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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: An Entire chapter dedicated to the wonderful club the Bronze. We now know that Buffy and Angel like one another, but they are too stupid to notice that they both like each other. Am I evil or what?
But It Feels So Right
It was raining. Why did it have to be raining? The town was named SUNNYdale after all, so why did it always seem to rain, when you didn't want it to.
Buffy grumbled as she walked out of her house, praying that it she wouldn't be soaked when she got to school. Wondering why she wasn't using an umbrella, she strolls down the sidewalk, watching the little rain droplets fall on her nose.
She shook her head, and smiled, the rain wasn't that bad, especially when it was this light, the drops were tiny, there was no way you could get soaked in this weather, but still an umbrella would have been nice right now.
She stopped and spun around in a circle, head thrown back, arms stretching out at her sides, and her eyes closed.
"Summers, what are you doing?" A feminine voice asked from beside her.
"Spinning." Buffy replied simply, not stopping or slowing down.
"Well, you want to stop, or are you just going to stay here all day, acting like a moron?"
Buffy stopped, and shook her head, trying to shake off the feeling of dizziness she got from spinning around. "Ok, I'm stopped, what else would you like, your highness?" She asked sarcastically, looking over at a group of girls who were staring at her.
"Nothing, you can just go on your merry way now." The other girl rolled her eyes.
Buffy scoffed, "Thank you, I will."
The other girl glared at her, and Buffy stuck her tongue out at her. Very immature, yes, but funny when you think about it too much. Or when you're in giggle mode. Neither of which was happening now, but she wasn't really in the mood to be mocked.
Buffy turned away from the other girls, and continued to make her way down the sidewalk, school was but a few yards away, and would you look at that, Buffy was early. A first for her when she wasn't trying to actually be on time or something like that.
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'Science class, one of the better subjects in school, there's fire, and explosions when you do it right, or maybe that's when you do it wrong, oh well, whatever.'
"Hey Willow, any ideas of what we might do for our science project?" Buffy asked as the red head took a seat next to her.
"Um yeah, but it would take hundreds of billions of our government's money, and some really brave guys." She said, laying her head down on the desk.
"Oh, so you came up with nothing too, huh?" It wasn't a question, and now science class seemed to be sucking just a little bit. Harmony and Cordelia had taken Willow's science project idea, and now they were stuck trying to find a new one, seeing as no one was aloud to do the same project.
"Oh, I know," Buffy said suddenly, causing Willow to look up at her, "We can test people's opinions on stuff, like different points of view, and then document it and stuff!"
"Ok, who are you, and what have you done with Buffy?" Willow asked, smiling, "I'm kidding, that's a great idea, who'd you steal it from?"
"The discovery channel, pretty interesting stuff when you're bored to death." Willow glared at her and Buffy smiled sheepishly, "Unless you're into that kind of stuff, cause then it might be cool."
"Right, so what kind of questions should we ask people?" Willow asked, pulling out a notebook to write down ideas.
"How about we ask boys what they want in a girl, and what the girls want in a guy?" Buffy suggested,
Willow raised an eyebrow, "Nice topic Buffy, but is there another reason behind that topic?"
"What? No, I just want to get a decent science mark this term." She replied, although Willow could tell she was lying. Buffy wanted to find out what she could do to impress Angel. And she was being so obvious about it, but hey, it was sure to get them an a on the project, so Willow had once again let one of Buffy's lies slide.
Speaking of letting things slide, Willow was yet to find out what had happened at the Bronze the other night. She figured now was as good a time as ever to ask about it, seeing as Buffy had promised to tell her later.
"So, now that we know what we're doing for science, what happened last night?" Willow asked putting the notebook away, and turning to Buffy.
"I don't know, what happened last night?" Buffy asked, knowing what Willow meant, but not really wanting to talk about it.
"At the Bronze, you said you'd tell me, so spill."
Buffy sighed, "Me and Angel were dancing, I screwed up, and now he hates me, ok?" She explained in the plainest and quickest way she knew how.
"I'm sure he doesn't hate you, why would anyone hate you?"
