Mom started making dinner for the two of us at 6:00 and I decided that the
best way to go about getting her to trust me as well as go out was not to
sneak out and lie but to be really, really nice and then ask.
I walked into the kitchen and offered to make a salad to go with dinner. She smiled at me and said yes, that would be lovely. We worked together well but talked too. She told me about her day at the gallery and I avoided telling her about mine. Instead I said that I thought it would be a lot of fun working there.
"Do you want to come and work part-time for me?" mom asked. "You could if you want, we work well together and we always need a bit of extra help. Besides, I was thinking you might want to get a job soon anyway."
"That would be fantastic mom, thankyou." No more was said about it after that and we enjoyed our dinner in peace. That is, until I had to ask her if I could defy my grounding and go out.
"Hey mom," I started, afraid of what she might say.
"Yes sweetie?"
"I know I'm grounded, but a friend invited me to go and see their band tonight and I was wondering if I could go. I promise I won't stay out too late and as soon as I get back I will continue with being grounded. Also, I will be really good, I swear."
Once I had finished my attempt at convincing her I saw mom milling the facts over in her brain. One half of her wanted to be firm with grounding me and the other was fighting it, thinking that I hardly ever went out with friends so it would be a good thing for me. After much deliberation she said no, quite firmly.
Damn. I thought I was in with a good chance. What do I do now? I have to go; she's left me with only one choice: sneak out.
I picked up the dishes and went into the kitchen to wash them. I pulled up my sleeves and then quickly pulled them down again. Mom can't find out about the cut. Instead I put on some long rubber gloves to wash the dishes with.
When I was done with the dishes it was 7:15 and I needed to figure out how to get out of the house. I went upstairs and into my room. I lay on my bed and closed my eyes, coaxing myself into it. I gotta just do it; I have to go, or Spike is gunna hate me.
Just then my mom knocked on the door. Shit, now I'm going to be slowed down. She came in and sat down on a chair in the corner of my room without saying anything. Then she sighed and began to speak.
"Ok Buffy, I have been thinking and have decided that you can gout tonight. But you must be back by midnight and the rest of this weekend and all of next week you will not go anywhere and you can start working everyday after school at my antique store. If I find out you skip any more classes you will sorely regret it ok?"
"Thank-you mom," I replied. Then, I jumped up and gave her a hug.
"Ok, but I am way too good to you." She said smiling.
Yes! I have regained her trust in me. I love my mom so much. I wish I could talk to her about what matters but she just wouldn't understand it.
I walked up to the entrance of The Bronze; it was a pretty small, dingy looking place, but then again, you couldn't expect much from a town this size. I checked my watch and then cast my eyes over the crowd in search of Spike. I saw him leaning against a wall near the entrance chatting to a group of people.
I observed them for awhile before going over. There were three other guys and two girls. One girl seemed very outgoing. She had deep brown hair which was loosely curled and wore a lot of black leather. She was chatting with the other guys whereas the second girl was hanging back and just listening. She had straight reddish brown hair and her attitude reminded me a lot of Willow.
Realising I had been just standing there I figured I better go over so I did and once I was only a meter away Spike saw me and waved. He introduced me to the people: Oz, Xander, and Zach were the guys and the girl with brown hair was Faith while the red-head was Kit. I said hi to them all and then Spike said that I should go in with Faith and Kit while he and the others went to set up.
We entered the crowded room and as soon as we got a little way in Kit announced she was getting drinks for us all. That left Faith and I to find a table with a view. Straight away she was asking questions.
"So you go to school with Spike hey, what year are you in?"
"Eleven," I replied quietly. I felt really shy around people I didn't know that well and especially shy around Faith because she was so loud.
"Oh!" She said, surprised. "I thought you were the same age as Spike. That's cool. So, I haven't seen you around here before, where do you hang out?"
Faith had so much enthusiasm that it got me interested in whatever she had to say even it she was just blabbering about nothing in particular. I told her that I didn't really 'hang out' anywhere these days and just laughed a little.
Soon enough Kit was back with three beers. I almost let my mouth drop open but quickly prevented it. I was expecting a soft drink or water or something, not alcohol, but they were in college after all. I took the beer that she handed me and we sat down just as the band were starting to tune up.
