Summary: What would have happened if Buffy hadn't gone back to Sunnydale to
save her friends? What if she had stayed in what she thought was real?
Disclaimer: Yes, I own it all.Yes, I am also a liar!
A/N: Hey, hey, hey I'm back again! Hopefully this chapter will be more exciting, enjoy. And Review.
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Chapter 2: Toxic
"Does this skirt make my butt look fat?" Buffy asked her friend as they stood in Trina's room picking out outfits to go out in that night.
"Buff, nothing could make your butt look fat." Trina rolled her eyes. Buffy was dressed in a short tan suede skirt, a white v-neck belly shirt and 3 ½ inch tan shoes. She had her long blonde hair in loose curls and her makeup done perfectly by Trina. "You happy yet?" Trina laughed, poking fun of the time it had taken Buffy to pick out an outfit. Buffy rolled her eyes and sat down on the edge of Trina's bed. Trina walked into her very full closet and began to pick through outfit possibilities, "So Buff, red or black?" She said as she continued to shuffle through tops.
"Trina," Buffy stood up and walked up beside Trina. " Expand your horizons, wear a color that **isn't** black or red." Buffy said eyeing Trina's wardrobe. "What about this? It's blue, you haven't wore blue since, um, you ran out of black, red and white the last time." Buffy suggested holding up a blue tank top that looked like a basketball jersey.
"You see, I would, but it's not what people expect of me. I like it, but I'm not goin' for the baller look right now." Trina argued. She picked out a black spaghetti strap under armor belly shirt that was black with a red logo.
"I thought you were supposed to wear those UNDER your clothes." Buffy said as Trina took off her big t-shirt and put the top on.
"Yep, but I can look like a ho if I want to." Trina laughed. Buffy rolled her eyes and Trina picked out her black, white and red leather chaps. "See and I'm planning on it." She put on some red booty shorts, then the chaps and red 4 inch boots that were covered in black stars. She pulled a hat off the top shelf of her closet and stuck it on tilted to the right, her black hair was wavy and gelled.
"A pimp hat?" Buffy looked at her friend.
"It's Royce's I borrowed it for a show, and I wanna wear it." Trina laughed and the two walked out of Trina's room where Chuck and Royce were waiting. Royce was wearing baggy black jeans, a black wifebeater and a deep red pimp hat; Chuck was wearing dark blue jeans, a white wifebeater and his favorite L.A. Lakers hat.
"Lookin hot!" Royce licked his lips at the sight of his girlfriend. He put his arm around her and the two were followed by Chuck and Buffy out to Royce's red Mercedes.
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"You can tell when the music Starts to drop, that's when we take it to the parking lot, and I bet you somebody's gonna call the cops, Uh oh, here we go here we go. Oh ooh oh, yeah, yeah..." Trina was up on the stage with Royce singing Christina Aguilera's Dirrty. Chuck and Buffy were in the crowd, half-watching, half-dancing.
"Yo, hot damn, Doc a jam like a summer show, I keep my car looking like a crash dummy drove, My gear look like the bank got my money froze, For dead presidents I pimp like Huddy roll, Doc the one that excite ya divas, If the media shine, I'm shining with both of the sleeves up, Yo Trina, better hop in here, My block live and in color, like Rodman hair, The club is packed, the bar is filled, I'm waiting for sister to act, like Lauryn Hill, Frankly, it's a rap, no bargain deals, I drive a four wheel ride with foreign wheels," Royce continued dancing with Trina as he rapped. Buffy really wasn't paying attention to them anymore, she was paying attention to Chuck paying attention.
Trina noticed from on stage as she continued to sing, which she was absolutely great at. Trina had been dancing since she was three and singing since she could talk, and she knew that if it wasn't for her destiny, performing would be what she would be doing the rest of her life. Chuck knew, Royce and Buffy didn't, and even Chuck had found out on accident. When the music to Dirrty faded out Royce and Trina left the stage and reentered the crowed and found Chuck and Buffy.
"What up Chica and Chuckie you two ready to roll out?" Trina asked, she was still pumped from the performance.
"Coffee?" Chuck suggested.
