Author: Emba
Disclaimer: How many ways can I say this....'Not mine', 'Isn't mine', 'Will never be mine', 'Joss is evil'...
Authors Note: The italics is a flashback, and if somehow my stupid computer doesn't work and nothing is in italics, then the words between these thingeys ' ' is a flash back. Enjoy the chapter! I tried my best!
Author Note#2: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. It's been tough because my muse is fried...maybe it's because of the heat....Anyways, PLEASE review or I will no longer have the will to write...or, type in this case...
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Weeks go by, every one slower than the last. My birthday is soon approaching! Which means presents! Lots and lots! And since it's my eighteenth, I'm expecting big ones. And hopefully no more pets.
After our movie fest, Angel and I fell asleep on my bed. It was one of the most awkward things that ever happened and I remember it vividly...
'I wake up to the sound of labored breathing next to me. Which instantly brings up the question of: What the hell is that?
I sit up and find Angel in a deep sleep next to me and all the memories of last night rain down on me. We both fell asleep watching 'Titanic'... and who wouldn't? It's pretty damn long, if you ask me. Still a good movie, but long.
Yawning, I stretch and look around my room, catching a glimpse at my clock and-- OH CRAP!!! School is starting in about 10 minutes!! Good job, Buff. Way to forget you had your second day of school!
I nudge Angel and he mumbles something like, "I dwana go toschool, Mom." I finally begin to shake him and his eyes flutter open. He remains quiet for a moment, studying me as if I were some ghost. "What are you doing in my room?" He asks finally and I sigh. I jump out of my bed and look through my closet, trying to find something to wear.
I look back, expecting Angel to be gone.
I expected wrong.
"Angel! Go home and get dressed! I'll pick you up in like...3 minutes." He slowly gets up and moves lazily over to the door. Oh, I remember this Angel very well. This is Morning Angel. This is when Angel can only say 4 words and those words are probably, 'Buff, what's for breakfast?' How do I know this? Well, Angel has slept over here many times, and he only *truly* wakes up after he's eaten breakfast.'
After that I threw on an outfit, smoothed my messed up hair, and left a note for my mom (who was no where to be found) saying I took the car. And she didn't mind...Who am I kidding?! She was stark raving mad for about a week afterwards. But, I gave her that cute little pout o' mine and it all just washed away.
Practically.
Almost.
Not really... But, I do give a good pout!
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"Buffy, you're birthday's coming soon! What kind of present do you want?" Willow asked me excitedly, as we sat on a table outside school. Free period always meant lounging around campus somewhere.
I shrug, trying desperately to hold in all the things that could just burst out of my mouth any minute. Willow has a good taste in clothes, and she knows what I like so, I trust her. But that doesn't mean I don't want to explain every detail of every outfit on my mind that I'm dying to get on my birthday!
Xander smirks and snickers a bit. "Anything with a high price tag, Will." He says, teasing me.
I glare at him, "Ha ha. Very funny Xander. Does that mean I won't be getting anything from you for my birthday?" Oooh I'm good!
Now he gets defensive. "Hey! I'm not *that* broke! I have a little money here...and there."
Willow giggles, bobbing her red head as she laughs. "Oh really? Then how come *I* had to pay for your food at Happy Burger yesterday? And on that note, how come you eat so much?"
Xander does eat alot. It seems to me all men eat a lot. Hence Angel eating half of my pizza weeks ago.
"Yeah, why is that? I mean, you and Angel are perpetually hungry. I don't get it." I comment, gazing at a silent Angel thoroughly. He looks up at my and shrugs. "We just do." Did I ever mention Angel can be *very* vague?
"Thank you for clearing that up for me." I mutter sarcastically.
He smirks at me. "Anytime."
Ah, how wonderful it is to see Angel smirk. It's like this sexy smile that always seems to satisfy me.... I meant that in a good satisfaction and not in a gross way. Really. No gross things happening in my mind...
"So kiddies, we Bronzin' it tonight or what?" Xander question cut sharply in to my thoughts... Thank GOD because sooner or later my blush would've been too hard to hide.
