Disclaimer: The song is rest of my life by Unwritten Law.
Chapter Two
The car came to a stop in a neat parallel park just outside of school and Doyle cut the engine beside me and we each slid from our seats. With short good byes we all went our own ways. Me, I straightened my cargo type skirt and headed towards my friends who like always were gathering by front steps of Sunny Dale High.
Willow, My best friend for nearly forever and the only other girl in our group waved at me and I shuffled, still in my morning grogginess. Xander- A good friend and the goofy one of our group- stood with her along with Oz-the usually silent one as well as Willow's boyfriend and lead guitarist in our band-, and Spike –a.k.a William but anyone with sense wouldn't call him that. He's just the cool one. I stopped walking as stood by them trying to piece together the conversation that seemed to have been going on for some time.
Xander stopped talking as he noticed me there and smiled a goofy grin "Hey Buffster" He used his nickname for me though when he first made it up Willow pointed out that nicknames are meant to shorten the name not extend it. That didn't bother him.
"Willow smiled to and slipping out from her comfy position with Oz gave me a hug, like always. I smiled and greeted them all. I can't think of life without my friends, just like I can't without my family.
"How are the nibblets?" Spike asked warmly. That was Spike. No greeting needed and all the British words. We were close but not a close as Xander, Willow and I. The three of us had been together since the beginning. Oz was observing what was going on like all ways; he wasn't one for many word. Oz just nodded a quick greeting as the bell wrung.
We started up the steps and through the door when Snyder caught sight of us. We didn't even have to do anything to be in trouble from him. That principle hated our whole group, especially me.
"Miss Giles" The evil dwarf called from where he was standing. I rolled me eyes what did he want now. I farewell the other quickly as they headed to class and followed him to his office. He sat down and I stood just inside the door. "Miss Giles" he begun, "I have had reports that you haven't been turning up to all you classes. Would you like to explain?"
So that's what he wanted. No I hadn't turned up to all my classes but I had had good reasons: I didn't want to.
"No." I answered simply. He had asked me if I wanted to, hadn't he?
"Answer the question MissGiles" I rolled my eyes. What has he got with the Miss Giles-ing?
"But I did Mr Snyder" I said innocently, or as close a girl with my reputation can get. I was the school bad girl but I still managed to have good friends and good grades. What was his problem?
"No you didn't," he snarled. He was angry now. You could see be the beetroot color coming out by his graying hairline.
"But I did." I smiled inwardly. It wasn't a great achievement to get the troll angry but it was still satisfying. A great way to start the day.
"Detention!" He yelled and pointed on of his stubby fingers at the door behind me, "leave!" I turned with grace while rolling my eyes once again. Like I was going to turn up to detention.
I lift his office and started down the empty hall to my locker. I wouldn't be cutting today. I liked the classes today. Double art, English, Music and History. All easy subjects and all I was good at. I like Fridays.
I day passed quickly and it was time to go home. As the bell wrung to signal the end of the day and our week end freedom my friends and I through the crushing crowds in the hall towards the open skies outside where Doyle and Dru would meet me by Doyle's car.
"Any plans for the weekend?" Spike asked us all. And we all nodded together.
"If you didn't remember we are playing at the Bronze tonight" Oz stated. Our band consisted of Spike on the drums, Oz on lead guitar and backup singing and me on bass guitar and lead singing. Willow organized where we would play and Xander be just joked was our groupie, he did have mush to do with the music.
"Oh yeah!" Spike replied just remembering then continued, "what about the rest of the weekend?"
"I'm up in L.A. seeing me bro," Oz stated.
"I have Lindsey and the twins Saturday night" I answered, "but if you guys want you can come over and watch movies. Mum and Dad are at some Art thing."
Willow, Xander and Spike all nodded and whet it was settled what would be going on I headed to the car that my brother and sister were already sitting in.
"I heard you were naughty," Dru stated as I got in the empty front seat. "I heard you went to play chicken when you were meant to be in class"
"Playing chicken?" Doyle asked me. He knew I had been skipping class but not to play chicken as my sister put it. Or as a person who didn't know Dru, having sex.
"Doyle," I laughed. "It's just some year seven rumor."
Doyle shrugged "If you say so. I didn't even know you had a boyfriend," he shrugged turning on the egnition and pulling out onto the road. So that's hat it's about. I'm his little sister who he's meant to look after and I hadn't told him I had a boyfriend.
"I don't have one Doyle," I told him gently and he relaxed. "If I had one don't' you think I'd tell you?"
