A/N I am beginning to doubt my computers skills with grammar, it though that people should be peopling and Im not sure if thats a word... Thank you to Caitlin, my one and only reviewer from the last Chapter! And I will say this, if thats how many reviews Im going to get, I wont think enough people like the story and I wont finish it...
Disclaimer: How many times are you people going to make me say this? Joss own it, I don't, even though I would really like to, I don't, so back off!!!
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: Xander has revealed to Angel that she likes him, but Angel doesn't seem too interested this time, what's going on here? Or more importantly, what's going on in my head? Heh, even I don't know the answer to that question...
But It Feels So Right
'Ok, pay attention you can do this, only twelve minutes left, wait, eleven and fifty two seconds...' Buffy thinks watching the clock her History teacher had in his room, 'Ooo looked there a butterfly out side... no! Bad Buffy, you have to keep your mind on history... man this sucks...'
"Miss Summers?"
"Yes, Mr. O'Shea?"
"Would you care to tell us who was the leader of the rebel force at the battle of Lexington?" He asks, smiling evilly at her, thinking she didn't know the answer.
"That would be Captain Jonas Parker, I do believe sir," Buffy says, smiling at him, she knew what he was thinking.
"Oh, that is correct, good job Miss Summers." He says, turning back to the board to write some kind of history thing on it.
Buffy stuck her tongue out at his back, smiling at her childish actions. But it did feel good to actually know something, 'Thank you Willow' she thinks, looking back at the clock.
Only two minutes left. Hey, this class wasn't so bad, just really annoying, but on the plus side she had math next, Willow was in her math class. Buffy really felt she and Willow had connected, even though they had known each other for the short period of time. It had only been, what, a day or two since Willow had come over her house to help her with her history, and Buffy was already pretty good at it.
And then there was Xander. He was funny, and just a bit on the annoying side, but he did always bring up a bright side when he was around. It was comforting to know that he was always going to be a lighthearted funny guy, and hoped he wouldn't change, just because she thought she was figuring him out.
These guys were better than her so called other friends she used to hang around with. Ok, so you can't really call them friends, but they did listen, sometimes, or at least when it was convenient for them to. Which was like, never, but hey at least she had had someone to talk to, even if they didn't care, it was still kind of nice.
Buffy knew that Willow and Xander weren't like that, they actually seemed to care, even if she hadn't told them any kind of secrets yet, they still at least listened.
The bell rang, and Buffy almost didn't hear it, she was too wrapped up in her thoughts about her newly found friends to notice, but luckily she did, and made it out of the classroom with out Mr. O'Shea asking her any questions.
She walked through the door, only to bump straight into someone, while looking down to make sure she had everything. She hadn't fallen, though, and she felt to strong arms around her waist, steadying her.
"Sorry..." she says, looking up at the person who she had pretty much rammed just then.
"Hey, it's ok, don't worry about it," he says, looking down at her.
She smiles sweetly, the guy she had bumped into happened to be none other than Mr. Riley Finn, the lady's man of the high school. He was one of the normal guys around the school that most of the girls liked, a lot. Buffy on the other hand, was just looking for a way around him.
Right..." Buffy says, and inches by him into the hallway, running into people (literally in this case) was not fun, especially people who bug you. Riley, well, he was just one of those people who seemed a little too nice, Buffy though it would be best to avoid him. She sighs and walks into her math class room, looking around for Willow, who was conveniently sitting at the same table Buffy normally sat at, she must've not noticed it until now.
"Hey Will," Buffy says, sitting down next to her, "How was English?" "Boring, did anyone notice how Mr. Giles always gets so into what ever he's reading to us, that he doesn't notice if we pay attention or not. I mean, of course I do, but everyone else just sleeps until the bell rings." She says, taking out her math book, "It's really annoying..."
"All depending on who you're asking, I happen to like it when Giles spaces out, then I don't have to listen."
"Buffy..."
"What, I'm just being the normal student here," she says, then adds, "Not that you're not normal or anything..."
Willow rolls her eyes, and looks up at the front board, wondering where the teacher was.
"Hey Buffy did you hear anything about Mr. Lydon being late today?"
"No why?"
"Well, he's not here right now..."
"Oh, maybe he's not coming in, and e have a study period" Buffy says, smiling, "That would be cool, and we wouldn't have to take that test."
"Test!? We had a test! Why didn't you tell me?" Willow asks, looking at Buffy exasperatedly.