"Well there was this one incident with spray paint and a police car..." Buffy started but Willow interrupted her.
"Other than the people you decided it would be fun to vandalize."
"No one that I know of, wait, yes there is, but she's still in LA so never mind." Buffy said, sighing, and Willow gave her a strange look, "it was nothing important, just let it go Will."
"What ever you say." She said as the bell rang.
They both stood up, and Willow followed Buffy to their lockers, conveniently they were close by. Buffy rummaged through the junk she had in there, and smiled when she found some money, slamming her locker closed, she walked over and joined Willow at hers.
Willow's locker was the opposite of Buffy's, clean, organized, and there were pictures in it. Lots of them. She instantly recognized that the pictures were of Willow and Xander, when they were little, when they were a little less little, right up to what looked like last year.
Willow closed her locker and looked at Buffy, "Ok, c'mon let's go." She said, and Buffy shook herself put of the daze she was in.
"Right, to the lunch room we go."
"The cafeteria was on the other side of the school, so it took Willow and Buffy a few minutes to get there. In the hallway they passed some really strange looking kids that were banging books against their heads, and chanting something that sounded like Latin, and vaguely familiar. But Buffy wasn't really sure, she couldn't even understand French, and she'd been taking that for at least four years.
She and Willow both rolled their eyes at the geeks, and Buffy suddenly realized where she had heard the chant before. Monty Python and the Holy Grail. That's what it was, man those guys must have been obsessed or something, well, at least they weren't wearing monk robes or anything like that.
The lunchroom was noisy when the two entered, filled with hungry high school children, and in the very center of the room, Principle Snyder was assigning detentions to any kid within five feet of him.
Xander signaled to Willow, and she dragged Buffy over to the table he was sitting at.
"How is it you always beat us to lunch?" Buffy asked sitting down.
"Wouldn't want to be late for my favorite class of the day would I?"
"Xander, Lunch isn't a class, it's a break."
"A break in which we get to study the art of consuming, and or throw food products." Xander said, observing a piece of cake that had landed in front of him on the table. "You know, I'm just going to make a suggestion, maybe we should, I don't know, duck?"
Willow and Buffy didn't even nod before the three of them found themselves sitting under one of the tables, looking at each other, "Just another normal day at Sunnydale High." Willow said, peeking up at the now ongoing food fight.
"You know, you think these guys would get tired of detention." Buffy remarks, indicating the guys who started a food fight at least every other week in the school year. They held the record for the most detentions for a single act of "unruliness" in the school and they had so far, been successfully able to keep their title for three years in a row.
Though they did have some competition when Buffy had set fire to the school's flag and raised it last year. Man that had been funny scored her six weeks of detention, including Saturdays. The after math had sucked, but being able to say you burned the school's flag had its upside too. Right now Buffy couldn't think of one, because she was to busy dodging any food that came flying under the table at her or Willow.
Xander seemed to be holding his own, for the moment, until a sandwich hit him in the face. Buffy and Willow burst out laughing, and he looked at them like a cat ready to pounce.
"C'mon guys, let's get out of here." Willow said, motioning towards the closed cafeteria door.
"Good idea Will." Xander said, and he Willow and Buffy made a mad dash to the door managing to not get covered in food.
All three were making their way down the halls to their next class, not really wanting to go back into the lunchroom at that point.
Xander immediately went over and sat next to Angel, who merely looked up at him, and nodded, Xander replied to that with a "Don't you ever talk? Or is it just ok, I'll nod at you, maybe acknowledge you and you'll go away?"
He rolled his eyes, "Yes Xander I do talk."
Buffy didn't hear the rest of their conversation, because it was soon drown out by her own with Willow, which was pretty much about what they were going to do to complete their science project and stuff.
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"Yes, I see that you can talk Angel, you just never do, it's kind if creepy." Xander said taking a seat next to him.
"Yeah, I heard you the first ten thousand times you told me that, this year." He replied, then glared at him. "You know that I know you looked through my notebook, right?"
"And you know that I know that you know that you like Buffy Summers no matter how much you deny it."