"Starbucks." Buffy told them, she wasn't tired although it was two thirty A.M., and she just wanted some coffee. The four of them left Toxic and started to where Royce had parked. As they walked down the still crowded streets of Los Angeles Buffy noticed that Trina was looking around suspiciously and thinking, Buffy couldn't tell what about but she could tell it was important.
Trina's arm slid off of Royce and she whispered something in his ear and slipped into an alleyway. Buffy's hazel eyes tried to follow her friend, but she was moving to quickly.
Trina pulled a stake out from her boot when she got to the back of the alleyway, she spun around, "Why are you following me?" She asked with the stake behind her back. Standing directly in front of her was a tall, pale man with bleached hair dressed in all black.
He pulled Trina's leather wallet out of his long, black leather duster and held it out toward her, "You left this in the club." He blinked.
Trina snatched the wallet from him, "I know damn well I didn't leave it Spike." She snarled. "You never were as good at covering up shit like Angel was." Trina smiled evilly.
"And you know damn well not to compare me to that bloody poofter." Spike said, pinning Trina against the wall.
"It's nothing for me to turn you to ashes." She grimaced; she knocked Spike back and stuck her stake back in her boot.
"It's nothing for me to drink you dry." Spike growled.
"If you could, you would have by now." Trina growled right back. She pushed past him back out of the alley and walked toward Royce's Mercedes.
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Four espressos later the four friends returned to there apartment. Buffy and Royce went to their rooms and actually went to bed, Trina and Chuck pretended to but climbed out their windows and were back on the ground in less than ten minutes. Trina was wearing the same outfit, minus the hat and she was more than itching to kill something. When Chuck made it down to the front of the apartment buildings, Trina was bouncing on the balls of her feet waiting for him. "Charles are you ready to go?" She smiled.
"For once in my life I would like to be able to sleep, but hey what's my sleeping compared to killing evil with my best friend?" Chuck smiled back.
"That's what I like to hear." She nodded, and the two started off.
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Buffy had put on some tight track pants and a white tank top and crawled into bed, by the time Chuck and Trina were gone she was asleep and dreaming.
"Buffy, can you hear me?" A redheaded girl that was crouched down beside the bed Buffy was on asked. "You probably can't but I want to talk anyway." She said, she then sat down beside her. "We got the evil dorks, they are in jail now. Spike helped us get them, it was really funny too I wish you could have been there. It's like you disappeared. We all really miss you Buffy, Giles says that maybe one day you'll wake up, I hope it's soon, Spike left a week ago and hasn't come back. We really need a Slayer back in Sunnydale." The redheaded girl smiled warmly.
Buffy Summers woke up sweating heavily in the apartment she had been living in since she started college. That dream freaked the blonde out, she needed to talk to someone. Buffy got out of bed and left her room, she went through the living room and went to Trina's door and knocked softly, no reply.
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"He really has serious stalker issues." Chuck agreed as the two walked past and L.A. graveyard.
"I know, and he doesn't get that I never wanted him. Ever since his old chick left him a couple years ago, the stupid vampire won't leave me alone, the phone calls the letters. If I knew he wasn't dead I'd call the cops." Trina said as her gray eyes darted over the graveyard.
"Next time you see him, I suggest a dusty ending." Chuck said.
Trina didn't reply, she just continued to walk beside Chuck past the graveyard when something caught her eye. She stopped walking and so did Chuck, she nodded slightly to her right where someone was standing. They both started to walk noiselessly toward the figure, he turned around to face Chuck and Trina alert and then, realizing who it was, relaxed.
"Hey Chuck, Trina." He smiled. He was about as tall as Chuck with a shaved head, dark skin and baggy clothes.
"What up bro?" Trina hugged her twin brother, Charles Gunn.
"Nothin, waiting for some evil dead to rise so I can kill it and go home." He replied, then leaning against a tall oak tree.
"You go on back, I can take care of it, I've been itching to kill something anyway, and I'd love to take this one off your hands." Trina smiled.
"Thanks sis." Gunn smiled. He walked back to his old pickup parked at the corner, and waved before getting in and driving off.
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Buffy knocked a third time before twisting the knob, it was locked. 'Oh well I guess she's already asleep.' Buffy thought before reluctantly returning to her own room, fearing about what would happen if she went back to sleep.
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A/N: And that was Chapter 2, Hope yas enjoyed it. Chapter 3 will b up soon. Please Review, XOXO Charlize.