"I'm joking Willow, there is no test, calm down, it's not like you would have any problems passing or anything, you're like, the math genius, and the science genius and the everything else genius..."
"I am not, school just happens to be my strong point."
"Yeah, well it's my unstrong point... or whatever, I could really do with out it." Buffy says sighing.
"Aw... c'mon, it's not all bad, I mean, there's Angel."
Buffy looks over at her, "Do not bring him up, it's bad enough he doesn't like me, you don't have to make it worst by mentioning him..."
Willow smiles, "How do you know he's not interested, he was looking at you during homeroom..."
"I have a feeling it was because my hair was screwed up Will, Angel told Xander he wasn't interested, so I might as well give up." She says, shrugging, "And who said I liked him anyway?"
"No one, you kind of brought this whole thing upon yourself, with the staring, and the blushing and the embarrassment..."
Buffy blushes, "Ok, so maybe I make myself obvious, do you think he knows? Wait, never mind, of course he knows, Xander told him. God Will, what am I going to do?"
"Um... I really don't know, I've never been in one of these situation, but I could offer you some advice..."
"And that would be...?"
"Talk to him."
"One problem Will, I don't know how to do that, hell, I've only known he existed for what, three days, I don't even know if I like him!" She says, the lets her head drop down on to the desk, then silently wishing she hadn't, it had kind of hurt...
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"So Angel, what was that about in homeroom today?" Xander asks the broody teen sitting next t him.
"What about what now?" Angel asks, looking up at Xander from his notebook. "The whole Buffy thing, what's with you?"
"Darla... I just can't get over it, if Buffy likes me, she'll have to wait, cause I'm not ready yet, ok?" he replies, bitterly.
"Woah, sorry man, I was just saying, you aren't the least bit interested in her, at all, because she is kind of cute..."
"I'm interested, just not in the market for a new girl, I just don't think I'm ready..." Angel explains, closing his notebook.
"Ok, whatever you says, and anyway, what are you writing in that, every time I see you, you have that notebook, and you're always writing in it, what are you doing, writing out a new dictionary?" Xander asks, reaching for Angel's notebook.
Angel grabs it before he can get to it, "Nothing, just normal things, thoughts and stuff..." Xander eyes him wearily, and Angel could tell he was skeptical, not a lot of guys kept journals, but it was dismissed.
"You now if I ever get my hands on that, I'm going to read it..."
"Yeah, which is why you'll never get to touch it..." Angel says, putting it in his backpack.
"We'll see about that..."He says, in a jokingly threatening manner.
Angel rolls his eyes, and looks up at Mr. O'Shea, who was waiting for everyone to quiet down before he could start his class. Angel sighs, then pulls out his notebook again, hoping Xander would think it was his History notebook, and leave him alone about it.
He turns to the page he had been writing on during homeroom. The same name was still written there, it was still circled, and he was still wondering what it meant. Who exactly was Buffy Summers anyway? He really couldn't say, he knew who she was, but he didn't know who she was. It was one of those situations where you have no idea what to do. He could take Xander's earlier advise, and get over Darla and hook up with Buffy, or he could mope around for a month or too. Neither idea was too pleasing at the moment.
He sighs, unconsciously running his pencil in little circles around Buffy's name on the page.
Finally he looks down at what he was doing, and realizes there's like an inch thick circle around the girl's name, making it stick out more than it had before, and the fact that Xander is looking over at him, makes Angel turn the page and start to write down or draw anything he could think of to get his mind off of Buffy.
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Buffy sighs and looks up at the clock, four fifteen, where was Willow? Their study thing started like five minutes ago, and she was late. Hey, not that Buffy was complaining or anything, but she wanted to talk to Willow about girl stuff. Maybe boys, or make up, or other things that she had never been able to talk to anyone about before.
Ok, so there had been people, but she didn't feel like they really cared, and Willow might have some little hints or tips about what Angel liked in a girl...
'Stop that Buffy! He doesn't like you, move it along, you have no chance with him at all' she reminds herself, sighing, when the door to her room opens.
"Hey Buffy, sorry I'm late, I had a little trouble getting out of my house..."
Buffy raised an eyebrow, "What kind of trouble?"
"My mom thought I was going over to a guy's house, or something..." Willow explains, taking out her textbook.
Buffy looks at her, "Hey Will, can we talk, you know instead of the study thing?"