"Xander, do you have to bring her up every time we talk, it's always Buffy this, or Buffy that, I think you like her."
"So what if I do, she's cute, am I not aloud to like her?"
"Yeah, the girl you said was, and I quote, "The scariest kid I've ever seen, she's hangs out in cemeteries a lot, it's very unnormal." End quote, what's with you Xander, you like her, ask her out."
"No way, she has no interest in me at all, she likes you, so you ask her out."
Angel sighs, "Is this what my life is going to be like?" he asked Xander rhetorically.
"Until you just admit you like her, and ask her out, yes, yes it is."
Angel sighed again, and glared at him, "What ever, now tell me, what did I this morning?"
"You mean in history? Nothing really, oh wait, Mr. O'Shea says that if you ever skip his class again, he's going to give you detention."
"Did you tell him what I was doing?"
"Yeah, but he said he didn't believe me, and that if I knew anything I should really tell him. You know you should get a note from your dad or something, it's not always your fault you're not in class."
"Yeah, I know, most of the time it's my stupid cousin, he drives me insane! And he never wakes up on time, and then there's the fact that I live ten miles from the school, and have to walk every day."
"I don't think teacher's ever understand things like that, so how is your cousin anyway?"
"Annoying as ever, I'm just glad he's not here today, makes my life so much easier." Angel said, exasperatedly.
"What he do, fake being sick again? Man, he's so good at that, wish I could pull it off." Xander said, wondering why this kid was so good at everything.
"I really don't know, William's just good at everything that involves, cheating, stealing, swiping, destroying, burning." Angel would have gone on listing things that he didn't like about his cousin, when Principle Snyder entered the room.
"Ok kids, listen up!" He said, getting the attention of the entire class. "I'm going to be your study hall teacher today, and I want it completely silent, or else you'll get detention, any questions?"
"Where's Mrs. D.?" someone in that back asked.
"She was released from her duties as a teacher yesterday for her lack of enthusiasm with her students, and because she faked her resume, any other questions."
A few hands shot up into the air, but Snyder ignored them and sat down at the desk, "Good."
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Buffy and Willow looked at each other, this was going to be the most boring study hall ever. If they couldn't talk, they couldn't do their science project, and that was the only homework they had tonight. Perfect.
Buffy sighed, and received a glare from the principle, she would have glared back, but she really didn't feel like getting detention today. She looked over at Xander and Angel. Xander smiled at her, and she smiled back, but Angel didn't even acknowledge her. He just stared right back into her eyes.
Her gaze turned questioning, and Angel smirked. Buffy was even more confused, what was he playing at. Hey, maybe he didn't hate her after all; maybe he still liked her, if he had in the first place. Buffy smiles at him, and heard Willow and Xander both sigh. She laughed, but silenced herself quickly, when Snyder cleared his throat.
She laid her head down on her desk, but didn't take her eyes off Angel, maybe she could ask him to go to the Bronze with her tonight. Of course, she'd bring Willow and Xander with them, but at least she was going to ask him, and she got points in bravery for doing that.
A/N la dee dum do da. Hullo everyone. This is the end of chapter six, I am on six, right? Anyway, I'm starting to get writers block, just a little, because it took a little extra brainpower to write this chapter. It also took longer than it normally did. I wonder why. And my arm hurts, my friend thought it funny to scratch it until it turned red, and now I have a seemingly permanent red mark on my arm. Etienne! I'm going to kill you! And guess what? Angel's on tonight! In about an hour or so, so I'm going to go watch that.
Oh, and I am sorry about the lack of B/A in this B/A story, but I'm getting there, and Buffy's stepping up to the plate. And like I remind you in most of the chapters, I want reviews, or the story stops, and you never find out what Buffy does. So REVIEW! NOW! It's very simple, just click the button and type good job in the little box, or something even better just to make me feel better, ok?
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I got three reviews for the last chapter, and I think it was because I was threatening you people, and it worked. Hehehehe I am so smart!
