Daydreamer
Disclaimer: Joss was sitting 'round a campfire, telling the kiddies spoilers for his upcoming shows, when he mentioned for only the hundredth time, "I own everything Buffy! So don't you dare try to steal my work!"
A small girl raised her hand and said, "Sir, with all do respect. I am fully aware of all the stories about Buffy on the internet. Every story I have read so far, has this thing, called a disclaimer. Everyone wants to make sure that the readers of their story know that you are the brains behind this brilliant TV show. And that they are only writing the stories for others enjoyment, and do not wish to be sued." Joss considered this for a moment before nodding and continuing with the story of the characters, occasionally being stopped to answer a question from the little ones.
A/N: Okay first thank you for the positive reviews (. And really sorry bout the chapter length. On my writing program they seem a lot longer. But, this chapter is definitely longer.
If there is a line of the following
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It means that the POV changes to different people and what not
Oh yeah, quick review (I decided to make it a little more complicated). A twisted love quadrilateral type thingie.Willow and Oz-out of the picture (they're a happy couple). Cordelia and Harmony both want Angel, but no one knows. or at least they haven't told anyone. Anya wants Xander, Xander wants Anya, but they have told no one. That's pretty much it. NO DEMONS/SLAYERS YET! This is set in the year 2002.
The First Day- Part Four
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Drusilla was daydreaming. She thought about how easily it would be to get Spike for herself and only herself, so she didn't notice when his eyes focused on Buffy. well, at least not until Harmony pointed it out to her. "Like she could ever have him. God, he is so much better than her," Glory sneered, emphasis on the 'her'.
"Shh," Dru cooed, glancing over at Angel slyly. "He may want her now, but my pet will come to me."
"Dru, I love you, but honestly, could you try to stop with cryptic talking and psychopathness?" Cordelia asked.
Dru laughed quietly, "Sorry." She continued her gazing at Spike, barely hearing what the others were saying.
"I know her plan," Glory exclaimed in a whisper. "By the looks of it, Angel is intrigued by Spike. If they become great friends and Dru gets Spike, she can eventually get Angel." Cordelia and Harmony just crossed their arms and stuck their noses into the air.
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"Spike, why don't you go sit next to Liam," Professor Walsh said as she pointed to a dark haired, broody looking poof. He nodded and sat down.
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Cafeteria
Buffy walked into the cafeteria, holding her tray of kitchen slop, an apple, and a soda. She saw Willow, Xander, and Oz and went to their table, plopping down. "He so was checking you out, Buff," Willow squealed.
"Pfft, yeah right." Buffy pouted.
"Buffster, don't tell me you actually like the bleached wonder!" Xander half asked, half stated in mortification.
"Well." He glared at her. "Hey, you're one to talk!" she became defensive. "You're always looking with puppy eyes after that girl, brunette, in Dru's click, likes money, a lot. I think her name is Annie?"
"Anya!" he said. "Annie is a horrible name. But Anya." a dreamy look was plastered on his face.
"Ugh," Buffy groaned, pushing her tray away from her and smacking her forehead on the table, several times.
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After School
Buffy trudged into her house, closing the door softly behind her, dropping her house keys on the table next to the door. She heard heavy footsteps upstairs in her bedroom. She grabbed a baseball bat out of their closet and crept up the stairs, her hands tightening on the bat as she peered into her room to see Michael flipping through her CD's. She sighed and dropped the bat by her side, "Michael, what are you doing in my room?" she asked him in an annoyed tone.
"Looking through your CD's. Buffy you need to get some new music."
"Why, what's wrong with my music?"
"Well, nothing. If you like pop and latin. They are out now, sis."
"And what was it you had in mind?"
"Well. things like Sum 41, Blink 182, NOFX, Jack Johnson, Good Charlotte. Alternative music like that."
"Didn't you used to be into oldies?"
"Not oldies, classics. I still am, just like these guys to. But these guys bring new meaning to rock. I'll always love Hendrix and the Stones, but I need to broaden myself. I need more of a variety."
"Sure, yep," she said, feigning interest, with only a tad of sarcasm.
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That night-dinner table
Buffy, Michael, and Joyce sat at the table, eating spaghetti and ceaser salad.
