Title: The First Seconded
Author: Falcon-Rider falcon_rider@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13 for Angst and ect. And CD
Disclaimer: I own nothing 'cept the plot and Nich. Oh and a few others…
Authors note: Unbetad chapter sorry for long pause in updates another chappie out tomorrow… only a couple more chapters till spuffy meeting… gotta get a few things out of the way first… another ubetad part will be out tomorrow! Yay. Unless of course I'm grounded or something…
Finally a new part!
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Part Thirty Three
First Day Jitters
21 days
A sparkling orange school bus drove up to the curb of the High school and stopped with a lurch and a groan. The door slid open with an oiled ease and teens began to pile out of the over-grown vehicle. In only a few minutes summer would be officially over them and the bell for school to begin would ring.
"Well," Buffy glanced around as she walked next to her sister up the front steps of the High school. "It looks safe."
"Xander said that it's up to the states building code so baring monsters and creatures from the black lagoon it should be." Dawn smiled and waved at one of the dance team member's. The girl smiled back and went back to talking with a tall-obviously-a-football-player-guy.
"I just hope it can stand up to a Summers wondering the halls," Buffy smiled as Dawn rolled her eyes.
"I for one do not plan to blow up my High School, or set fire to it, or damage it in any way, shape, or form."
"Hey, it was for a good cause." Buffy stopped her sister just into the courtyard at the center of the school building. "And you better no-"
"Hey Dawn."
Buffy turned to see a blonde standing behind her.
Dawn smiled, "Hi Nichole… Buffy this is Nichole, Nichole this is my sister Buffy."
"Uh hi Buffy," The blonde smiled awkwardly and extended her hand.
"Hi," Buffy replied and shook it. The blond teen struck Buffy as familiar some how and she tried to place her.
Nich adjusted her shoulder strap awkwardly and smoothed out her black top. Her long hair fell in waves down her back with a section on the right side braided till just below her ear. She was unsure what to do, after all, Buffy wasn't really a common name.
"Has Dawn had you over before?"
"What?" Nich frowned. "No, I just moved here."
"Oh, I swear I've seen you before…" Buffy shrugged. "So why'd you move here of all places?"
"My Brother, he accepted a teaching position here in the history department… he's kind of my guardian so I had to come with."
Buffy didn't want to ask the question that was now lingering in an awkward silence, and she ended up not having to.
The seer scuffed a black boot across the new pavement, "My parents died when I was four."
"Uh, hey Nichole we better head to class if we want to get some good seats!" Dawn exclaimed and leaned over to kiss her sister's cheek. "See you later Buffy."
"Alright, see you later. Remember no tardies or you're dead!" Buffy hollered after her sister as she walked away.
Dawn raised her hand over her head and waved, "Gotcha!"
Buffy turned and sighed, "You just have to bring up sore subjects dontcha?" She muttered to herself as she walked toward the steps.
Without reason she froze, or so it seemed like there was no reason. Buffy turned toward a hall entrance to the main portion of the school and stared at the door for a moment. Walking up to the door she rested her hand on the handle and pulled it open just enough to slip inside.
There wasn't really any need to be secretive, however, for the schools students were already forming small groups and chatting in the halls. A few classroom doors were opened allowing students to enter to leave backpacks or to sit down. Weaving through the Hall Nichole followed the familiar feeling to the office. She frowned as her eyes found a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.
"Excuse me Miss, may I help you?" Another figure, a rather tall one at that, blocked her view. Buffy tried to lean around him but he just followed her movement with his body. "Miss?"
Buffy turned her eyes to look up at his face and found herself craning her neck, "Um no, not really. I was just-"
"Looking around?" He sounded amused.
She smiled and nodded, "Yes, I was just looking around. See I used to go here, well, not here but the old Sunnydale high."
"Awe, you must be… Buffy Summers."
"Yah, that's me." Buffy frowned at him. "How do you know who I am?"
"I researched into the old school; I just wanted to get any idea of what I was getting my self into when I accepted the position here."
"And what position would that be?" Buffy tilted her head to the side as she looked at him.
"I'm Robin Wood, the new Principle."
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Spike leaned against the freshly painted cream wall of the office as the copy machine continued to spew out the nearly three hundred copies he had asked for about 10 minutes ago. As it neared the two hundred mark his spine began to tingle slightly, but it wasn't a warning. The tingle was more like a presence. He attempted to place it and stood straight up, glancing around the room.
"Excuse me Miss-"
The words caught Spike's attention from across the room. He turned his head toward the voice and time stopped.
Or rather, seemed to stop for Spike.
The principle stood in front of her. A her that Spike could hardly see. But he knew it was her. He knew it just like he knew his favorite color was-
"Are you done with the copier?"
"Wha-?" Spike blinked at the short man in front of him and glanced down at the recently finished copier machine. "Oh. Yah mate, the machines all yours."