Disclaimer: Yes, I own it all.Yes, I am also a liar!
A/N: Hey, hey, hey I'm back again! Hopefully this chapter will be more exciting, enjoy. And Review.
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Chapter 2: Toxic
"Does this skirt make my butt look fat?" Buffy asked her friend as they stood in Trina's room picking out outfits to go out in that night.
"Buff, nothing could make your butt look fat." Trina rolled her eyes. Buffy was dressed in a short tan suede skirt, a white v-neck belly shirt and 3 ½ inch tan shoes. She had her long blonde hair in loose curls and her makeup done perfectly by Trina. "You happy yet?" Trina laughed, poking fun of the time it had taken Buffy to pick out an outfit. Buffy rolled her eyes and sat down on the edge of Trina's bed. Trina walked into her very full closet and began to pick through outfit possibilities, "So Buff, red or black?" She said as she continued to shuffle through tops.
"Trina," Buffy stood up and walked up beside Trina. " Expand your horizons, wear a color that **isn't** black or red." Buffy said eyeing Trina's wardrobe. "What about this? It's blue, you haven't wore blue since, um, you ran out of black, red and white the last time." Buffy suggested holding up a blue tank top that looked like a basketball jersey.
"You see, I would, but it's not what people expect of me. I like it, but I'm not goin' for the baller look right now." Trina argued. She picked out a black spaghetti strap under armor belly shirt that was black with a red logo.
"I thought you were supposed to wear those UNDER your clothes." Buffy said as Trina took off her big t-shirt and put the top on.
"Yep, but I can look like a ho if I want to." Trina laughed. Buffy rolled her eyes and Trina picked out her black, white and red leather chaps. "See and I'm planning on it." She put on some red booty shorts, then the chaps and red 4 inch boots that were covered in black stars. She pulled a hat off the top shelf of her closet and stuck it on tilted to the right, her black hair was wavy and gelled.
"A pimp hat?" Buffy looked at her friend.
"It's Royce's I borrowed it for a show, and I wanna wear it." Trina laughed and the two walked out of Trina's room where Chuck and Royce were waiting. Royce was wearing baggy black jeans, a black wifebeater and a deep red pimp hat; Chuck was wearing dark blue jeans, a white wifebeater and his favorite L.A. Lakers hat.
"Lookin hot!" Royce licked his lips at the sight of his girlfriend. He put his arm around her and the two were followed by Chuck and Buffy out to Royce's red Mercedes.
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"You can tell when the music Starts to drop, that's when we take it to the parking lot, and I bet you somebody's gonna call the cops, Uh oh, here we go here we go. Oh ooh oh, yeah, yeah..." Trina was up on the stage with Royce singing Christina Aguilera's Dirrty. Chuck and Buffy were in the crowd, half-watching, half-dancing.
"Yo, hot damn, Doc a jam like a summer show, I keep my car looking like a crash dummy drove, My gear look like the bank got my money froze, For dead presidents I pimp like Huddy roll, Doc the one that excite ya divas, If the media shine, I'm shining with both of the sleeves up, Yo Trina, better hop in here, My block live and in color, like Rodman hair, The club is packed, the bar is filled, I'm waiting for sister to act, like Lauryn Hill, Frankly, it's a rap, no bargain deals, I drive a four wheel ride with foreign wheels," Royce continued dancing with Trina as he rapped. Buffy really wasn't paying attention to them anymore, she was paying attention to Chuck paying attention.
Trina noticed from on stage as she continued to sing, which she was absolutely great at. Trina had been dancing since she was three and singing since she could talk, and she knew that if it wasn't for her destiny, performing would be what she would be doing the rest of her life. Chuck knew, Royce and Buffy didn't, and even Chuck had found out on accident. When the music to Dirrty faded out Royce and Trina left the stage and reentered the crowed and found Chuck and Buffy.
"What up Chica and Chuckie you two ready to roll out?" Trina asked, she was still pumped from the performance.
"Coffee?" Chuck suggested.
"Starbucks." Buffy told them, she wasn't tired although it was two thirty A.M., and she just wanted some coffee. The four of them left Toxic and started to where Royce had parked. As they walked down the still crowded streets of Los Angeles Buffy noticed that Trina was looking around suspiciously and thinking, Buffy couldn't tell what about but she could tell it was important.
