A/N Hullo everyone, what's up? I'm hoping to finish this by sometime this
week. That would be cool. Anyway, I do have some other stories you guys
could, you know, review if you wanted too, make my day all nice and stuff,
so what do you say? Pllleeeaaassseee?
Though this story is B/A, it does not seem to start out that way. I really don't know where this chapter's going to go so, um... go read! *shoos*
Also, thank you to b/a always, sandy-eco, Mrs. Rhett Butler, Tariq and Caitlin for reviewing the last chapter!
Disclaimer: Like I said, Joss got to it first... *grumbles*
Summary: Buffy's just a normal girl who's lost her way in the world, but what happens when another lost soul captures her heart, and refuses to give it back?
Last Chapter Summary: We met Buffy's tutor! Who just happened to be the shy red haired Willow, (told you I'd get her in here...) and she met Xander. They seem to get along, but Xander might be having some issues getting used to Buffy, or not, but you'll find out sooner or later...
But It Feels So Right
'Alarm clock should be going off any minute now... Yep just buzzing like alarm clocks do... Oh, wait, the clock doesn't have an alarm, well that could be why it isn't going off...'
Buffy opens her eyes and rolls over in her bed. She blinks and waits for the bright red numbers to clear up. When they do, she looks confused, 4:30? What? How is it possible she woke up that early, especially because she didn't have to be up for at least another forty minutes!
Oh well, seeing s she was up now, all she had to do was learn how to use her legs again. That wasn't going to be so simple. She groans, and finally moves, standing up and stretching.
"Well at least I'll be able to take a long shower..." Buffy says to herself, always a bonus of getting up earlier than your parents, you get first shower.
She grabs a shirt, her pants and some other items of clothing, and heads down the hallway into the bathroom.
She locks the door behind her, and turns the shower on, hoping her parents wouldn't wake up. Then striping off her nightclothes, she hops into the shower, sighing when she feels the hot water cascade down over her.
There was something about a hot shower, (or a cold one...) which woke you up in the morning. But it wasn't the annoying awake you get from drinking coffee or soda. It felt good, and the best part, you were awake, and you were clean.
Buffy finishes in the shower, and steps out, gabbing a towel form the closet. Using it to dry off, she wraps it around herself, and step in front of the mirror.
She picks the brush up off of the counter, and pulls it through her wet hair, detangling the now wet rats nest she had woken up with.
Then she gets an idea, "I could leave my hair like that, or..." Buffy pulls the brush straight back over her part, then flips her hair forward. Brushing her hair with the entire world upside down was kind of making her dizzy, but it always made for the best high ponytails.
She stands up straight again, and puts an elastic in her hair to hold it up, the finishes drying off.
Looking down at the clothes she had picked out for the day, she frowns, for some odd reason, she wanted to look nice today, and the old clothes she had taken from her room, were anything but nice.
She grabs her robe, and pulls it on, and then unlocking the bathroom door, she heads back down the hallway to her room.
She absentmindedly threw her clothes on the bed, and started to rummage threw her drawers to find something else. But there was nothing in there she liked, nothing at all, how could this be, she had always thought that she had pretty cool clothes, but now they all looked boring.
She turns around and walking over to her closet, she opens it, and peers in. Hm... there were lots of different things in here; maybe she could make an outfit out of them.
After about twenty minutes of searching through her closet, Buffy finally decided on wearing a small, but fitting black alter top, that she knew was breaking dress code, and a pair of jeans that seemed like the only thing that went with the top.
She looks at her clock, and starts to panic; school was going to start in ten minutes! What was she going to do? The school was only five minutes from her house, but that was in a car, going thirty miles an hour. She'd have to run, oh what fun this was going to be.
Grabbing her backpack, she runs down the hallway, down the stairs not even bothering to be quiet, and out the front door. She sprints down the sidewalk, hoping that she got to school before she got to tired.
Buffy quickly looked both ways before bolting across the street, and was extremely surprised to hear the loud honk of a car horn. The sudden noise made her stop suddenly, and the sound of screeching brakes fills the air. She closes her eyes, and waits to be hit, only the impact never comes, Buffy opens one eye, then slowly the other one looking around.