Willow glanced away, pondering about tonight. "I can come. I already studied for that chem. test and I'm raring to go!" She chirped happily. Angel nodded, although his answer was not as enthusiastic as Willows was, "I guess I can go."
Xander glanced at me and I smiled, "Sure, I'm in."
"Okay, great. Say...8:30.. Oh crap!! I can't come tonight. My parents want our family to greet the new neighbors because the last ones hated us and now they want at least *one* neighbor to like us." Xander grumbles.
Willow looks at Xander intently from her spot on the table. "Wait... isn't that family that's moving in next door to you rich? I mean, rich rich. Like... 'I-can-buy-anything-I-want-because-I'm-so-rich'...rich."
Xander instantly perks up, "Oooh, me likey the money... But, I bet they're all snooty and won't give me a penny of it."
Angel chuckles harshly, and glances up from the spot on the grass he's been staring at. Sheesh! Why can't he just stare at ME instead? I think I'm a little more interesting that grass. Or at least I hope. "You were expecting that they'd just *give* you money? For no reason?"
Xander shrugs and smiles. "No. I just thought it'd be cool to have rich next door neighbors."
We all snicker at that, before the bell rings and we run back in to the building.
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The day ticked by, and Willow, Angel and I decided to still go to the Bronze tonight, despite the lack of Xander, who usually is our entertainment.
Willow told me to wear my, quote, "sexiest outfit" end quote. I instantly asked, why, and to that she replied, "Scott will be there." Then, Willow abruptly ended the conversation, and went home.
Scott Hope. Who, Willow says, has had a crush on me since junior high. Don't you think I'd NOTICE if someone had a crush on me? I think Willow's a little delusional when it comes to this stuff.
Anyway, back to Scott. He's good looking, he's a little taller than me, he's got nice brown hair and....his eyes are... I forget, but his eyes are probably pretty...uh, cool... I guess. Fact is, I don't know much about Scott. He's just a guy who's been in the same school as I have for...practically all of my life.
I decided to wear one of my favorite dresses, that fits in all the right places... and Angel has commented on it quite a few times. Oh yes, I'm planning on turning up the seduction tonight!
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The Bronze was packed with lots of hormone driven teenagers. Like always. I glance around for Willow, and not for Angel because Angel tends to be late for everything. He *may* show up at 9:00 and it would be a part of the norm. He just doesn't change.
"Buffy! Over here!" I spin around to find Willow waving at me. And talking to Scott Hope. Oh. Dear. God.
I walk slowly toward the table they are sitting at and I stare hard at Willow. She beams at me and says excitedly, "Buffy, look who's here." She gestures to Scott, who looks at me uncomfortably. I smile my best, and we exchange our "hi, how are you"'s.
Willow obviously *doesn't* understand how very strange this situation is or HOW I'M GIVING HER THE EVIL EYE! And I'm known for my evil eye...well, not really, but Angel always says I could kill people with my glare. And believe me, I'm trying.
She smiles at me and offers me the seat next to her, before plunging in to a conversation about how I'm VERY single and I have no romantic interests. Thank you, Will. I'm touched.
"Anyway, Buffy isn't dating anyone at the moment." She pauses, and takes a good look at Scott. "Are you, Scott?" He shakes his head and shrugs. "No, uh, not right now. There's only one person I'm really interested in."
Willow raises a red brow, and says, "Oh really?" Then, smiles, and says hurriedly, "I gotta go! My friend...over there, is calling...me." She scurries away leaving Scott and I. Alone. With nothing to talk about.
Goodie.
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"So, then, he says, 'Not today you won't.'" Scott says, finishing up a hilarious joke. I giggle at the punch line, amazed at how funny Scott, the usually silent man can be.
Well, this is surprising. I'm actually *enjoying* this set up Willow has began. Scott is actually really, really, nice and very cute.
"That was *so* funny. I didn't know that I could laugh that hard at one joke." I say, taking a sip of my drink. Scott blushes, and smiles meekly at me. "I try." He says, modestly.