"So dear, how was the first day of school?" Joyce asked Buffy curiously.
Buffy chewed thoughtfully, wondering what the best way was to describe Spike, and how deep she wanted to go with Michael within hearing range. "Well. the teachers seem nice. People have the same friends as last year. There's a new librarian, Mr. Giles, moved here from England. He seems nice. You'd probably like him, mom. He has a son, our grade, name is William.
"Is this 'William nice?" she questioned, noting how Buffy was trying to hide her dreamy tone.
". I don't know. He's pretty much the opposite of Mr. Giles. In fact, he hates the name William. Goes by Spike instead."
"Spike!" she exclaimed, part mortified, part intrigued.
"Yup, Spike. Bleached hair, gelled back, pale skin, incredible blue eyes, wears black clothes, English accent, leather duster. Has that se." she trailed off, glancing nervously at Michael who was staring at her with stony eyes.
"Has that se-what dear?" Joyce cut in.
"Has that silly bad boy look," she covered.
"Oh, maybe we should invite Mr. Giles and Spike over for dinner sometime."
Buffy's eyes widened comically, "What, no. Y-you can't!"
"And just why not, Buffy?" Joyce asked, confusion clouding her features.
"Yes, Buffy, why not?" asked Michael, his voice steely.
"Because. it's. embarrassing! I don't want my librarian and Spike." glanced at Michael again, "Who is so NOT my type, over for dinner!"
"No reason to get huffy, Buffy. It was just a suggestion," Joyce replied, taken aback by Buffy's nervousness, not noticing the scared glances she continuously sent in Michaels direction.
"I know," Buffy breathed guiltily, "It's just. first day jitters." There was an awkward silence for a minute, Buffy staring at the table, Joyce looking out the window, Michael studying Buffy. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Buffy asked, "May I please be excused? I have some studying to do for class tomorrow." Joyce nodded and watched as Buffy placed her empty dish in the sink and walked stiffly out of the room. Moments later footsteps were heard rushing up the stairs, then a door opening and closing.
A/N: Should I make Michael really threatening and intense, or just over- protective after the 'riley incident'?
Disclaimer: Joss was sitting 'round a campfire, telling the kiddies spoilers for his upcoming shows, when he mentioned for only the hundredth time, "I own everything Buffy! So don't you dare try to steal my work!"
A small girl raised her hand and said, "Sir, with all do respect. I am fully aware of all the stories about Buffy on the internet. Every story I have read so far, has this thing, called a disclaimer. Everyone wants to make sure that the readers of their story know that you are the brains behind this brilliant TV show. And that they are only writing the stories for others enjoyment, and do not wish to be sued." Joss considered this for a moment before nodding and continuing with the story of the characters, occasionally being stopped to answer a question from the little ones.
A/N: Okay first thank you for the positive reviews (. And really sorry bout the chapter length. On my writing program they seem a lot longer. But, this chapter is definitely longer.
If there is a line of the following
~~~~@~~~~@~~~@~~~@~~~@~~~~@~~~~@~~~~@
It means that the POV changes to different people and what not
Oh yeah, quick review (I decided to make it a little more complicated). A twisted love quadrilateral type thingie.Willow and Oz-out of the picture (they're a happy couple). Cordelia and Harmony both want Angel, but no one knows. or at least they haven't told anyone. Anya wants Xander, Xander wants Anya, but they have told no one. That's pretty much it. NO DEMONS/SLAYERS YET! This is set in the year 2002.
The First Day- Part Four
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Drusilla was daydreaming. She thought about how easily it would be to get Spike for herself and only herself, so she didn't notice when his eyes focused on Buffy. well, at least not until Harmony pointed it out to her. "Like she could ever have him. God, he is so much better than her," Glory sneered, emphasis on the 'her'.
"Shh," Dru cooed, glancing over at Angel slyly. "He may want her now, but my pet will come to me."
"Dru, I love you, but honestly, could you try to stop with cryptic talking and psychopathness?" Cordelia asked.
Dru laughed quietly, "Sorry." She continued her gazing at Spike, barely hearing what the others were saying.
"I know her plan," Glory exclaimed in a whisper. "By the looks of it, Angel is intrigued by Spike. If they become great friends and Dru gets Spike, she can eventually get Angel." Cordelia and Harmony just crossed their arms and stuck their noses into the air.