Two guys in the front seat of the car stare wide eyed at the girl who is merely inches away from the front of their car. The as it someone slapped him across the face, one guys shakes his head, and opens the door.
"What the hell were you thinking!?" he shouts at Buffy, getting in her face.
She could smell alcohol on his breath, and it sickened her, how the hell could someone drink this early in the morning, "I'm sorry, I didn't see the car, other wise I wouldn't ha-"
"Right, you wouldn't have what? Jumped out in front of my car and almost gotten me sent to jail, right!?" he yelled at her.
Buffy just blinks, he had almost hit her, not the other way around, and she could've sworn there had been no cars there when she had tried to cross the road. Taking a deep breath, she opens her mouth to reply, then shuts it again, seeing that the other guy had gotten out of the car as well, and was standing next to his 'friend' now.
For the second time that day, Buffy panicked, of course now the reason was just a bit different.
"Hey..." the second guy said, putting a hand on the shoulder of the man who was yelling at Buffy, "That's no way to talk to a lady Matt." He tells him, then looks at Buffy.
"Sorry about this, I shouldn't have let him drive, thought he was sober, guess I was wrong, anyway, it wont happen again, I swear."
"Thanks..." she says, smiling nervously at him. She then turned to leave, hoping that she wasn't going to be to late to school, only to be stopped by a large hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, if there's anything I can do for you, I know that had to have been pretty traumatizing for you."
She turned back to him, "No, that's ok, I'll be fine, I just have to get to school, like now, so see ya." She says, once again turning around, but this time she hadn't given him time to hold her back again. She started running right after telling him goodbye.
Buffy arrived to her homeroom class about thirty seconds before the bell, thanking what ever god, entity, or what ever had been helping her get there.
She took her seat in the back of the room, and let her head fall down onto the surface of the desk. Closing her eyes, she took deep breaths, trying to stop panting.
"Hey Buffy, what's up?" A familiar voice calls, seemingly close.
Buffy raises her head to see Willow looking down at her, "Oh, hey Will, what do you need?" she asks, lazily.
"Nothing, just wanted to confirm that we were still on for tonight, you the study thing..."
"Yep, we are, maybe we can even head over to the Bronze again, it was fun last time," She suggests as Willow takes the seat next to her, politely asking the boy who was sitting there to move first.
"Yeah, ok, that sounds good." She says, "Hey do you mind if Xander tags along?"
"Who, that cute guy with the weird shirt?"
"Hey I happen to like that shirt..."
"Oh, Sorry, didn't see you," Buffy says, blushing a bit, embarrassed that Xander had heard her comment on his shirt.
He takes the seat in front of her, and Buffy realizes that's where he had been sitting for the entire year. He would always turn around and look at her funny, and when she looked up, he would turn away again. Buffy never thought much of him at all, she had never even begun to think that they might actually talk one day.
"So Xander, you doing anything today, say fiveish?" She asks, changing the subject.
"No, why, you guys Bronzing?" he asks, seeming to perk up a bit.
"Yeah."
"Sounds cool, I'm in."
Willow smiles at him, then notices Buffy has that blank stare on her face that she had had on the night they went to the Bronze. Unfortunately, Xander noticed too. He sighed and stood up, "Excuse me ladies, I have something I must do for Buffy here..." he says, walking in Angel's direction.
Buffy blinks, and stares at Xander as he walks over to Angel, watching him incredulously, he would not embarrass her like that, would he? She had only known him for not even a couple of days, what could she have done to him?
Angel looks up as Xander walks over, "Hey Xand, what's up?" he asks, putting down his pencil.
Xander looks at the notebook Angel had in front of him, there were a lot of works, and scribbles, and stuff that as crossed out. "Nothing, just wanted to inform you that you have a fan club."
Angel looks at him confused, "What?"
Xander turns and points at Buffy. "Right there, the blonde girl."
Angel turned to look at whom Xander was pointing at. Buffy meets his gaze, staring wide eyed at the two of them, looking like she was going to either hide, or strangle Xander, he could tell which.
"Really?" He asks, turning his attention back to Xander.