Just then, Angel walks up to our table, obviously just arriving. "Hey." He says to me, and then turns to Scott and looks back to me, his brow furrowed. "What's going on?"
"Nothing. I'm just talking to Scott. You know Scott, right?" I answer him.
He nods slowly, then narrows his eyes at Scott. "Yeah, we have a few classes together."
Scott also nods and figets nervously. "Yeah we, uh, do..." He says, avoiding Angel's gaze. Angel's *angry* gaze.
What the hell is going on here?
"Buffy, I kind of wanted to ask you something." Scott says to me. I nod and look to Angel, "Angel, I think Willow's calling you." I lie.
He shakes his head. "No she's not."
"Scott wants to ask me something why don't you *go*." I bite out. He shakes his brown head again. "Whatever he needs to say he can say in front of me."
I sigh and turn back to Scott. "Sorry. What were you going to ask me?"
"Would you want to... I mean, would you like to umm...Go out--On, a date...sometime? With me, of course."
Can't say I wasn't expecting that.
Willow probably pressured him in to it. Oh crap.
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Sorry I haven't updated in a while!! And sorry again because this is a cliffhanger and I probably won't be update until next week sometime, seeing as I'm heading down the shore this week! Yay! But, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and REVIEW PLEASE, PLEASE, *PLEASE*!! I live for it, if you haven't noticed. Oh yes, and a million special thank yous to those who review last time: Shahid, Nicole, immaturelittlegirl, Maleah Daila (or now known as Tutu), Tariq, Angel Davis, lilyanneb (and don't worry, b/a will soon be added in), TK, Meg, Fanficer Lore, and Buffy/Friends fan (and yes it is the year 2003) I want to say one more thing: I'm adding in two characters that were requested a lot, but I do need help with one: Doyle. You see, I did not watch Angel season one much, so if you could e-mail me at EmAngel10@aol.com or review with some tips on Doyle's personality or something's he says or whatever. It'd be a BIG help thanks so much!
Disclaimer: How many ways can I say this....'Not mine', 'Isn't mine', 'Will never be mine', 'Joss is evil'...
Authors Note: The italics is a flashback, and if somehow my stupid computer doesn't work and nothing is in italics, then the words between these thingeys ' ' is a flash back. Enjoy the chapter! I tried my best!
Author Note#2: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. It's been tough because my muse is fried...maybe it's because of the heat....Anyways, PLEASE review or I will no longer have the will to write...or, type in this case...
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Weeks go by, every one slower than the last. My birthday is soon approaching! Which means presents! Lots and lots! And since it's my eighteenth, I'm expecting big ones. And hopefully no more pets.
After our movie fest, Angel and I fell asleep on my bed. It was one of the most awkward things that ever happened and I remember it vividly...
'I wake up to the sound of labored breathing next to me. Which instantly brings up the question of: What the hell is that?
I sit up and find Angel in a deep sleep next to me and all the memories of last night rain down on me. We both fell asleep watching 'Titanic'... and who wouldn't? It's pretty damn long, if you ask me. Still a good movie, but long.
Yawning, I stretch and look around my room, catching a glimpse at my clock and-- OH CRAP!!! School is starting in about 10 minutes!! Good job, Buff. Way to forget you had your second day of school!
I nudge Angel and he mumbles something like, "I dwana go toschool, Mom." I finally begin to shake him and his eyes flutter open. He remains quiet for a moment, studying me as if I were some ghost. "What are you doing in my room?" He asks finally and I sigh. I jump out of my bed and look through my closet, trying to find something to wear.
I look back, expecting Angel to be gone.
I expected wrong.
"Angel! Go home and get dressed! I'll pick you up in like...3 minutes." He slowly gets up and moves lazily over to the door. Oh, I remember this Angel very well. This is Morning Angel. This is when Angel can only say 4 words and those words are probably, 'Buff, what's for breakfast?' How do I know this? Well, Angel has slept over here many times, and he only *truly* wakes up after he's eaten breakfast.'