During their first song we just sat there drinking and chatting about when I used to live in L.A, what courses they were doing at college and what we all had planned for the rest of the weekend. At that point I left out the fact that I was grounded and said nothing much.
"Spike really likes you Buffy, I saw the way he looked at you when you arrived," Faith told me matter-of-factly.
"Bullshit!" I said laughing, "As if!"
"It's true," Kit agreed.
That shut me up. I changed the subject and suggested that we should go and dance. Faith and Kit unanimously decided that was a great idea so we pushed our way through the crowd to near the front of the stage to dance.
The music that the boys' were playing was great. The steady beat kept us moving constantly, making everyone tired and sweaty but still enjoying themselves enormously. Faith was dancing her heart out in the middle of a circle while Kit and I just laughed and danced around the edges.
Once the bands' set finished they jumped off stage and Spike grabbed me around the waist. I told him they were fantastic and he just smiled and asked for the next dance. We danced together until 11:30 when I realised I should probably get home. Faith protested my leaving but when I said I really did have to she got my number so that she could call me when they next go out. I smiled and told her that would be great. Then I walked out of The Bronze feeling totally happy for once. Life was getting...better.
A/N: Hey! Another update! Yay! It has only been about one week so that is a record for me! Oh, unfortunately, I majorly screwed up the last chapter. Some things were not as they were meant to be, wrong names and stuff. Apologies to all for that, I am very embarrassed but it's all fixed now.
Also, I just want to say a few things to the reviewer who calls themselves "Disappointed" and to anyone else who thinks that the cutting part of this story wasn't very good. First, no, I have had no personal cutting experiences however I did TRY and research it however my sources were not very helpful. Also, I did rush it a little bit and I have decided that I am going to re-post all the chapters when I am finished with the story with added bits and more 'feeling' in it. Please stop sending reviews about how bad that part is: move on ok? I know it wasn't the best I could possibly do and I'm sorry.
To my reviewers: Lozzi1403, spikesbabyblues, Me-Spike-4eva, Susan Pero, Anon., meh, rae717, hells-angel01, unforgiven mistress, Chantel, SlayKitten91, spikesqueen, Dissapointed and Spikelover213, you are all fantastic for reading!! Thanks a lot.
I walked into the kitchen and offered to make a salad to go with dinner. She smiled at me and said yes, that would be lovely. We worked together well but talked too. She told me about her day at the gallery and I avoided telling her about mine. Instead I said that I thought it would be a lot of fun working there.
"Do you want to come and work part-time for me?" mom asked. "You could if you want, we work well together and we always need a bit of extra help. Besides, I was thinking you might want to get a job soon anyway."
"That would be fantastic mom, thankyou." No more was said about it after that and we enjoyed our dinner in peace. That is, until I had to ask her if I could defy my grounding and go out.
"Hey mom," I started, afraid of what she might say.
"Yes sweetie?"
"I know I'm grounded, but a friend invited me to go and see their band tonight and I was wondering if I could go. I promise I won't stay out too late and as soon as I get back I will continue with being grounded. Also, I will be really good, I swear."
Once I had finished my attempt at convincing her I saw mom milling the facts over in her brain. One half of her wanted to be firm with grounding me and the other was fighting it, thinking that I hardly ever went out with friends so it would be a good thing for me. After much deliberation she said no, quite firmly.
Damn. I thought I was in with a good chance. What do I do now? I have to go; she's left me with only one choice: sneak out.
I picked up the dishes and went into the kitchen to wash them. I pulled up my sleeves and then quickly pulled them down again. Mom can't find out about the cut. Instead I put on some long rubber gloves to wash the dishes with.
When I was done with the dishes it was 7:15 and I needed to figure out how to get out of the house. I went upstairs and into my room. I lay on my bed and closed my eyes, coaxing myself into it. I gotta just do it; I have to go, or Spike is gunna hate me.
Just then my mom knocked on the door. Shit, now I'm going to be slowed down. She came in and sat down on a chair in the corner of my room without saying anything. Then she sighed and began to speak.
"Ok Buffy, I have been thinking and have decided that you can gout tonight. But you must be back by midnight and the rest of this weekend and all of next week you will not go anywhere and you can start working everyday after school at my antique store. If I find out you skip any more classes you will sorely regret it ok?"
