Frivolosity pt. 2
Monday
Angel, Oz, Xander, Doyle, Gunn, Wesley, and Spike, along with Jessica, Willow, Cordelia, Harry, Fred, Tara, and Anya, walked into their home room. Sitting down at their usual desks, they waited for the teacher to come in. After a few minutes, Jesse and Amy came in, excited looks on their usually blank faces.
"New girl," he said, taking his seat next to Xander. "Yeah. I heard that she came from a farm in Albuquerque, and she's not alone." Knowing how familiar it sounded, Angel looked up, in time to find his summer lover standing at the front of the class room, next to Mrs. Channing.
"Good morning class, we have a new student at Hemery High, Buffy Summers. Please find a seat. I'm sure that everyone here will make you feel at home." Smiling at the teacher, Buffy took the last seat...which incidentally, was on the other side of Angel. Taking a deep breath, she looked forward, concentrating on the teacher, instead of her former lover.
Once attendance was taken and announcements were given, the students left for their first classes. Thankful that neither of them had a class now, he decided that it would be a perfect opportunity to talk to her. As soon as everyone had gone, he quickly got up, shutting the classroom door.
Staring straight at him, she tried to leave but he wouldn't let her. Pulling her closer, he kissed her, gently at first. As the kiss deepened, she pushed him away, tears suddenly appearing in her eyes. 'Thank god for waterproof eyeliner,' she thought as she wiped the tears away.
"Angel, please leave me alone. As I can see you're involved with someone else, and I won't be the other girl on the side." "Just answer one question and I'll let you go." Nodding, he continued. "When did you start to wear make-up? You look so beautiful without it." "Well, our moms became such good friends in a very short amount of time, that your mom introduced my mom to make-up. And I have to admit, she looked much better with the make- up. After a while, I got curious, so I put some on...and you know what? I like how I look in make-up, with a little bit of colour." "Well, you look amazing, Buffy, but you really don't need it." "I know. I guess being with you made me want to experience life after farm existence. So I moved here, knowing that I wanted to go to college here, instead of Mexico."
"That's wonderful, Buff, I'm happy for you." "Thank you. But I should go, get familiarized with the school and the grounds." "Have lunch with us." "No thank you Angel. Appreciated, though." "Well can I see you tonight?" "No. I'll be busy every night. I'm the new waitress at the Bronze. It's not a lot of money, but it's enough to get by." "Then I'll see you there." "Fine. Whatever." Pulling her towards him again, he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her passionately. Playing with her hair, as he always did, he managed to take it out of the ponytail, letting her hair hang loose. "There, love, all better." "Please don't call me that. You're with someone else, and it's very not appropriate." Running his fingers through her hair, he said, "I love you Buffy, remember that." Opening the door behind him, he left, on his way to the student lounge.
Wiping her mouth, she wiped the tears away. Why did life have to be so complicated? The love of her life, as well as the father of her son, was with someone else, someone gorgeous. She knew that she could never compete with her for his affections, so she decided not to try. As painful as the realization was, she conceded defeat, making her way out of home room.
Monday
Angel, Oz, Xander, Doyle, Gunn, Wesley, and Spike, along with Jessica, Willow, Cordelia, Harry, Fred, Tara, and Anya, walked into their home room. Sitting down at their usual desks, they waited for the teacher to come in. After a few minutes, Jesse and Amy came in, excited looks on their usually blank faces.
"New girl," he said, taking his seat next to Xander. "Yeah. I heard that she came from a farm in Albuquerque, and she's not alone." Knowing how familiar it sounded, Angel looked up, in time to find his summer lover standing at the front of the class room, next to Mrs. Channing.
"Good morning class, we have a new student at Hemery High, Buffy Summers. Please find a seat. I'm sure that everyone here will make you feel at home." Smiling at the teacher, Buffy took the last seat...which incidentally, was on the other side of Angel. Taking a deep breath, she looked forward, concentrating on the teacher, instead of her former lover.
Once attendance was taken and announcements were given, the students left for their first classes. Thankful that neither of them had a class now, he decided that it would be a perfect opportunity to talk to her. As soon as everyone had gone, he quickly got up, shutting the classroom door.
Staring straight at him, she tried to leave but he wouldn't let her. Pulling her closer, he kissed her, gently at first. As the kiss deepened, she pushed him away, tears suddenly appearing in her eyes. 'Thank god for waterproof eyeliner,' she thought as she wiped the tears away.
"Angel, please leave me alone. As I can see you're involved with someone else, and I won't be the other girl on the side." "Just answer one question and I'll let you go." Nodding, he continued. "When did you start to wear make-up? You look so beautiful without it." "Well, our moms became such good friends in a very short amount of time, that your mom introduced my mom to make-up. And I have to admit, she looked much better with the make- up. After a while, I got curious, so I put some on...and you know what? I like how I look in make-up, with a little bit of colour." "Well, you look amazing, Buffy, but you really don't need it." "I know. I guess being with you made me want to experience life after farm existence. So I moved here, knowing that I wanted to go to college here, instead of Mexico."
"That's wonderful, Buff, I'm happy for you." "Thank you. But I should go, get familiarized with the school and the grounds." "Have lunch with us." "No thank you Angel. Appreciated, though." "Well can I see you tonight?" "No. I'll be busy every night. I'm the new waitress at the Bronze. It's not a lot of money, but it's enough to get by." "Then I'll see you there." "Fine. Whatever." Pulling her towards him again, he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her passionately. Playing with her hair, as he always did, he managed to take it out of the ponytail, letting her hair hang loose. "There, love, all better." "Please don't call me that. You're with someone else, and it's very not appropriate." Running his fingers through her hair, he said, "I love you Buffy, remember that." Opening the door behind him, he left, on his way to the student lounge.
Wiping her mouth, she wiped the tears away. Why did life have to be so complicated? The love of her life, as well as the father of her son, was with someone else, someone gorgeous. She knew that she could never compete with her for his affections, so she decided not to try. As painful as the realization was, she conceded defeat, making her way out of home room.