I shall now take a line or two to thank mnkychick1823, Tariq, and skye- lark913 (again, heh.) Thank you very much! And cheers to the sixth chapter! I have never felt so accomplished in my entire life, man, my life is pretty sad.
Disclaimer: I'm not saying a word.........
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: An Entire chapter dedicated to the wonderful club the Bronze. We now know that Buffy and Angel like one another, but they are too stupid to notice that they both like each other. Am I evil or what?
But It Feels So Right
It was raining. Why did it have to be raining? The town was named SUNNYdale after all, so why did it always seem to rain, when you didn't want it to.
Buffy grumbled as she walked out of her house, praying that it she wouldn't be soaked when she got to school. Wondering why she wasn't using an umbrella, she strolls down the sidewalk, watching the little rain droplets fall on her nose.
She shook her head, and smiled, the rain wasn't that bad, especially when it was this light, the drops were tiny, there was no way you could get soaked in this weather, but still an umbrella would have been nice right now.
She stopped and spun around in a circle, head thrown back, arms stretching out at her sides, and her eyes closed.
"Summers, what are you doing?" A feminine voice asked from beside her.
"Spinning." Buffy replied simply, not stopping or slowing down.
"Well, you want to stop, or are you just going to stay here all day, acting like a moron?"
Buffy stopped, and shook her head, trying to shake off the feeling of dizziness she got from spinning around. "Ok, I'm stopped, what else would you like, your highness?" She asked sarcastically, looking over at a group of girls who were staring at her.
"Nothing, you can just go on your merry way now." The other girl rolled her eyes.
Buffy scoffed, "Thank you, I will."
The other girl glared at her, and Buffy stuck her tongue out at her. Very immature, yes, but funny when you think about it too much. Or when you're in giggle mode. Neither of which was happening now, but she wasn't really in the mood to be mocked.
Buffy turned away from the other girls, and continued to make her way down the sidewalk, school was but a few yards away, and would you look at that, Buffy was early. A first for her when she wasn't trying to actually be on time or something like that.
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'Science class, one of the better subjects in school, there's fire, and explosions when you do it right, or maybe that's when you do it wrong, oh well, whatever.'
"Hey Willow, any ideas of what we might do for our science project?" Buffy asked as the red head took a seat next to her.
"Um yeah, but it would take hundreds of billions of our government's money, and some really brave guys." She said, laying her head down on the desk.
"Oh, so you came up with nothing too, huh?" It wasn't a question, and now science class seemed to be sucking just a little bit. Harmony and Cordelia had taken Willow's science project idea, and now they were stuck trying to find a new one, seeing as no one was aloud to do the same project.
"Oh, I know," Buffy said suddenly, causing Willow to look up at her, "We can test people's opinions on stuff, like different points of view, and then document it and stuff!"
"Ok, who are you, and what have you done with Buffy?" Willow asked, smiling, "I'm kidding, that's a great idea, who'd you steal it from?"
"The discovery channel, pretty interesting stuff when you're bored to death." Willow glared at her and Buffy smiled sheepishly, "Unless you're into that kind of stuff, cause then it might be cool."
"Right, so what kind of questions should we ask people?" Willow asked, pulling out a notebook to write down ideas.
"How about we ask boys what they want in a girl, and what the girls want in a guy?" Buffy suggested,
Willow raised an eyebrow, "Nice topic Buffy, but is there another reason behind that topic?"
"What? No, I just want to get a decent science mark this term." She replied, although Willow could tell she was lying. Buffy wanted to find out what she could do to impress Angel. And she was being so obvious about it, but hey, it was sure to get them an a on the project, so Willow had once again let one of Buffy's lies slide.
Speaking of letting things slide, Willow was yet to find out what had happened at the Bronze the other night. She figured now was as good a time as ever to ask about it, seeing as Buffy had promised to tell her later.
"So, now that we know what we're doing for science, what happened last night?" Willow asked putting the notebook away, and turning to Buffy.
"I don't know, what happened last night?" Buffy asked, knowing what Willow meant, but not really wanting to talk about it.
"At the Bronze, you said you'd tell me, so spill."