"Yeah, she was watching you at the Bronze last night too, and, by the way, who were you looking for last night?"
"Darla, she told me to meet her there, but she was a little busy when I got there." He says darkly.
"Oh, was it Riley?"
"What, no, it was Lindsey, why would it be Riley?"
"I don't know, he just seems to nice, and all the girls like him, it's not fair..."
Angel raises an eyebrow and laughs at Xander, "You're one strange guy Xand."
"Yeah well, you don't have girl problems, I mean you do, but I mean, hello, Buffy over there, she's totally into you, forget Darla, she's been cheating on you for a while, and you knew it too."
Angel growls at him, shut up Xander, I doubt Buffy is any different than Darla, she probably would do the same thing." He says angrily.
Xander looks at him, "Hey, that wasn't cool, you don't know her, she's actually really cool, so don't bad mouth her ok."
He sighs, "Sorry Xand, I'm just upset, the whole Darla thing is just frustrating, I'm just a little wrong in the head right now, ok?"
"Yeah, well it's not me you should be apologizing to, it's Buffy, you're just luck she didn't hear what you just said."
Angel sighs again, and picks up his pencil, "And, as a matter of fact, she's probably a lot different than Darla, she was even worried about me talking to you for her, sounds like she likes you man, don't screw this one up."
"Look Xander, I'm not looking for another girlfriend, ok? So just tell Buffy I'm not interested..." he says, but Xander had already left and was back sitting with the girls again.
Angel looks down at his paper, slightly surprised at what he had written there. It was Buffy's name, and he had circled it in the center of the page.
Buffy looks at Xander as he comes back over, "What did you tell him?" she asks accusingly.
"Nothing, just that you were the head of his personally fan club." Xander replies, smirking at her.
Buffy's mouth falls open, "What!? You told him WHAT!?" she practically yells, earning a couple of unnoticed stares from her piers as well as one from Angel, who was wondering what Xander had told the girl, "You have got to be lying, please say you're lying..." Buffy pleads with him.
"Nope, he didn't seem to interested though, not with the whole Darla thing anyway... oops... I should not have just said that..."
Buffy's mood changed almost immediately, "Wait, he's not interested?" she asks softly, sounding a little hurt, "And what's this about that whore Darla? What's she got to do with anything?"
"Well, I probably shouldn't tell you, but they were dating." Xander emphasized on the word, 'were', "Darla kinda cheated on Angel, so he broke it off, end of story."
"Oh..." Pretty lame, but it was all Buffy could think of to say.
"Yeah, oh pretty much sums it up, I never thought Angel would fall for her of all people, know what she was capable off, you know?"
"Yeah." Buffy looks over at Willow, "So Willow, you have anything to say at all?"
Willow looks up from the book she had taken out, "Um... sorry, I wasn't listening." She blushes, "It's just that I've heard all this before, the Angel Darla thing, I just really don't want to hear it again..."
Buffy smiles at Willow, "Ok, so let's change the subject then..." she suggests, "What do you want to hear about?"
"I don't know, something other than who's dating who, that's all Harmony ever talks about."
"Wait, Harmony?"
"Yeah, she's my chem. lab partner, I can't stand her, and I do all the work." Willow complains, "Hey Buffy, are you in my science class?"
"Yeah, why?"
"You want to trade partners?" She asks, jokingly.
"Yeah, anyone's better than working with Cordelia..."
"Hm... wait, I have an idea, how 'bout we ask Ms. Calendar if she'll let us be partners and Cordelia and Harmony can be partners."
"Sounds like a plan, but we have science after lunch, so we'll have to wait until then," Buffy reminds her as the first bell rings, "Well, see you guys in Math, I have History first..." she groans and Willow laughs, "It's not all that bad Buffy, just try to listen, ok?"
"I'll try, but it's not going to be easy..."
A/N How's that? Good? Bad? I know I ask this every time, but please review, and how was the timing, it only took a little while to get this out, and in fact I wrote it in one day. Hey did you guys know that when you upload these things you loose 200 words? Kind of annoying isn't it...