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"Spike, why don't you go sit next to Liam," Professor Walsh said as she pointed to a dark haired, broody looking poof. He nodded and sat down.
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Cafeteria
Buffy walked into the cafeteria, holding her tray of kitchen slop, an apple, and a soda. She saw Willow, Xander, and Oz and went to their table, plopping down. "He so was checking you out, Buff," Willow squealed.
"Pfft, yeah right." Buffy pouted.
"Buffster, don't tell me you actually like the bleached wonder!" Xander half asked, half stated in mortification.
"Well." He glared at her. "Hey, you're one to talk!" she became defensive. "You're always looking with puppy eyes after that girl, brunette, in Dru's click, likes money, a lot. I think her name is Annie?"
"Anya!" he said. "Annie is a horrible name. But Anya." a dreamy look was plastered on his face.
"Ugh," Buffy groaned, pushing her tray away from her and smacking her forehead on the table, several times.
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After School
Buffy trudged into her house, closing the door softly behind her, dropping her house keys on the table next to the door. She heard heavy footsteps upstairs in her bedroom. She grabbed a baseball bat out of their closet and crept up the stairs, her hands tightening on the bat as she peered into her room to see Michael flipping through her CD's. She sighed and dropped the bat by her side, "Michael, what are you doing in my room?" she asked him in an annoyed tone.
"Looking through your CD's. Buffy you need to get some new music."
"Why, what's wrong with my music?"
"Well, nothing. If you like pop and latin. They are out now, sis."
"And what was it you had in mind?"
"Well. things like Sum 41, Blink 182, NOFX, Jack Johnson, Good Charlotte. Alternative music like that."
"Didn't you used to be into oldies?"
"Not oldies, classics. I still am, just like these guys to. But these guys bring new meaning to rock. I'll always love Hendrix and the Stones, but I need to broaden myself. I need more of a variety."
"Sure, yep," she said, feigning interest, with only a tad of sarcasm.
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That night-dinner table
Buffy, Michael, and Joyce sat at the table, eating spaghetti and ceaser salad.
"So dear, how was the first day of school?" Joyce asked Buffy curiously.
Buffy chewed thoughtfully, wondering what the best way was to describe Spike, and how deep she wanted to go with Michael within hearing range. "Well. the teachers seem nice. People have the same friends as last year. There's a new librarian, Mr. Giles, moved here from England. He seems nice. You'd probably like him, mom. He has a son, our grade, name is William.
"Is this 'William nice?" she questioned, noting how Buffy was trying to hide her dreamy tone.
". I don't know. He's pretty much the opposite of Mr. Giles. In fact, he hates the name William. Goes by Spike instead."
"Spike!" she exclaimed, part mortified, part intrigued.
"Yup, Spike. Bleached hair, gelled back, pale skin, incredible blue eyes, wears black clothes, English accent, leather duster. Has that se." she trailed off, glancing nervously at Michael who was staring at her with stony eyes.
"Has that se-what dear?" Joyce cut in.
"Has that silly bad boy look," she covered.
"Oh, maybe we should invite Mr. Giles and Spike over for dinner sometime."
Buffy's eyes widened comically, "What, no. Y-you can't!"
"And just why not, Buffy?" Joyce asked, confusion clouding her features.
"Yes, Buffy, why not?" asked Michael, his voice steely.
"Because. it's. embarrassing! I don't want my librarian and Spike." glanced at Michael again, "Who is so NOT my type, over for dinner!"
"No reason to get huffy, Buffy. It was just a suggestion," Joyce replied, taken aback by Buffy's nervousness, not noticing the scared glances she continuously sent in Michaels direction.
"I know," Buffy breathed guiltily, "It's just. first day jitters." There was an awkward silence for a minute, Buffy staring at the table, Joyce looking out the window, Michael studying Buffy. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Buffy asked, "May I please be excused? I have some studying to do for class tomorrow." Joyce nodded and watched as Buffy placed her empty dish in the sink and walked stiffly out of the room. Moments later footsteps were heard rushing up the stairs, then a door opening and closing.
A/N: Should I make Michael really threatening and intense, or just over- protective after the 'riley incident'?