Willow smiles, "Sure, what about?" she asks, already knowing the subject of their entire discussion.
"Boys..." Buffy says, thinking, 'more specifically Angel, but we're not going to got there just yet.'
"What about them?"
"Well, what's with you and Xander? You guys seem to know each other pretty well, any sparkage?"
"No, not really, I mean I like Xander, but he's my friend, I don't want to go out with him..."
"Oh, so you got your eye on anyone Will?"
"No, what's with you and Angel, I saw you two talking in science..."
"Speaking of science, how are we going to do our project? Seeing as we kind of have to start over and everything. And I am so glad Ms. Calendar let us be partners." Buffy says, changing the subject.
"Nice try, so spill, what's with you and Angel."
Buffy looks down, "He just wanted to borrow a pen, it was nothing special..." she says, a little down trot.
"Did you let him?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Did he give it back?"
"As a matter of fact, no, he didn't, I'll have to see if he has it tomorrow."
"Oh, and speaking of stuff we have to do, Xander said he'll meet us at the Bronze in like an hour or so, ok?"
"Ok, sounds good, so where were we, oh yeah... boys..." Buffy says, "Oh, I ran into Riley today, quite literally actually..."
"Did you fall over, you know play the whole weaker girl thing that guys like?"
"No, he kind of caught me, but it was nothing special, he's kind of weird actually, not someone I can see myself hanging with..."
"Aw... c'mon, really, 'cause he might like you."
"How do you figure...?"
"Well, he was looking at you today in Art, and by the way, you failed to talk to Angel like you said you were going to."
"Oops..." Buffy says, receiving a not amused look from Willow, "What I don't want to talk to him, ok?"
"Don't want to or are afraid too?" Willow asks, and Buffy frowns.
"The second one, I mean I already know he doesn't like me, what's the point?"
"I don't know, change his mind maybe?"
"Like that will happen, anyway, what are we going to wear tonight?"
"I don't know, all I have is that outfit you gave me, and I left it at home..."
"Well, c'mon, let's raid the uncharted territory that is my closet." Buffy says, opening it wide, and the two girls sorted through the stuff picking out what they were going to wear.
A/N Hullo again... um... Review! Please! And yeah that's pretty much it. Thank you to everyone who read, and more importantly, those who review!
Bloody SunSet
Disclaimer: How many times are you people going to make me say this? Joss own it, I don't, even though I would really like to, I don't, so back off!!!
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: Xander has revealed to Angel that she likes him, but Angel doesn't seem too interested this time, what's going on here? Or more importantly, what's going on in my head? Heh, even I don't know the answer to that question...
But It Feels So Right
'Ok, pay attention you can do this, only twelve minutes left, wait, eleven and fifty two seconds...' Buffy thinks watching the clock her History teacher had in his room, 'Ooo looked there a butterfly out side... no! Bad Buffy, you have to keep your mind on history... man this sucks...'
"Miss Summers?"
"Yes, Mr. O'Shea?"
"Would you care to tell us who was the leader of the rebel force at the battle of Lexington?" He asks, smiling evilly at her, thinking she didn't know the answer.
"That would be Captain Jonas Parker, I do believe sir," Buffy says, smiling at him, she knew what he was thinking.
"Oh, that is correct, good job Miss Summers." He says, turning back to the board to write some kind of history thing on it.
Buffy stuck her tongue out at his back, smiling at her childish actions. But it did feel good to actually know something, 'Thank you Willow' she thinks, looking back at the clock.
Only two minutes left. Hey, this class wasn't so bad, just really annoying, but on the plus side she had math next, Willow was in her math class. Buffy really felt she and Willow had connected, even though they had known each other for the short period of time. It had only been, what, a day or two since Willow had come over her house to help her with her history, and Buffy was already pretty good at it.
And then there was Xander. He was funny, and just a bit on the annoying side, but he did always bring up a bright side when he was around. It was comforting to know that he was always going to be a lighthearted funny guy, and hoped he wouldn't change, just because she thought she was figuring him out.
These guys were better than her so called other friends she used to hang around with. Ok, so you can't really call them friends, but they did listen, sometimes, or at least when it was convenient for them to. Which was like, never, but hey at least she had had someone to talk to, even if they didn't care, it was still kind of nice.
Buffy knew that Willow and Xander weren't like that, they actually seemed to care, even if she hadn't told them any kind of secrets yet, they still at least listened.