A/N (2) And also, I don't have a beta reader, so, there might be some stupid mistakes in there somewhere that my spell check didn't get to, sorry about that.
~Bloody SunSet
Though this story is B/A, it does not seem to start out that way. I really don't know where this chapter's going to go so, um... go read! *shoos*
Also, thank you to b/a always, sandy-eco, Mrs. Rhett Butler, Tariq and Caitlin for reviewing the last chapter!
Disclaimer: Like I said, Joss got to it first... *grumbles*
Summary: Buffy's just a normal girl who's lost her way in the world, but what happens when another lost soul captures her heart, and refuses to give it back?
Last Chapter Summary: We met Buffy's tutor! Who just happened to be the shy red haired Willow, (told you I'd get her in here...) and she met Xander. They seem to get along, but Xander might be having some issues getting used to Buffy, or not, but you'll find out sooner or later...
But It Feels So Right
'Alarm clock should be going off any minute now... Yep just buzzing like alarm clocks do... Oh, wait, the clock doesn't have an alarm, well that could be why it isn't going off...'
Buffy opens her eyes and rolls over in her bed. She blinks and waits for the bright red numbers to clear up. When they do, she looks confused, 4:30? What? How is it possible she woke up that early, especially because she didn't have to be up for at least another forty minutes!
Oh well, seeing s she was up now, all she had to do was learn how to use her legs again. That wasn't going to be so simple. She groans, and finally moves, standing up and stretching.
"Well at least I'll be able to take a long shower..." Buffy says to herself, always a bonus of getting up earlier than your parents, you get first shower.
She grabs a shirt, her pants and some other items of clothing, and heads down the hallway into the bathroom.
She locks the door behind her, and turns the shower on, hoping her parents wouldn't wake up. Then striping off her nightclothes, she hops into the shower, sighing when she feels the hot water cascade down over her.
There was something about a hot shower, (or a cold one...) which woke you up in the morning. But it wasn't the annoying awake you get from drinking coffee or soda. It felt good, and the best part, you were awake, and you were clean.
Buffy finishes in the shower, and steps out, gabbing a towel form the closet. Using it to dry off, she wraps it around herself, and step in front of the mirror.
She picks the brush up off of the counter, and pulls it through her wet hair, detangling the now wet rats nest she had woken up with.
Then she gets an idea, "I could leave my hair like that, or..." Buffy pulls the brush straight back over her part, then flips her hair forward. Brushing her hair with the entire world upside down was kind of making her dizzy, but it always made for the best high ponytails.
She stands up straight again, and puts an elastic in her hair to hold it up, the finishes drying off.
Looking down at the clothes she had picked out for the day, she frowns, for some odd reason, she wanted to look nice today, and the old clothes she had taken from her room, were anything but nice.
She grabs her robe, and pulls it on, and then unlocking the bathroom door, she heads back down the hallway to her room.
She absentmindedly threw her clothes on the bed, and started to rummage threw her drawers to find something else. But there was nothing in there she liked, nothing at all, how could this be, she had always thought that she had pretty cool clothes, but now they all looked boring.
She turns around and walking over to her closet, she opens it, and peers in. Hm... there were lots of different things in here; maybe she could make an outfit out of them.
After about twenty minutes of searching through her closet, Buffy finally decided on wearing a small, but fitting black alter top, that she knew was breaking dress code, and a pair of jeans that seemed like the only thing that went with the top.
She looks at her clock, and starts to panic; school was going to start in ten minutes! What was she going to do? The school was only five minutes from her house, but that was in a car, going thirty miles an hour. She'd have to run, oh what fun this was going to be.
Grabbing her backpack, she runs down the hallway, down the stairs not even bothering to be quiet, and out the front door. She sprints down the sidewalk, hoping that she got to school before she got to tired.
Buffy quickly looked both ways before bolting across the street, and was extremely surprised to hear the loud honk of a car horn. The sudden noise made her stop suddenly, and the sound of screeching brakes fills the air. She closes her eyes, and waits to be hit, only the impact never comes, Buffy opens one eye, then slowly the other one looking around.