"Thank-you mom," I replied. Then, I jumped up and gave her a hug.
"Ok, but I am way too good to you." She said smiling.
Yes! I have regained her trust in me. I love my mom so much. I wish I could talk to her about what matters but she just wouldn't understand it.
I walked up to the entrance of The Bronze; it was a pretty small, dingy looking place, but then again, you couldn't expect much from a town this size. I checked my watch and then cast my eyes over the crowd in search of Spike. I saw him leaning against a wall near the entrance chatting to a group of people.
I observed them for awhile before going over. There were three other guys and two girls. One girl seemed very outgoing. She had deep brown hair which was loosely curled and wore a lot of black leather. She was chatting with the other guys whereas the second girl was hanging back and just listening. She had straight reddish brown hair and her attitude reminded me a lot of Willow.
Realising I had been just standing there I figured I better go over so I did and once I was only a meter away Spike saw me and waved. He introduced me to the people: Oz, Xander, and Zach were the guys and the girl with brown hair was Faith while the red-head was Kit. I said hi to them all and then Spike said that I should go in with Faith and Kit while he and the others went to set up.
We entered the crowded room and as soon as we got a little way in Kit announced she was getting drinks for us all. That left Faith and I to find a table with a view. Straight away she was asking questions.
"So you go to school with Spike hey, what year are you in?"
"Eleven," I replied quietly. I felt really shy around people I didn't know that well and especially shy around Faith because she was so loud.
"Oh!" She said, surprised. "I thought you were the same age as Spike. That's cool. So, I haven't seen you around here before, where do you hang out?"
Faith had so much enthusiasm that it got me interested in whatever she had to say even it she was just blabbering about nothing in particular. I told her that I didn't really 'hang out' anywhere these days and just laughed a little.
Soon enough Kit was back with three beers. I almost let my mouth drop open but quickly prevented it. I was expecting a soft drink or water or something, not alcohol, but they were in college after all. I took the beer that she handed me and we sat down just as the band were starting to tune up.
During their first song we just sat there drinking and chatting about when I used to live in L.A, what courses they were doing at college and what we all had planned for the rest of the weekend. At that point I left out the fact that I was grounded and said nothing much.
"Spike really likes you Buffy, I saw the way he looked at you when you arrived," Faith told me matter-of-factly.
"Bullshit!" I said laughing, "As if!"
"It's true," Kit agreed.
That shut me up. I changed the subject and suggested that we should go and dance. Faith and Kit unanimously decided that was a great idea so we pushed our way through the crowd to near the front of the stage to dance.
The music that the boys' were playing was great. The steady beat kept us moving constantly, making everyone tired and sweaty but still enjoying themselves enormously. Faith was dancing her heart out in the middle of a circle while Kit and I just laughed and danced around the edges.
Once the bands' set finished they jumped off stage and Spike grabbed me around the waist. I told him they were fantastic and he just smiled and asked for the next dance. We danced together until 11:30 when I realised I should probably get home. Faith protested my leaving but when I said I really did have to she got my number so that she could call me when they next go out. I smiled and told her that would be great. Then I walked out of The Bronze feeling totally happy for once. Life was getting...better.
A/N: Hey! Another update! Yay! It has only been about one week so that is a record for me! Oh, unfortunately, I majorly screwed up the last chapter. Some things were not as they were meant to be, wrong names and stuff. Apologies to all for that, I am very embarrassed but it's all fixed now.
Also, I just want to say a few things to the reviewer who calls themselves "Disappointed" and to anyone else who thinks that the cutting part of this story wasn't very good. First, no, I have had no personal cutting experiences however I did TRY and research it however my sources were not very helpful. Also, I did rush it a little bit and I have decided that I am going to re-post all the chapters when I am finished with the story with added bits and more 'feeling' in it. Please stop sending reviews about how bad that part is: move on ok? I know it wasn't the best I could possibly do and I'm sorry.
To my reviewers: Lozzi1403, spikesbabyblues, Me-Spike-4eva, Susan Pero, Anon., meh, rae717, hells-angel01, unforgiven mistress, Chantel, SlayKitten91, spikesqueen, Dissapointed and Spikelover213, you are all fantastic for reading!! Thanks a lot.