The bell rang, and Buffy almost didn't hear it, she was too wrapped up in her thoughts about her newly found friends to notice, but luckily she did, and made it out of the classroom with out Mr. O'Shea asking her any questions.
She walked through the door, only to bump straight into someone, while looking down to make sure she had everything. She hadn't fallen, though, and she felt to strong arms around her waist, steadying her.
"Sorry..." she says, looking up at the person who she had pretty much rammed just then.
"Hey, it's ok, don't worry about it," he says, looking down at her.
She smiles sweetly, the guy she had bumped into happened to be none other than Mr. Riley Finn, the lady's man of the high school. He was one of the normal guys around the school that most of the girls liked, a lot. Buffy on the other hand, was just looking for a way around him.
Right..." Buffy says, and inches by him into the hallway, running into people (literally in this case) was not fun, especially people who bug you. Riley, well, he was just one of those people who seemed a little too nice, Buffy though it would be best to avoid him. She sighs and walks into her math class room, looking around for Willow, who was conveniently sitting at the same table Buffy normally sat at, she must've not noticed it until now.
"Hey Will," Buffy says, sitting down next to her, "How was English?" "Boring, did anyone notice how Mr. Giles always gets so into what ever he's reading to us, that he doesn't notice if we pay attention or not. I mean, of course I do, but everyone else just sleeps until the bell rings." She says, taking out her math book, "It's really annoying..."
"All depending on who you're asking, I happen to like it when Giles spaces out, then I don't have to listen."
"Buffy..."
"What, I'm just being the normal student here," she says, then adds, "Not that you're not normal or anything..."
Willow rolls her eyes, and looks up at the front board, wondering where the teacher was.
"Hey Buffy did you hear anything about Mr. Lydon being late today?"
"No why?"
"Well, he's not here right now..."
"Oh, maybe he's not coming in, and e have a study period" Buffy says, smiling, "That would be cool, and we wouldn't have to take that test."
"Test!? We had a test! Why didn't you tell me?" Willow asks, looking at Buffy exasperatedly.
"I'm joking Willow, there is no test, calm down, it's not like you would have any problems passing or anything, you're like, the math genius, and the science genius and the everything else genius..."
"I am not, school just happens to be my strong point."
"Yeah, well it's my unstrong point... or whatever, I could really do with out it." Buffy says sighing.
"Aw... c'mon, it's not all bad, I mean, there's Angel."
Buffy looks over at her, "Do not bring him up, it's bad enough he doesn't like me, you don't have to make it worst by mentioning him..."
Willow smiles, "How do you know he's not interested, he was looking at you during homeroom..."
"I have a feeling it was because my hair was screwed up Will, Angel told Xander he wasn't interested, so I might as well give up." She says, shrugging, "And who said I liked him anyway?"
"No one, you kind of brought this whole thing upon yourself, with the staring, and the blushing and the embarrassment..."
Buffy blushes, "Ok, so maybe I make myself obvious, do you think he knows? Wait, never mind, of course he knows, Xander told him. God Will, what am I going to do?"
"Um... I really don't know, I've never been in one of these situation, but I could offer you some advice..."
"And that would be...?"
"Talk to him."
"One problem Will, I don't know how to do that, hell, I've only known he existed for what, three days, I don't even know if I like him!" She says, the lets her head drop down on to the desk, then silently wishing she hadn't, it had kind of hurt...
(:::::|:::::)
"So Angel, what was that about in homeroom today?" Xander asks the broody teen sitting next t him.
"What about what now?" Angel asks, looking up at Xander from his notebook. "The whole Buffy thing, what's with you?"
"Darla... I just can't get over it, if Buffy likes me, she'll have to wait, cause I'm not ready yet, ok?" he replies, bitterly.
"Woah, sorry man, I was just saying, you aren't the least bit interested in her, at all, because she is kind of cute..."
"I'm interested, just not in the market for a new girl, I just don't think I'm ready..." Angel explains, closing his notebook.
"Ok, whatever you says, and anyway, what are you writing in that, every time I see you, you have that notebook, and you're always writing in it, what are you doing, writing out a new dictionary?" Xander asks, reaching for Angel's notebook.
Angel grabs it before he can get to it, "Nothing, just normal things, thoughts and stuff..." Xander eyes him wearily, and Angel could tell he was skeptical, not a lot of guys kept journals, but it was dismissed.
