Like Father, Like Daughter
By: Gold Sword and Silver Bow
Goldie: The Song Wake Up is Three Days Grace's. We do not own it! And does anyone know any Ghost of the Robot songs, and if they do, could you send me some? Thanks! Oh, and I forgot the 'Thanks for the Reviews' part from the last-last chapter! So here it is!
bad-to-the-bone and SlayerGurl04: LoL!!! Yeah, this one's PRETTY LONG for what I usually write, so I hope I make you two happy! Oh and SlayerGurl04, Connor's around sixteen or seventeen and you'll see who I'm going to hook him up with in this chapter!
CraZy4SpikE09: Thanks! And Fred's talking about Tosha's mom and I'm not goin' to reveal that yet 'til like... later.
As the Honda Civic drove up to an enormous house, a man with brown hair and glasses walked out. He was donning a light brown jacket with some dark jeans.
After Fred parked her car onto the driveway, she jumped out of the mobile and greeted her husband with a kiss on the cheek. "Hey Wes."
He smiled back at his love. Tosha sighed at the romance in the scene in front of her. They were an adorable couple and were perfect together. Although she would never say it in front of her uncle, but Wesley and Fred were more compatible than Gunn and Fred would ever be.
"So, where should I put my stuff?" she asked, upset that she had destroyed the beautiful exhibit of true love in front of her.
"The guest bedroom," Wes answered, never taking his eyes off the Texan beauty. (Is Fred from Texas?)
"Thanks," and off Tosha Giles went to her temporary room. When she got situated into her room, she whipped out her cell phone and dialed seven digits.
"Hello? Hey! Could you pick me up from my family's house in LA?" Tosha muttered into the phone as she was spying on her lovesick relatives who were busy lip-locking. "Why? We got some Bronzin' to do."
Finally finding the perfect outfit, Buffy emerged from the closet, getting two thumbs up from Dawn and Willow.
"Are you guys sure this looks okay on me?" Buffy looked at her clothes in the mirror. She was wearing a white skirt and light pink top that slightly slid off her shoulders. The California blonde styled her hair in a light wave.
"It looks fine!" Dawn said. "You look absolutely gorgeous. Who are you tryin' to impress?"
Willow smiled. "I think it's a certain stranger that a certain friend of ours met last time."
Buffy could feel the heat rushing to her cheeks. "Knock it off."
The redhead sighed. "Ready to go to the bad side of Sunnydale?"
"We're gonna get in so much trouble," the worried teenager said, clearly uncertain that the plan would work accordingly.
"Relax, Connor," Tosha soothed. "My da' works here. And he's workin' tonight and e'eryone knows me here, so there's NOTHING to worry about."
"Maybe nothing for you to worry about," Connor snapped. "I'm the one that looks like a pedophile!"
"C'mon, let's go in!"
"She's hot."
"Could you pick someone that's close to your age range and that won't go to jail 'cause of you?"
"Sorry, I guess I have a thing for older women."
The two juveniles walked around, until they spotted a petite blonde with a brunette, who was taller yet younger-looking.
"Whoa!" Connor exclaimed. "She's hot."
"Would you cut it out?" Tosha hissed venomously, concealing herself behind her new friend and making sure that her dad or her uncles wouldn't notice that she wasn't where she was supposed to be. "That's my counselor from school! Ms. Summers."
"Not the blonde, the tall one!" He smiled when the girl looked in his direction. The brunette was dressed in a blue tank top, which brought out her blue eyes, reminding Tosha of her father, and a black skirt.
Tosha grinned lopsidedly. "Go ahead and talk to her, brain boy," she prompted, shoving him toward the teen.
"Um, hi, I'm Connor," Connor introduced himself awkwardly, both flustered and embarrassed.
"I'm Dawn…"
As the band was setting up, Spike looked around to see where Oz went. It wasn't long before he spotted bright green hair in the crowd, holding the hand of a pretty redhead.
"Sorry Red, but I gotta take your man for the moment," he casually said in his British voice.
"Oh, it's alright," Willow said, letting go of her boyfriend's hand. "Just give him back later." Oz kissed her on the cheek, causing her to turn crimson, and followed his friend to the stage.
"You ready?" Gunn asked his friends, beating his drumsticks softly against eachother. They nodded and took their position onto the stage. Spike looked down onto the crowd, noticing couples everywhere. Then his blue eyes fell upon Buffy. She looks hot tonight, he thought to himself, But then again, she looked hot the other night, too.
He cleared his throat and spoke into the microphone.
"G'day everyone. Are you guys having a good time tonight?"
Buffy turned around and looked at the stage. There he was. His eyes were looking right at him, boring into her pair of green eyes.
"Here's a song that I wrote about my first love," he said, before strumming a few chords on his guitar. "It's called 'Wake Up'."
"I'm not sober all the time
You bring me down at least you try
Until we see this eye to eye
I don't want you
I must be running out of luck
Cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck
And now I've had it up to here
I don't, I don't want you
It took so long to see
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I'm not the man I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I won't hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you
I'm not angry all the time
You push me down at least you try
Until we see this eye to eye
I don't want you
It took so long to see
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I'm not the man I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I won't hurt anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you
It took so long to see
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I'm not the man I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I won't hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you!"
Tosha stared at her father. Was he talking about Mom? She felt queasy again, like the feeling she always got whenever someone mentioned Mother's Day or her mom. It was weird though, Spike never told her who her mom was. Most of the time whenever someone asked her about her mom, she would lie and say she died and left it like that, because to Tosha, her mother was dead.
She walked around, looking around to find Connor, her ride home.
"Connor, can we go home now?" Tosha said, tears rimming her eyes, daring to pour onto her face.
"Sure," he said, downcast that he had to leave Dawn, the girl he just clicked with.
As they got into the car, Tosha let the tears fall freely. Connor saw the sight, and it broke his heart. Tosha may be tough and annoying on the outside, but the inside…
"What's your family like?" Tosha asked barely audible, her eyes shut. "Do you know your mom?"
"Yes, I do," Connor said. The light turned red. "My mom, Darla, and my father, Angel, lived together for a while, but never married. They were in love though, which should count for something. My mother died during childbirth and then Dad married Cordelia."
"Who's Cordelia?"
"She's my stepmom. At first, I hated her. She was so…"
"You hated her because you thought she was trying to replace your mom?"
"Yeah…" he spoke, starting to drive as the light turned green. "How do you know?"
"It was the feeling that I had when my dad first dated Harmony. I hated her, I still do, but now, its not because she went out with my dad. But back to the point, I realized that my dad needed someone in his life and that I would be selfish if I kept him all to himself, he'll never be able to experience real love." Tosha pulled her hair out of her face, exposing her red eyes.
"What happened to your mom?" Connor asked as he pulled into the driveway.
"She left my dad. Never knew the whole story. In fact, I don't even know her name." Tosha said as she exited out of the car and scaled the wall, opened the window, and crawled into her room.
The boy just sat in his car for a while. It shocked him how deep she really was. When he first met her, Tosha's cover-up was just an annoying little brat, but had that charisma that made people either hate her or love her. But this side of her was the side that was probably only revealed once in a million years.
Connor sighed and then headed towards his home.
Touching, isn't it? Yeah... I'm trying to show a deeper side to Tosha and if she turns Mary-Sue, TELL ME!! So... R&R