Buffy sighed, "Me and Angel were dancing, I screwed up, and now he hates me, ok?" She explained in the plainest and quickest way she knew how.
"I'm sure he doesn't hate you, why would anyone hate you?"
"Well there was this one incident with spray paint and a police car..." Buffy started but Willow interrupted her.
"Other than the people you decided it would be fun to vandalize."
"No one that I know of, wait, yes there is, but she's still in LA so never mind." Buffy said, sighing, and Willow gave her a strange look, "it was nothing important, just let it go Will."
"What ever you say." She said as the bell rang.
They both stood up, and Willow followed Buffy to their lockers, conveniently they were close by. Buffy rummaged through the junk she had in there, and smiled when she found some money, slamming her locker closed, she walked over and joined Willow at hers.
Willow's locker was the opposite of Buffy's, clean, organized, and there were pictures in it. Lots of them. She instantly recognized that the pictures were of Willow and Xander, when they were little, when they were a little less little, right up to what looked like last year.
Willow closed her locker and looked at Buffy, "Ok, c'mon let's go." She said, and Buffy shook herself put of the daze she was in.
"Right, to the lunch room we go."
"The cafeteria was on the other side of the school, so it took Willow and Buffy a few minutes to get there. In the hallway they passed some really strange looking kids that were banging books against their heads, and chanting something that sounded like Latin, and vaguely familiar. But Buffy wasn't really sure, she couldn't even understand French, and she'd been taking that for at least four years.
She and Willow both rolled their eyes at the geeks, and Buffy suddenly realized where she had heard the chant before. Monty Python and the Holy Grail. That's what it was, man those guys must have been obsessed or something, well, at least they weren't wearing monk robes or anything like that.
The lunchroom was noisy when the two entered, filled with hungry high school children, and in the very center of the room, Principle Snyder was assigning detentions to any kid within five feet of him.
Xander signaled to Willow, and she dragged Buffy over to the table he was sitting at.
"How is it you always beat us to lunch?" Buffy asked sitting down.
"Wouldn't want to be late for my favorite class of the day would I?"
"Xander, Lunch isn't a class, it's a break."
"A break in which we get to study the art of consuming, and or throw food products." Xander said, observing a piece of cake that had landed in front of him on the table. "You know, I'm just going to make a suggestion, maybe we should, I don't know, duck?"
Willow and Buffy didn't even nod before the three of them found themselves sitting under one of the tables, looking at each other, "Just another normal day at Sunnydale High." Willow said, peeking up at the now ongoing food fight.
"You know, you think these guys would get tired of detention." Buffy remarks, indicating the guys who started a food fight at least every other week in the school year. They held the record for the most detentions for a single act of "unruliness" in the school and they had so far, been successfully able to keep their title for three years in a row.
Though they did have some competition when Buffy had set fire to the school's flag and raised it last year. Man that had been funny scored her six weeks of detention, including Saturdays. The after math had sucked, but being able to say you burned the school's flag had its upside too. Right now Buffy couldn't think of one, because she was to busy dodging any food that came flying under the table at her or Willow.
Xander seemed to be holding his own, for the moment, until a sandwich hit him in the face. Buffy and Willow burst out laughing, and he looked at them like a cat ready to pounce.
"C'mon guys, let's get out of here." Willow said, motioning towards the closed cafeteria door.
"Good idea Will." Xander said, and he Willow and Buffy made a mad dash to the door managing to not get covered in food.
All three were making their way down the halls to their next class, not really wanting to go back into the lunchroom at that point.
Xander immediately went over and sat next to Angel, who merely looked up at him, and nodded, Xander replied to that with a "Don't you ever talk? Or is it just ok, I'll nod at you, maybe acknowledge you and you'll go away?"
He rolled his eyes, "Yes Xander I do talk."
Buffy didn't hear the rest of their conversation, because it was soon drown out by her own with Willow, which was pretty much about what they were going to do to complete their science project and stuff.
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"Yes, I see that you can talk Angel, you just never do, it's kind if creepy." Xander said taking a seat next to him.
