Chapter 3 : Head in the clouds
AN: Angel doesn't like the new student one bit, especially when he stands in the way. They confront each other and things go slightly bad for William.
Unfortunately for him, Buffy didn't forget the incident. The next morning he got shoved up a locker again. Angel looked angrily at him.
"Nobody causes my girl any harm, Englishman. Got that?"
"And here I thought free passage was reserved for kings and queens."
The hand on his chest pressed a bit harder.
"For you she IS a queen."
"Not by a long shot, mate."
He didn't see the fist coming; God, he knew the truth hurt, but wasn't it supposed to hurt the other guy? He shook his head, a bit dizzy and noticed Angel wasn't holding him anymore. The bloke was standing a bit further away, grinning at him. Angel clenched his hands into fists and waited for William to make his move. But William walked away.
"Hey! You can't do that! Fight me!"
"It isn't worth it, mate."
In the mean time, all students had heard the shouting. They were standing in a circle around the fighters and wouldn't let William pass. He sighed.
"Fine."
He took his stance which earned a laugh from Angel. But William managed to avoid the punches and placed a perfect kick in the centre of Angels chest. The boy went down, struggling for breath. Buffy ran to his side, eyes shooting daggers at William.
"What is going on here?"
Mr. Giles, librarian and history teacher of Sunnydale high, had found the source of the noise.
"Angel?"
"He attacked me, sir. I have no idea why."
Giles sighed. He knew Angel lied, but he couldn't prove anything. All students were afraid of him. The new student looked defiantly at him.
"Did you attack him, William?"
"Yeah."
"Then you have detention, young man. And you can all go to class, the show is over!"
Disappointed, but talking about the guy who had beaten Angel, they returned to class. Only William and Mr. Giles stayed behind. William expected a whole lecture, but instead Giles was very friendly.
"You are from London, aren't you?"
"How did you know?"
"I recognise that accent anywhere. Look William, I know it's difficult to adjust to new surroundings, but making enemies like this will not help."
"I know, sir."
"The kids here can be harsh, but don't let them get to you."
"I won't sir, thank you for the advice. How long have you been in America, sir?"
"Ten years."
"Do you ever get used to it?"
Giles smiled. "I'm afraid not."
William smiled too, he had an ally. Two Englishmen against the rest of the world. Suddenly he remembered something. Fuck, he was going to get it.
"Do you have classes, William?"
"No, I have a free period."
"I'll leave you to it then. I'll see you in detention."
As Giles walked away, William grudgingly grabbed his mobile. All that for that pompous Angel fellow.
"Sensei?"
"What is it, William?"
"I lost it."
After that William only listened and nodded before putting his phone down. He walked into the cafeteria, waiting for his next class.
When he was present for detention he was surprised to see a girl there. Not just a girl, but the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen.
"Hullo, I'm William."
Could he sound more like a dork? Fortunately for him, she smiled. He looked at her, waiting until she would say something. He could tell she was a sort of Goth. She wore a beautiful long gown, in a colour he could only describe as blood red. Her hair hung in tresses from a complicated bun. He was simply captivated.
"Druscilla." She answered him before walking into class.
AN: Angel doesn't like the new student one bit, especially when he stands in the way. They confront each other and things go slightly bad for William.
Unfortunately for him, Buffy didn't forget the incident. The next morning he got shoved up a locker again. Angel looked angrily at him.
"Nobody causes my girl any harm, Englishman. Got that?"
"And here I thought free passage was reserved for kings and queens."
The hand on his chest pressed a bit harder.
"For you she IS a queen."
"Not by a long shot, mate."
He didn't see the fist coming; God, he knew the truth hurt, but wasn't it supposed to hurt the other guy? He shook his head, a bit dizzy and noticed Angel wasn't holding him anymore. The bloke was standing a bit further away, grinning at him. Angel clenched his hands into fists and waited for William to make his move. But William walked away.
"Hey! You can't do that! Fight me!"
"It isn't worth it, mate."
In the mean time, all students had heard the shouting. They were standing in a circle around the fighters and wouldn't let William pass. He sighed.
"Fine."
He took his stance which earned a laugh from Angel. But William managed to avoid the punches and placed a perfect kick in the centre of Angels chest. The boy went down, struggling for breath. Buffy ran to his side, eyes shooting daggers at William.
"What is going on here?"
Mr. Giles, librarian and history teacher of Sunnydale high, had found the source of the noise.
"Angel?"
"He attacked me, sir. I have no idea why."
Giles sighed. He knew Angel lied, but he couldn't prove anything. All students were afraid of him. The new student looked defiantly at him.
"Did you attack him, William?"
"Yeah."
"Then you have detention, young man. And you can all go to class, the show is over!"
Disappointed, but talking about the guy who had beaten Angel, they returned to class. Only William and Mr. Giles stayed behind. William expected a whole lecture, but instead Giles was very friendly.
"You are from London, aren't you?"
"How did you know?"
"I recognise that accent anywhere. Look William, I know it's difficult to adjust to new surroundings, but making enemies like this will not help."
"I know, sir."
"The kids here can be harsh, but don't let them get to you."
"I won't sir, thank you for the advice. How long have you been in America, sir?"
"Ten years."
"Do you ever get used to it?"
Giles smiled. "I'm afraid not."
William smiled too, he had an ally. Two Englishmen against the rest of the world. Suddenly he remembered something. Fuck, he was going to get it.
"Do you have classes, William?"
"No, I have a free period."
"I'll leave you to it then. I'll see you in detention."
As Giles walked away, William grudgingly grabbed his mobile. All that for that pompous Angel fellow.
"Sensei?"
"What is it, William?"
"I lost it."
After that William only listened and nodded before putting his phone down. He walked into the cafeteria, waiting for his next class.
When he was present for detention he was surprised to see a girl there. Not just a girl, but the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen.
"Hullo, I'm William."
Could he sound more like a dork? Fortunately for him, she smiled. He looked at her, waiting until she would say something. He could tell she was a sort of Goth. She wore a beautiful long gown, in a colour he could only describe as blood red. Her hair hung in tresses from a complicated bun. He was simply captivated.
"Druscilla." She answered him before walking into class.