Trina's arm slid off of Royce and she whispered something in his ear and slipped into an alleyway. Buffy's hazel eyes tried to follow her friend, but she was moving to quickly.
Trina pulled a stake out from her boot when she got to the back of the alleyway, she spun around, "Why are you following me?" She asked with the stake behind her back. Standing directly in front of her was a tall, pale man with bleached hair dressed in all black.
He pulled Trina's leather wallet out of his long, black leather duster and held it out toward her, "You left this in the club." He blinked.
Trina snatched the wallet from him, "I know damn well I didn't leave it Spike." She snarled. "You never were as good at covering up shit like Angel was." Trina smiled evilly.
"And you know damn well not to compare me to that bloody poofter." Spike said, pinning Trina against the wall.
"It's nothing for me to turn you to ashes." She grimaced; she knocked Spike back and stuck her stake back in her boot.
"It's nothing for me to drink you dry." Spike growled.
"If you could, you would have by now." Trina growled right back. She pushed past him back out of the alley and walked toward Royce's Mercedes.
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Four espressos later the four friends returned to there apartment. Buffy and Royce went to their rooms and actually went to bed, Trina and Chuck pretended to but climbed out their windows and were back on the ground in less than ten minutes. Trina was wearing the same outfit, minus the hat and she was more than itching to kill something. When Chuck made it down to the front of the apartment buildings, Trina was bouncing on the balls of her feet waiting for him. "Charles are you ready to go?" She smiled.
"For once in my life I would like to be able to sleep, but hey what's my sleeping compared to killing evil with my best friend?" Chuck smiled back.
"That's what I like to hear." She nodded, and the two started off.
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Buffy had put on some tight track pants and a white tank top and crawled into bed, by the time Chuck and Trina were gone she was asleep and dreaming.
"Buffy, can you hear me?" A redheaded girl that was crouched down beside the bed Buffy was on asked. "You probably can't but I want to talk anyway." She said, she then sat down beside her. "We got the evil dorks, they are in jail now. Spike helped us get them, it was really funny too I wish you could have been there. It's like you disappeared. We all really miss you Buffy, Giles says that maybe one day you'll wake up, I hope it's soon, Spike left a week ago and hasn't come back. We really need a Slayer back in Sunnydale." The redheaded girl smiled warmly.
Buffy Summers woke up sweating heavily in the apartment she had been living in since she started college. That dream freaked the blonde out, she needed to talk to someone. Buffy got out of bed and left her room, she went through the living room and went to Trina's door and knocked softly, no reply.
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"He really has serious stalker issues." Chuck agreed as the two walked past and L.A. graveyard.
"I know, and he doesn't get that I never wanted him. Ever since his old chick left him a couple years ago, the stupid vampire won't leave me alone, the phone calls the letters. If I knew he wasn't dead I'd call the cops." Trina said as her gray eyes darted over the graveyard.
"Next time you see him, I suggest a dusty ending." Chuck said.
Trina didn't reply, she just continued to walk beside Chuck past the graveyard when something caught her eye. She stopped walking and so did Chuck, she nodded slightly to her right where someone was standing. They both started to walk noiselessly toward the figure, he turned around to face Chuck and Trina alert and then, realizing who it was, relaxed.
"Hey Chuck, Trina." He smiled. He was about as tall as Chuck with a shaved head, dark skin and baggy clothes.
"What up bro?" Trina hugged her twin brother, Charles Gunn.
"Nothin, waiting for some evil dead to rise so I can kill it and go home." He replied, then leaning against a tall oak tree.
"You go on back, I can take care of it, I've been itching to kill something anyway, and I'd love to take this one off your hands." Trina smiled.
"Thanks sis." Gunn smiled. He walked back to his old pickup parked at the corner, and waved before getting in and driving off.
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Buffy knocked a third time before twisting the knob, it was locked. 'Oh well I guess she's already asleep.' Buffy thought before reluctantly returning to her own room, fearing about what would happen if she went back to sleep.
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A/N: And that was Chapter 2, Hope yas enjoyed it. Chapter 3 will b up soon. Please Review, XOXO Charlize.