He smiled at that, "Yeah. Sorry"
It was my turn to shrug. At least wa had go that sorted out. "So did you two have a nice day?" I asked half turning to look at Dru who was once again looking into space.
"Yeah" She answered vaguely, "I got into singing" He voice was a little less vague at that and a little more proud. She was of course talking about the state vocal competition. She was a fantastic singer.
"Good on ya" Doyal and I choused. "So how about you?" I turned fully to Doyle who was looking a the road. We were nearly home.
"Fine," he mumbled, "looks like I'm in detention with you."
"I'm not going." I stated, "what'd you get it for."
"Fight." That was the end of the conversation for we pulled up in our driveway.
I walked onto the small stage with Spike and Oz on either side of me and looked out into the Friday night crowd at the local teen club. I lights where in my eyes but I could make out Xander and Willow in the crowd as everyone cheered or clapped. Our band was called 'Slayer'. We were the shining stars of the town as far as bands went. Were are going up to L.A. in two weeks for a few gigs and a talk with some people in the music industry who are interested in us. Yay!
I took the lead mike and swung my guitar over as Spirk counted up in on the drums for our first son. One I had written afew weeks ago when I felt a little down.
I calm came over the three of us up there on the stage and we soon were immersed in the song.
Am I the only one that feels alone
Though, all is home
Emotions flow
Am I the only one that hears the tears run down my face
Would anybody recognize at all
Cause I know
I'm so slow
But I'm tryin
And I'm still dyin to know
Say you won't leave for the rest of my
Life's the only thing that deals the pain
Like pouring rain
Breeding hate
And I don't wanna do no wrong
My God, it's been so long
Please comfort me
Before I go insane
Cause I know
I'm so slow
But I'm tryin
And I'm still dyin to know
Say you won't leave for the rest of my life
I know
I'm so slow
But I'm trying
And I'm still dying to know
Say you won't leave for the rest of my life
I'm so slow
But i'm tryin
And i'm still dyin to know
Say you won't leave for the rest of my
I can't have you leave for the rest of my
Say you won't leave for the rest of my life
The song finished and everyone clapped before we continued to play a few more. It
was a good night. My life was wonderful. For now...
Ok another chapter just because I felt like writing. I was going to bring the complication in this chapter but I decided against it. Next chapter. Please review, I'm not to sure whether to continue or not (It will get more interesting).
Chapter Two
The car came to a stop in a neat parallel park just outside of school and Doyle cut the engine beside me and we each slid from our seats. With short good byes we all went our own ways. Me, I straightened my cargo type skirt and headed towards my friends who like always were gathering by front steps of Sunny Dale High.
Willow, My best friend for nearly forever and the only other girl in our group waved at me and I shuffled, still in my morning grogginess. Xander- A good friend and the goofy one of our group- stood with her along with Oz-the usually silent one as well as Willow's boyfriend and lead guitarist in our band-, and Spike –a.k.a William but anyone with sense wouldn't call him that. He's just the cool one. I stopped walking as stood by them trying to piece together the conversation that seemed to have been going on for some time.
Xander stopped talking as he noticed me there and smiled a goofy grin "Hey Buffster" He used his nickname for me though when he first made it up Willow pointed out that nicknames are meant to shorten the name not extend it. That didn't bother him.
"Willow smiled to and slipping out from her comfy position with Oz gave me a hug, like always. I smiled and greeted them all. I can't think of life without my friends, just like I can't without my family.
"How are the nibblets?" Spike asked warmly. That was Spike. No greeting needed and all the British words. We were close but not a close as Xander, Willow and I. The three of us had been together since the beginning. Oz was observing what was going on like all ways; he wasn't one for many word. Oz just nodded a quick greeting as the bell wrung.
We started up the steps and through the door when Snyder caught sight of us. We didn't even have to do anything to be in trouble from him. That principle hated our whole group, especially me.
"Miss Giles" The evil dwarf called from where he was standing. I rolled me eyes what did he want now. I farewell the other quickly as they headed to class and followed him to his office. He sat down and I stood just inside the door. "Miss Giles" he begun, "I have had reports that you haven't been turning up to all you classes. Would you like to explain?"
So that's what he wanted. No I hadn't turned up to all my classes but I had had good reasons: I didn't want to.
"No." I answered simply. He had asked me if I wanted to, hadn't he?
"Answer the question MissGiles" I rolled my eyes. What has he got with the Miss Giles-ing?
"But I did Mr Snyder" I said innocently, or as close a girl with my reputation can get. I was the school bad girl but I still managed to have good friends and good grades. What was his problem?