Two guys in the front seat of the car stare wide eyed at the girl who is merely inches away from the front of their car. The as it someone slapped him across the face, one guys shakes his head, and opens the door.
"What the hell were you thinking!?" he shouts at Buffy, getting in her face.
She could smell alcohol on his breath, and it sickened her, how the hell could someone drink this early in the morning, "I'm sorry, I didn't see the car, other wise I wouldn't ha-"
"Right, you wouldn't have what? Jumped out in front of my car and almost gotten me sent to jail, right!?" he yelled at her.
Buffy just blinks, he had almost hit her, not the other way around, and she could've sworn there had been no cars there when she had tried to cross the road. Taking a deep breath, she opens her mouth to reply, then shuts it again, seeing that the other guy had gotten out of the car as well, and was standing next to his 'friend' now.
For the second time that day, Buffy panicked, of course now the reason was just a bit different.
"Hey..." the second guy said, putting a hand on the shoulder of the man who was yelling at Buffy, "That's no way to talk to a lady Matt." He tells him, then looks at Buffy.
"Sorry about this, I shouldn't have let him drive, thought he was sober, guess I was wrong, anyway, it wont happen again, I swear."
"Thanks..." she says, smiling nervously at him. She then turned to leave, hoping that she wasn't going to be to late to school, only to be stopped by a large hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, if there's anything I can do for you, I know that had to have been pretty traumatizing for you."
She turned back to him, "No, that's ok, I'll be fine, I just have to get to school, like now, so see ya." She says, once again turning around, but this time she hadn't given him time to hold her back again. She started running right after telling him goodbye.
Buffy arrived to her homeroom class about thirty seconds before the bell, thanking what ever god, entity, or what ever had been helping her get there.
She took her seat in the back of the room, and let her head fall down onto the surface of the desk. Closing her eyes, she took deep breaths, trying to stop panting.
"Hey Buffy, what's up?" A familiar voice calls, seemingly close.
Buffy raises her head to see Willow looking down at her, "Oh, hey Will, what do you need?" she asks, lazily.
"Nothing, just wanted to confirm that we were still on for tonight, you the study thing..."
"Yep, we are, maybe we can even head over to the Bronze again, it was fun last time," She suggests as Willow takes the seat next to her, politely asking the boy who was sitting there to move first.
"Yeah, ok, that sounds good." She says, "Hey do you mind if Xander tags along?"
"Who, that cute guy with the weird shirt?"
"Hey I happen to like that shirt..."
"Oh, Sorry, didn't see you," Buffy says, blushing a bit, embarrassed that Xander had heard her comment on his shirt.
He takes the seat in front of her, and Buffy realizes that's where he had been sitting for the entire year. He would always turn around and look at her funny, and when she looked up, he would turn away again. Buffy never thought much of him at all, she had never even begun to think that they might actually talk one day.
"So Xander, you doing anything today, say fiveish?" She asks, changing the subject.
"No, why, you guys Bronzing?" he asks, seeming to perk up a bit.
"Yeah."
"Sounds cool, I'm in."
Willow smiles at him, then notices Buffy has that blank stare on her face that she had had on the night they went to the Bronze. Unfortunately, Xander noticed too. He sighed and stood up, "Excuse me ladies, I have something I must do for Buffy here..." he says, walking in Angel's direction.
Buffy blinks, and stares at Xander as he walks over to Angel, watching him incredulously, he would not embarrass her like that, would he? She had only known him for not even a couple of days, what could she have done to him?
Angel looks up as Xander walks over, "Hey Xand, what's up?" he asks, putting down his pencil.
Xander looks at the notebook Angel had in front of him, there were a lot of works, and scribbles, and stuff that as crossed out. "Nothing, just wanted to inform you that you have a fan club."
Angel looks at him confused, "What?"
Xander turns and points at Buffy. "Right there, the blonde girl."
Angel turned to look at whom Xander was pointing at. Buffy meets his gaze, staring wide eyed at the two of them, looking like she was going to either hide, or strangle Xander, he could tell which.
"Really?" He asks, turning his attention back to Xander.
"Yeah, she was watching you at the Bronze last night too, and, by the way, who were you looking for last night?"
