Author's note: Just wanted to say thanks to everyone's who's taken the time to read and review this fic, especially the people who keep coming back. I know it takes me forever to get parts out, and they vary in length (a short part is better than no part at all) but this story /WILL/ be completed eventually. Your feedback is always loved and appreciated.
Part 14
She tossed the body aside carelessly, licking the blood from her lips. The power coursed through her like nothing she had ever felt before. Dawn felt fantastic. Strong. Beautiful. No longer was she the dorky kid sister of a dead Slayer.
An upbeat female pop band Dawn didn't recognise were playing at the Bronze when she walked. The crowd in front of the stage were dancing jauntily. The guys turned when Dawn sauntered past, checking her out in a way that had never happened before. She leaned against the bar, scanning the crowd looking for her next meal.
"Dawn! Where have you *been* all day?" Janice came bouncing over.
^Why don't I have any other friends?^ Dawn thought, scowling at the other girl with annoyance. "I've been sick," she lied. "Didn't feel like school."
"Well Willow called *twice* looking for you. I totally lied and she bought it."
A bar tender came over. "Two diet cokes," Janice ordered.
Dawn winced. "Well I wasn't sick at home."
"Oh, right. Hot guy. How'd it work out? Are you like, going steady?"
^How lame^ Dawn thought. Janice needed a makeover in coolness. Dawn just looked at her nails, smirking demurely. "Let's say the unexpected happened."
"Hey, you! How did *you* get here! How the hell did you get here?"
Dawn recognised the purple haired girl Phyre, one of Gabriel's friends. The one who had sunk her fangs in, leaving her for dead.
Janice was frowning. "Who's this?"
"Someone way cooler than a waste of space and time like you," Dawn answered. Then turned to Phyre. "Take a guess."
"Spike?" Phyre's eyes rolled. "I should have known. Where is he?"
"Went to get me food. I decided to get my own." Dawn grinned, baring her teeth.
Phyre stared at her, then laughed. "He doesn't know you're here."
"I'm tired of doing what I'm told and being nobody," Dawn said, eyes narrowing. "I'm more than that now."
"It's Dawn, isn't it?"
Dawn and Phyre turned to look at the blond hunk who had approached them. Tall and muscular, dressed in a white T-shirt and hip-hugging jeans with a movie-star handsome smile and eyes the colour of the pacific ocean made Ross Tolstoy a dreamboat to most of the girls at Dawn's school.
Yesterday, Ross just knowing her name would have made Dawn faint with joy. Now, she just looked at the *human* boy with disgust. "Yeah. And we're *going*."
Dawn smirked at the look of shook on Ross's face. Clearly he wasn't used to being rejected by girls. Especially nobodies like her. Dawn felt a profound sense of satisfaction.
"Why don't you just eat him?" Phyre asked.
"I will," she answered. "Later. Right now, I need you to show me what the vampire community has to offer."
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Part 14
She tossed the body aside carelessly, licking the blood from her lips. The power coursed through her like nothing she had ever felt before. Dawn felt fantastic. Strong. Beautiful. No longer was she the dorky kid sister of a dead Slayer.
An upbeat female pop band Dawn didn't recognise were playing at the Bronze when she walked. The crowd in front of the stage were dancing jauntily. The guys turned when Dawn sauntered past, checking her out in a way that had never happened before. She leaned against the bar, scanning the crowd looking for her next meal.
"Dawn! Where have you *been* all day?" Janice came bouncing over.
^Why don't I have any other friends?^ Dawn thought, scowling at the other girl with annoyance. "I've been sick," she lied. "Didn't feel like school."
"Well Willow called *twice* looking for you. I totally lied and she bought it."
A bar tender came over. "Two diet cokes," Janice ordered.
Dawn winced. "Well I wasn't sick at home."
"Oh, right. Hot guy. How'd it work out? Are you like, going steady?"
^How lame^ Dawn thought. Janice needed a makeover in coolness. Dawn just looked at her nails, smirking demurely. "Let's say the unexpected happened."
"Hey, you! How did *you* get here! How the hell did you get here?"
Dawn recognised the purple haired girl Phyre, one of Gabriel's friends. The one who had sunk her fangs in, leaving her for dead.
Janice was frowning. "Who's this?"
"Someone way cooler than a waste of space and time like you," Dawn answered. Then turned to Phyre. "Take a guess."
"Spike?" Phyre's eyes rolled. "I should have known. Where is he?"
"Went to get me food. I decided to get my own." Dawn grinned, baring her teeth.
Phyre stared at her, then laughed. "He doesn't know you're here."
"I'm tired of doing what I'm told and being nobody," Dawn said, eyes narrowing. "I'm more than that now."
"It's Dawn, isn't it?"
Dawn and Phyre turned to look at the blond hunk who had approached them. Tall and muscular, dressed in a white T-shirt and hip-hugging jeans with a movie-star handsome smile and eyes the colour of the pacific ocean made Ross Tolstoy a dreamboat to most of the girls at Dawn's school.
Yesterday, Ross just knowing her name would have made Dawn faint with joy. Now, she just looked at the *human* boy with disgust. "Yeah. And we're *going*."
Dawn smirked at the look of shook on Ross's face. Clearly he wasn't used to being rejected by girls. Especially nobodies like her. Dawn felt a profound sense of satisfaction.
"Why don't you just eat him?" Phyre asked.
"I will," she answered. "Later. Right now, I need you to show me what the vampire community has to offer."
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