"Yeah, I heard you the first ten thousand times you told me that, this year." He replied, then glared at him. "You know that I know you looked through my notebook, right?"
"And you know that I know that you know that you like Buffy Summers no matter how much you deny it."
"Xander, do you have to bring her up every time we talk, it's always Buffy this, or Buffy that, I think you like her."
"So what if I do, she's cute, am I not aloud to like her?"
"Yeah, the girl you said was, and I quote, "The scariest kid I've ever seen, she's hangs out in cemeteries a lot, it's very unnormal." End quote, what's with you Xander, you like her, ask her out."
"No way, she has no interest in me at all, she likes you, so you ask her out."
Angel sighs, "Is this what my life is going to be like?" he asked Xander rhetorically.
"Until you just admit you like her, and ask her out, yes, yes it is."
Angel sighed again, and glared at him, "What ever, now tell me, what did I this morning?"
"You mean in history? Nothing really, oh wait, Mr. O'Shea says that if you ever skip his class again, he's going to give you detention."
"Did you tell him what I was doing?"
"Yeah, but he said he didn't believe me, and that if I knew anything I should really tell him. You know you should get a note from your dad or something, it's not always your fault you're not in class."
"Yeah, I know, most of the time it's my stupid cousin, he drives me insane! And he never wakes up on time, and then there's the fact that I live ten miles from the school, and have to walk every day."
"I don't think teacher's ever understand things like that, so how is your cousin anyway?"
"Annoying as ever, I'm just glad he's not here today, makes my life so much easier." Angel said, exasperatedly.
"What he do, fake being sick again? Man, he's so good at that, wish I could pull it off." Xander said, wondering why this kid was so good at everything.
"I really don't know, William's just good at everything that involves, cheating, stealing, swiping, destroying, burning." Angel would have gone on listing things that he didn't like about his cousin, when Principle Snyder entered the room.
"Ok kids, listen up!" He said, getting the attention of the entire class. "I'm going to be your study hall teacher today, and I want it completely silent, or else you'll get detention, any questions?"
"Where's Mrs. D.?" someone in that back asked.
"She was released from her duties as a teacher yesterday for her lack of enthusiasm with her students, and because she faked her resume, any other questions."
A few hands shot up into the air, but Snyder ignored them and sat down at the desk, "Good."
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Buffy and Willow looked at each other, this was going to be the most boring study hall ever. If they couldn't talk, they couldn't do their science project, and that was the only homework they had tonight. Perfect.
Buffy sighed, and received a glare from the principle, she would have glared back, but she really didn't feel like getting detention today. She looked over at Xander and Angel. Xander smiled at her, and she smiled back, but Angel didn't even acknowledge her. He just stared right back into her eyes.
Her gaze turned questioning, and Angel smirked. Buffy was even more confused, what was he playing at. Hey, maybe he didn't hate her after all; maybe he still liked her, if he had in the first place. Buffy smiles at him, and heard Willow and Xander both sigh. She laughed, but silenced herself quickly, when Snyder cleared his throat.
She laid her head down on her desk, but didn't take her eyes off Angel, maybe she could ask him to go to the Bronze with her tonight. Of course, she'd bring Willow and Xander with them, but at least she was going to ask him, and she got points in bravery for doing that.
A/N la dee dum do da. Hullo everyone. This is the end of chapter six, I am on six, right? Anyway, I'm starting to get writers block, just a little, because it took a little extra brainpower to write this chapter. It also took longer than it normally did. I wonder why. And my arm hurts, my friend thought it funny to scratch it until it turned red, and now I have a seemingly permanent red mark on my arm. Etienne! I'm going to kill you! And guess what? Angel's on tonight! In about an hour or so, so I'm going to go watch that.
Oh, and I am sorry about the lack of B/A in this B/A story, but I'm getting there, and Buffy's stepping up to the plate. And like I remind you in most of the chapters, I want reviews, or the story stops, and you never find out what Buffy does. So REVIEW! NOW! It's very simple, just click the button and type good job in the little box, or something even better just to make me feel better, ok?
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