9/3/04
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15 Something, Chapter 3
The next thing Angel knew he had woken up in his bed. He knew this was NOT a good sign…. He stretched his arms, and almost made a noise similar to an eep! He looked down at himself and was shocked. "What is going on here?" he whispered baffled.
He got out of bed, and was sad. He was short! Really short! He sighed as he felt anguish. Now Spike would pick on him…. Wait a minute, he was breathing. He placed his hand to his heart, yep, it beat a steady tempo.
He ran over to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. This time he did eep out! "Oh gawd! My hair! It's it's ruined!" he cried! His once deep mahogany short hair, was now red and black!
He looked back into the mirror. His eyes were outlined in black mascara? "What? NO! That shouldn't be there!" he said, scrubbing like mad. It would not come off! "This, this is some sort of sick joke from those damn Powers! I know it!" he said, angered at his appearance. "I look like a freaking Spike clone gone horribly wrong!" he said, his vice cracking.
"Damn! I hate puberty!" he said, throwing the washcloth into the sink. He walked out of the bathroom, head down. He opened his closet full of clothes. He felt like crying. He couldn't even wear his favorite shirts!
He grabbed randomly at some shirt that had shrunk in the wash, and some sweat pants, pulling the strings. Maybe no one would notice?
He walked down the steps, replaying his mantra. 'If I'm really quite, no one will notice'. He said, quietly walking down the stairs. He was at the last step, when he tripped. 'Damnit!', he thought stumbling, and causing the lobby people to notice.
"OMG! He's a teenie goth!" Cordelia said, laughing hysterically. Gunn joined her, as he knocked over some papers. Spike just stood there, laughing. He was frozen to the spot, this was just too much. "Bloody hell!" he said, setting down his cup o' blood. Wesley, he was trying to be mature about it. He hid his face behind the newspaper. "I don't think it's funny," he said, biting his lower lip.
"I hate you all!" Angel said. It would have been dramatic, had his voice not squeaked at the end. Gunn wiped some tears from his eyes, as Cordelia held her sides.
"Can't wait till the Sunny hell group sees this…" Spike said, lighting a cigarette.
"WHAT!?" Angel said, eyes bugging out of his head. 'Wasn't it enough for his friends to laugh at him? What did he need the Scoobies to laugh at him for!' he thought.
"Yeah, it, (laugh), seems that, (deep breath), that Giles found some spell regarding some Kelps-" "Calypso" Wesley cut Cordelia off. "Yeah, those demons. And he wanted to show Wesley, as a fellow watcher." Cordelia laughed.
"I hate my life" Angel pouted, sitting on the top step.
Ok, so what do you think? Sorry, not really any slash yet. But it shall be here, and soon! I'm trying to build a plot, (it's my first attempt! If you like Wes/Angel, though, I got some stories, and even a Spike/Angel one! Shameless self-promotion ya'll!)
Thanks for reading!