After that I threw on an outfit, smoothed my messed up hair, and left a note for my mom (who was no where to be found) saying I took the car. And she didn't mind...Who am I kidding?! She was stark raving mad for about a week afterwards. But, I gave her that cute little pout o' mine and it all just washed away.
Practically.
Almost.
Not really... But, I do give a good pout!
*
"Buffy, you're birthday's coming soon! What kind of present do you want?" Willow asked me excitedly, as we sat on a table outside school. Free period always meant lounging around campus somewhere.
I shrug, trying desperately to hold in all the things that could just burst out of my mouth any minute. Willow has a good taste in clothes, and she knows what I like so, I trust her. But that doesn't mean I don't want to explain every detail of every outfit on my mind that I'm dying to get on my birthday!
Xander smirks and snickers a bit. "Anything with a high price tag, Will." He says, teasing me.
I glare at him, "Ha ha. Very funny Xander. Does that mean I won't be getting anything from you for my birthday?" Oooh I'm good!
Now he gets defensive. "Hey! I'm not *that* broke! I have a little money here...and there."
Willow giggles, bobbing her red head as she laughs. "Oh really? Then how come *I* had to pay for your food at Happy Burger yesterday? And on that note, how come you eat so much?"
Xander does eat alot. It seems to me all men eat a lot. Hence Angel eating half of my pizza weeks ago.
"Yeah, why is that? I mean, you and Angel are perpetually hungry. I don't get it." I comment, gazing at a silent Angel thoroughly. He looks up at my and shrugs. "We just do." Did I ever mention Angel can be *very* vague?
"Thank you for clearing that up for me." I mutter sarcastically.
He smirks at me. "Anytime."
Ah, how wonderful it is to see Angel smirk. It's like this sexy smile that always seems to satisfy me.... I meant that in a good satisfaction and not in a gross way. Really. No gross things happening in my mind...
"So kiddies, we Bronzin' it tonight or what?" Xander question cut sharply in to my thoughts... Thank GOD because sooner or later my blush would've been too hard to hide.
Willow glanced away, pondering about tonight. "I can come. I already studied for that chem. test and I'm raring to go!" She chirped happily. Angel nodded, although his answer was not as enthusiastic as Willows was, "I guess I can go."
Xander glanced at me and I smiled, "Sure, I'm in."
"Okay, great. Say...8:30.. Oh crap!! I can't come tonight. My parents want our family to greet the new neighbors because the last ones hated us and now they want at least *one* neighbor to like us." Xander grumbles.
Willow looks at Xander intently from her spot on the table. "Wait... isn't that family that's moving in next door to you rich? I mean, rich rich. Like... 'I-can-buy-anything-I-want-because-I'm-so-rich'...rich."
Xander instantly perks up, "Oooh, me likey the money... But, I bet they're all snooty and won't give me a penny of it."
Angel chuckles harshly, and glances up from the spot on the grass he's been staring at. Sheesh! Why can't he just stare at ME instead? I think I'm a little more interesting that grass. Or at least I hope. "You were expecting that they'd just *give* you money? For no reason?"
Xander shrugs and smiles. "No. I just thought it'd be cool to have rich next door neighbors."
We all snicker at that, before the bell rings and we run back in to the building.
*
The day ticked by, and Willow, Angel and I decided to still go to the Bronze tonight, despite the lack of Xander, who usually is our entertainment.
Willow told me to wear my, quote, "sexiest outfit" end quote. I instantly asked, why, and to that she replied, "Scott will be there." Then, Willow abruptly ended the conversation, and went home.
Scott Hope. Who, Willow says, has had a crush on me since junior high. Don't you think I'd NOTICE if someone had a crush on me? I think Willow's a little delusional when it comes to this stuff.
Anyway, back to Scott. He's good looking, he's a little taller than me, he's got nice brown hair and....his eyes are... I forget, but his eyes are probably pretty...uh, cool... I guess. Fact is, I don't know much about Scott. He's just a guy who's been in the same school as I have for...practically all of my life.