"Darla, she told me to meet her there, but she was a little busy when I got there." He says darkly.
"Oh, was it Riley?"
"What, no, it was Lindsey, why would it be Riley?"
"I don't know, he just seems to nice, and all the girls like him, it's not fair..."
Angel raises an eyebrow and laughs at Xander, "You're one strange guy Xand."
"Yeah well, you don't have girl problems, I mean you do, but I mean, hello, Buffy over there, she's totally into you, forget Darla, she's been cheating on you for a while, and you knew it too."
Angel growls at him, shut up Xander, I doubt Buffy is any different than Darla, she probably would do the same thing." He says angrily.
Xander looks at him, "Hey, that wasn't cool, you don't know her, she's actually really cool, so don't bad mouth her ok."
He sighs, "Sorry Xand, I'm just upset, the whole Darla thing is just frustrating, I'm just a little wrong in the head right now, ok?"
"Yeah, well it's not me you should be apologizing to, it's Buffy, you're just luck she didn't hear what you just said."
Angel sighs again, and picks up his pencil, "And, as a matter of fact, she's probably a lot different than Darla, she was even worried about me talking to you for her, sounds like she likes you man, don't screw this one up."
"Look Xander, I'm not looking for another girlfriend, ok? So just tell Buffy I'm not interested..." he says, but Xander had already left and was back sitting with the girls again.
Angel looks down at his paper, slightly surprised at what he had written there. It was Buffy's name, and he had circled it in the center of the page.
Buffy looks at Xander as he comes back over, "What did you tell him?" she asks accusingly.
"Nothing, just that you were the head of his personally fan club." Xander replies, smirking at her.
Buffy's mouth falls open, "What!? You told him WHAT!?" she practically yells, earning a couple of unnoticed stares from her piers as well as one from Angel, who was wondering what Xander had told the girl, "You have got to be lying, please say you're lying..." Buffy pleads with him.
"Nope, he didn't seem to interested though, not with the whole Darla thing anyway... oops... I should not have just said that..."
Buffy's mood changed almost immediately, "Wait, he's not interested?" she asks softly, sounding a little hurt, "And what's this about that whore Darla? What's she got to do with anything?"
"Well, I probably shouldn't tell you, but they were dating." Xander emphasized on the word, 'were', "Darla kinda cheated on Angel, so he broke it off, end of story."
"Oh..." Pretty lame, but it was all Buffy could think of to say.
"Yeah, oh pretty much sums it up, I never thought Angel would fall for her of all people, know what she was capable off, you know?"
"Yeah." Buffy looks over at Willow, "So Willow, you have anything to say at all?"
Willow looks up from the book she had taken out, "Um... sorry, I wasn't listening." She blushes, "It's just that I've heard all this before, the Angel Darla thing, I just really don't want to hear it again..."
Buffy smiles at Willow, "Ok, so let's change the subject then..." she suggests, "What do you want to hear about?"
"I don't know, something other than who's dating who, that's all Harmony ever talks about."
"Wait, Harmony?"
"Yeah, she's my chem. lab partner, I can't stand her, and I do all the work." Willow complains, "Hey Buffy, are you in my science class?"
"Yeah, why?"
"You want to trade partners?" She asks, jokingly.
"Yeah, anyone's better than working with Cordelia..."
"Hm... wait, I have an idea, how 'bout we ask Ms. Calendar if she'll let us be partners and Cordelia and Harmony can be partners."
"Sounds like a plan, but we have science after lunch, so we'll have to wait until then," Buffy reminds her as the first bell rings, "Well, see you guys in Math, I have History first..." she groans and Willow laughs, "It's not all that bad Buffy, just try to listen, ok?"
"I'll try, but it's not going to be easy..."
A/N How's that? Good? Bad? I know I ask this every time, but please review, and how was the timing, it only took a little while to get this out, and in fact I wrote it in one day. Hey did you guys know that when you upload these things you loose 200 words? Kind of annoying isn't it...
A/N (2) And also, I don't have a beta reader, so, there might be some stupid mistakes in there somewhere that my spell check didn't get to, sorry about that.
~Bloody SunSet