"You now if I ever get my hands on that, I'm going to read it..."
"Yeah, which is why you'll never get to touch it..." Angel says, putting it in his backpack.
"We'll see about that..."He says, in a jokingly threatening manner.
Angel rolls his eyes, and looks up at Mr. O'Shea, who was waiting for everyone to quiet down before he could start his class. Angel sighs, then pulls out his notebook again, hoping Xander would think it was his History notebook, and leave him alone about it.
He turns to the page he had been writing on during homeroom. The same name was still written there, it was still circled, and he was still wondering what it meant. Who exactly was Buffy Summers anyway? He really couldn't say, he knew who she was, but he didn't know who she was. It was one of those situations where you have no idea what to do. He could take Xander's earlier advise, and get over Darla and hook up with Buffy, or he could mope around for a month or too. Neither idea was too pleasing at the moment.
He sighs, unconsciously running his pencil in little circles around Buffy's name on the page.
Finally he looks down at what he was doing, and realizes there's like an inch thick circle around the girl's name, making it stick out more than it had before, and the fact that Xander is looking over at him, makes Angel turn the page and start to write down or draw anything he could think of to get his mind off of Buffy.
(:::::|:::::)
Buffy sighs and looks up at the clock, four fifteen, where was Willow? Their study thing started like five minutes ago, and she was late. Hey, not that Buffy was complaining or anything, but she wanted to talk to Willow about girl stuff. Maybe boys, or make up, or other things that she had never been able to talk to anyone about before.
Ok, so there had been people, but she didn't feel like they really cared, and Willow might have some little hints or tips about what Angel liked in a girl...
'Stop that Buffy! He doesn't like you, move it along, you have no chance with him at all' she reminds herself, sighing, when the door to her room opens.
"Hey Buffy, sorry I'm late, I had a little trouble getting out of my house..."
Buffy raised an eyebrow, "What kind of trouble?"
"My mom thought I was going over to a guy's house, or something..." Willow explains, taking out her textbook.
Buffy looks at her, "Hey Will, can we talk, you know instead of the study thing?"
Willow smiles, "Sure, what about?" she asks, already knowing the subject of their entire discussion.
"Boys..." Buffy says, thinking, 'more specifically Angel, but we're not going to got there just yet.'
"What about them?"
"Well, what's with you and Xander? You guys seem to know each other pretty well, any sparkage?"
"No, not really, I mean I like Xander, but he's my friend, I don't want to go out with him..."
"Oh, so you got your eye on anyone Will?"
"No, what's with you and Angel, I saw you two talking in science..."
"Speaking of science, how are we going to do our project? Seeing as we kind of have to start over and everything. And I am so glad Ms. Calendar let us be partners." Buffy says, changing the subject.
"Nice try, so spill, what's with you and Angel."
Buffy looks down, "He just wanted to borrow a pen, it was nothing special..." she says, a little down trot.
"Did you let him?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Did he give it back?"
"As a matter of fact, no, he didn't, I'll have to see if he has it tomorrow."
"Oh, and speaking of stuff we have to do, Xander said he'll meet us at the Bronze in like an hour or so, ok?"
"Ok, sounds good, so where were we, oh yeah... boys..." Buffy says, "Oh, I ran into Riley today, quite literally actually..."
"Did you fall over, you know play the whole weaker girl thing that guys like?"
"No, he kind of caught me, but it was nothing special, he's kind of weird actually, not someone I can see myself hanging with..."
"Aw... c'mon, really, 'cause he might like you."
"How do you figure...?"
"Well, he was looking at you today in Art, and by the way, you failed to talk to Angel like you said you were going to."
"Oops..." Buffy says, receiving a not amused look from Willow, "What I don't want to talk to him, ok?"
"Don't want to or are afraid too?" Willow asks, and Buffy frowns.
"The second one, I mean I already know he doesn't like me, what's the point?"
"I don't know, change his mind maybe?"
"Like that will happen, anyway, what are we going to wear tonight?"
"I don't know, all I have is that outfit you gave me, and I left it at home..."
"Well, c'mon, let's raid the uncharted territory that is my closet." Buffy says, opening it wide, and the two girls sorted through the stuff picking out what they were going to wear.
A/N Hullo again... um... Review! Please! And yeah that's pretty much it. Thank you to everyone who read, and more importantly, those who review!
Bloody SunSet