I decided to wear one of my favorite dresses, that fits in all the right places... and Angel has commented on it quite a few times. Oh yes, I'm planning on turning up the seduction tonight!
*
The Bronze was packed with lots of hormone driven teenagers. Like always. I glance around for Willow, and not for Angel because Angel tends to be late for everything. He *may* show up at 9:00 and it would be a part of the norm. He just doesn't change.
"Buffy! Over here!" I spin around to find Willow waving at me. And talking to Scott Hope. Oh. Dear. God.
I walk slowly toward the table they are sitting at and I stare hard at Willow. She beams at me and says excitedly, "Buffy, look who's here." She gestures to Scott, who looks at me uncomfortably. I smile my best, and we exchange our "hi, how are you"'s.
Willow obviously *doesn't* understand how very strange this situation is or HOW I'M GIVING HER THE EVIL EYE! And I'm known for my evil eye...well, not really, but Angel always says I could kill people with my glare. And believe me, I'm trying.
She smiles at me and offers me the seat next to her, before plunging in to a conversation about how I'm VERY single and I have no romantic interests. Thank you, Will. I'm touched.
"Anyway, Buffy isn't dating anyone at the moment." She pauses, and takes a good look at Scott. "Are you, Scott?" He shakes his head and shrugs. "No, uh, not right now. There's only one person I'm really interested in."
Willow raises a red brow, and says, "Oh really?" Then, smiles, and says hurriedly, "I gotta go! My friend...over there, is calling...me." She scurries away leaving Scott and I. Alone. With nothing to talk about.
Goodie.
*
"So, then, he says, 'Not today you won't.'" Scott says, finishing up a hilarious joke. I giggle at the punch line, amazed at how funny Scott, the usually silent man can be.
Well, this is surprising. I'm actually *enjoying* this set up Willow has began. Scott is actually really, really, nice and very cute.
"That was *so* funny. I didn't know that I could laugh that hard at one joke." I say, taking a sip of my drink. Scott blushes, and smiles meekly at me. "I try." He says, modestly.
Just then, Angel walks up to our table, obviously just arriving. "Hey." He says to me, and then turns to Scott and looks back to me, his brow furrowed. "What's going on?"
"Nothing. I'm just talking to Scott. You know Scott, right?" I answer him.
He nods slowly, then narrows his eyes at Scott. "Yeah, we have a few classes together."
Scott also nods and figets nervously. "Yeah we, uh, do..." He says, avoiding Angel's gaze. Angel's *angry* gaze.
What the hell is going on here?
"Buffy, I kind of wanted to ask you something." Scott says to me. I nod and look to Angel, "Angel, I think Willow's calling you." I lie.
He shakes his head. "No she's not."
"Scott wants to ask me something why don't you *go*." I bite out. He shakes his brown head again. "Whatever he needs to say he can say in front of me."
I sigh and turn back to Scott. "Sorry. What were you going to ask me?"
"Would you want to... I mean, would you like to umm...Go out--On, a date...sometime? With me, of course."
Can't say I wasn't expecting that.
Willow probably pressured him in to it. Oh crap.
*
Sorry I haven't updated in a while!! And sorry again because this is a cliffhanger and I probably won't be update until next week sometime, seeing as I'm heading down the shore this week! Yay! But, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and REVIEW PLEASE, PLEASE, *PLEASE*!! I live for it, if you haven't noticed. Oh yes, and a million special thank yous to those who review last time: Shahid, Nicole, immaturelittlegirl, Maleah Daila (or now known as Tutu), Tariq, Angel Davis, lilyanneb (and don't worry, b/a will soon be added in), TK, Meg, Fanficer Lore, and Buffy/Friends fan (and yes it is the year 2003) I want to say one more thing: I'm adding in two characters that were requested a lot, but I do need help with one: Doyle. You see, I did not watch Angel season one much, so if you could e-mail me at EmAngel10@aol.com or review with some tips on Doyle's personality or something's he says or whatever. It'd be a BIG help thanks so much!