Disclaimer: Don't own it. Wish I did.
Distribution: Want...take...have.
Summary: Buffy's new to Sunnydale, looking for friends...and more.
A/N: Does anybody know how to make this site accept asterisks and stuff? I'm trying to put them in to delineate the different sections, and I can't get the site to accept them!
A/N2: Thanks so much for the reviews, Britt, urangel, and buffyangel4eva!!! I wasn't expecting any for this first part...it's so short and pretty boring! They made me want to write more!
(Last chapter we left Buffy just as she was about to begin her first day at Sunnydale HS.)
"Arrgh!!!" Buffy cried, frustrated. She had been trying to open her locker for the past few minutes, with no luck. She slammed her head into the locker. This is SO not shaping up to be a good day, she groaned inwardly.
"You have to hit it...just below the lock; then it'll open. That's the locker I had last year." Buffy looked up to see short red head laughing at her predicament. "I'm Willow Rosenberg," the girl smiled sweetly.
"Buffy Summers." She's not exactly what I'd call stylish, but she seems nice, Buffy thought as she mentally assessed the girl. "I'm new; I just moved here with my mom from LA."
"Wow, LA, cool! Sunnydale may seem a little boring to you then, but I promise, we find ways to have fun! What's your first class, I can help you find it," Willow offered, grabbing her books out of her locker.
"Umm...French. Ugh, hate French, I'm no good at it." Buffy hadn't gotten the best grades back at Hemery, and she wasn't looking forward to a repeat of last year's report card season.
"Ooh, yay! That's my first class, too. Come on, you can meet my best friend Xander. You'll like him...he's funny, and sweet, and he's got a great smile, and –"
"Woah!" Buffy cut Willow's rambling short. "Sounds like somebody's got a crush," she said with a grin.
"Me? Xander? N-n-no! He's just my friend," Willow protested, blushing!
"Sure, whatever you say" laughed Buffy. She had already decided to help this girl get her man. All she really needed was a makeover...some better clothes, makeup, hair...Buffy couldn't wait to make the transformation!
Buffy's day had gone pretty well so far. She'd met Xander, who had been just as funny as Willow had promised. At lunch she had met some of the "popular" girls; the girls she used to be one of. She had watched Cordelia Chase and Harmony Kendall and their groupies as they had walked into the lunch room, acting like they owned it. They reminded her so much of her old life. And yet, as she had turned her attention back to the joke Xander had been telling, she had decided that she was happier with these two people, who seemed to like her for who she really was, not how she looked, who she dated, or what she wore.
Buffy's last class of the day was Chemistry, which she had with both Xander and Willow. She surveyed the people coming into the classroom as she waited for Dr. Gregory to start class. That was when she saw him...
He was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome, with spiky brown hair and a gorgeous body. His chocolate brown eyes were dark and full of kindness. He wore black jeans and a deep red shirt, that brought out his gorgeous eyes.
"Who is that?" Buffy asked, awed.
"Oh, that's Liam Angelus...but he goes by Angel. Stupid nickname, if you ask me," Xander replied, jealous of way Buffy was looking at Angel. Xander had hoped he'd have a chance with this gorgeous new girl, especially since they were already friends."
"Xander!" Willow chastised, "He's actually really nice, Buffy. Not to mention handsome...pretty much every girl in school is in love with him."
"I don't blame them..." whispered Buffy. This school year is definitely shaping up to be more exciting than I'd expected.
Angel had put off going to class long enough; he finally walked through the door into Dr. Gregory's room and scanned the room for his friends. That was when he saw her...
She was sitting with Willow and Xander, two kids who he knew by name, but not much more. She had long blonde hair that fell in soft strands around her face and shoulders. Her eyes were a crystal clear green. She was wearing a short brown skirt that accentuated her toned, tanned legs, and a low cut, pale blue shirt. Who is that? He couldn't take his eyes off of her. This has the potential to be the best school year ever.
TBC...with reviews! And I think I finally figured out the formatting!