Spike.
"Hey dad, can I take you to school tomorrow? And show you to the class?"
"No William! You may not take me to show and tell. Besides what are they gonna think? I should have been dead centuries ago." Spike looked at me as if I were nuts.
"Oh dear Lord" Giles looked at the group in concern. Nobody paid any attention. "I said Oh dear Lord"
Buffy turned to Giles.
"But you always say that."
"Well it's always bad."
"Ok. The last thing I need is you and Mom fighting. So Giles what is it?"
"Well, William if you think this is a lot to take? Then it's going to get harder."