"No you didn't," he snarled. He was angry now. You could see be the beetroot color coming out by his graying hairline.
"But I did." I smiled inwardly. It wasn't a great achievement to get the troll angry but it was still satisfying. A great way to start the day.
"Detention!" He yelled and pointed on of his stubby fingers at the door behind me, "leave!" I turned with grace while rolling my eyes once again. Like I was going to turn up to detention.
I lift his office and started down the empty hall to my locker. I wouldn't be cutting today. I liked the classes today. Double art, English, Music and History. All easy subjects and all I was good at. I like Fridays.
I day passed quickly and it was time to go home. As the bell wrung to signal the end of the day and our week end freedom my friends and I through the crushing crowds in the hall towards the open skies outside where Doyle and Dru would meet me by Doyle's car.
"Any plans for the weekend?" Spike asked us all. And we all nodded together.
"If you didn't remember we are playing at the Bronze tonight" Oz stated. Our band consisted of Spike on the drums, Oz on lead guitar and backup singing and me on bass guitar and lead singing. Willow organized where we would play and Xander be just joked was our groupie, he did have mush to do with the music.
"Oh yeah!" Spike replied just remembering then continued, "what about the rest of the weekend?"
"I'm up in L.A. seeing me bro," Oz stated.
"I have Lindsey and the twins Saturday night" I answered, "but if you guys want you can come over and watch movies. Mum and Dad are at some Art thing."
Willow, Xander and Spike all nodded and whet it was settled what would be going on I headed to the car that my brother and sister were already sitting in.
"I heard you were naughty," Dru stated as I got in the empty front seat. "I heard you went to play chicken when you were meant to be in class"
"Playing chicken?" Doyle asked me. He knew I had been skipping class but not to play chicken as my sister put it. Or as a person who didn't know Dru, having sex.
"Doyle," I laughed. "It's just some year seven rumor."
Doyle shrugged "If you say so. I didn't even know you had a boyfriend," he shrugged turning on the egnition and pulling out onto the road. So that's hat it's about. I'm his little sister who he's meant to look after and I hadn't told him I had a boyfriend.
"I don't have one Doyle," I told him gently and he relaxed. "If I had one don't' you think I'd tell you?"
He smiled at that, "Yeah. Sorry"
It was my turn to shrug. At least wa had go that sorted out. "So did you two have a nice day?" I asked half turning to look at Dru who was once again looking into space.
"Yeah" She answered vaguely, "I got into singing" He voice was a little less vague at that and a little more proud. She was of course talking about the state vocal competition. She was a fantastic singer.
"Good on ya" Doyal and I choused. "So how about you?" I turned fully to Doyle who was looking a the road. We were nearly home.
"Fine," he mumbled, "looks like I'm in detention with you."
"I'm not going." I stated, "what'd you get it for."
"Fight." That was the end of the conversation for we pulled up in our driveway.
I walked onto the small stage with Spike and Oz on either side of me and looked out into the Friday night crowd at the local teen club. I lights where in my eyes but I could make out Xander and Willow in the crowd as everyone cheered or clapped. Our band was called 'Slayer'. We were the shining stars of the town as far as bands went. Were are going up to L.A. in two weeks for a few gigs and a talk with some people in the music industry who are interested in us. Yay!
I took the lead mike and swung my guitar over as Spirk counted up in on the drums for our first son. One I had written afew weeks ago when I felt a little down.
I calm came over the three of us up there on the stage and we soon were immersed in the song.
Am I the only one that feels alone
Though, all is home
Emotions flow
Am I the only one that hears the tears run down my face
Would anybody recognize at all
Cause I know
I'm so slow
But I'm tryin
And I'm still dyin to know
Say you won't leave for the rest of my
Life's the only thing that deals the pain
Like pouring rain
Breeding hate
And I don't wanna do no wrong
My God, it's been so long
Please comfort me
Before I go insane
Cause I know
I'm so slow
But I'm tryin
And I'm still dyin to know
Say you won't leave for the rest of my life
I know
I'm so slow
But I'm trying
And I'm still dying to know
Say you won't leave for the rest of my life
I'm so slow
But i'm tryin
And i'm still dyin to know
Say you won't leave for the rest of my
I can't have you leave for the rest of my
Say you won't leave for the rest of my life
The song finished and everyone clapped before we continued to play a few more. It
was a good night. My life was wonderful. For now...
Ok another chapter just because I felt like writing. I was going to bring the complication in this chapter but I decided against it. Next chapter. Please review, I'm not to sure whether to continue or not (It will get more interesting).