Taking one last glance toward Buffy and the Principle Spike slipped out the back of the office.
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"Great," Buffy smiled awkwardly as the conversation drudged on. "Then you must want me to go."
"Actually," He cut her off, "I was wondering if you'd like a job."
"You're offering me a job?" Buffy nearly laughed out loud.
"Well it wouldn't pay much, or rather hardly anything at all but it would be for a good cause." He smiled and cleared his throat, "It's a part time position as a councilor and we really-."
"I would love to really I would," Buffy shook her head. "In fact I'm thinking about counseling as my after college career but with college and my job at the local martial arts school I just don't have the time."
"Well I'm sorry to hear that," He slipped his hands into his pockets and sighed.
Buffy glanced at her watch and cursed at herself, "I really got to be going, my class starts in half in hour and I still have to set up. Thanks for the offer."
Principle wood watched her back as she hurried down the hall, "Guess I'll have to find someone else."
*****
Spike unlocked the door to his class room and stepped inside, his heart pounding slightly. He had seen her, well barely seen her, and it wasn't mutual with the stares and the awkwardness… but still, he had seen Buffy.
"Uh, is it alright if I put my back pack in here?" A voice from behind him startled Spike. He turned to see a bleach-blond girl with a purple steak in her hair. "I have your class first period and I'd rather not have to drag it around till then."
"Sure, just pick a desk." Spike nodded to the nearly empty classroom. A few posters decorated the walls, Tara and Nich's idea of course. He hadn't even wanted to really do much with the classroom till school started but they had dragged him down to the school insisting that a bright and cheerful class room is a happy class.
"There isn't going to be a seating chart?" She asked putting her bag on a desk three rows back.
"Not unless there's need of one," Spike told her offhandedly as he rummaged through his bag and used the toe of his boot to push the on button to his computer. The black machine beeped once and then whirred a bit as it came to life.
"Cool," After a moment of arranging her stuff she was gone out the door.
*****
"So that was your sister?" Nich asked as she and Dawn walked through the halls.
"Yep," Dawn sighed. "She can really be a pain sometimes."
"I know, older sibling having as well you know." Nich nodded remembering his death in England and all of his late night patrols that got him into scuffles with large numbers of vampires at times. "There a pain but you gotta love 'em- Whoa watch it!"
"Jerk," Dawn rolled
her eyes at the guys who sped past them. "Freshman?"
"Freshman." Nich nodded. "I am just so happy I got to skip that year."
"What?"
Nich froze then broke into a nervous smile, "uh I was home schooled Freshman year… a lot of no fun and tutors telling me to work harder and tests lots and lots of tests!"
Before Dawn could reply the first bell rang breaking into their conversation and announcing the first day of High school at Sunnydale High.
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"Good Morning Sunnydale High!" A cheerful high pitched voice came over the loudspeakers following a burst of pop music and the morning announcements began.
Spike rolled his eyes at the sound of the teenagers annoying voice. Trying to ignore it he picked up a sheet of paper with a grid very similar to the seating arrangement of the room. There was enough room in every space for the students name and ID# to be written. He handed it to the closest student to him and waited for the announcements to end.
A few long minutes later the announcements were over and he walked to the over head and removed the large stack of green papers.
"Good Morning, I am Mr. Walthrop and I am your history teacher this year. To answer some questions very quick I am British though I have lived in the US for the most part of the last five years, my favorite color is silver, my hear is spoken for, and I have a younger sibling who attends this school," Spike passed the papers out to the rows of students then made his way to the front of the room again and deposited the extras on the overhead. "Hopefully after we get the classroom guidelines we can have a question and answer session, if you want, but for now let's just get on with the required stuff shall we?"
*****
Nich and Dawn exchanged a look as the teacher announced that the students would be doing introductions.
"How about we go backwards in the alphabet for a change?" The teacher said which caused Nich to curse Spike's last name, inwardly of course.
"Nichole Walthrop? Would you please go first?"
Nich stood slowly and brushed a stand of hair behind her ear. "I'm Nichole Walthrop. I lived on the east coast or a few years with my Mom and step dad." Pausing she ran through the cover story once more in her mind before continuing. "My real dad is British and I have an older brother. Just to get this out of the way right now, my parents, not counting my stepfather who I never really like, are dead. I'm living with my older brother Will who is now my guardian. He is also one of the history teachers here, which is why I am here. I am a sophomore and I am also on the dance team. I have a black belt in karate and I despise most pop music."
"Thank You Nichole, Jake Terence?"
*****
The original Sunnydale slayer managed to slip into her class only five minutes after it began. Setting her bag down, she smiled sheepishly at her classmates.
"Miss Summers, you are late." The professor said as he shuffled a pile of pappers.
"Yah sorry about that, my clock was off and-"
"Just sit down." The professor waver her into silence and then continued with the discussion Buffy's entrance had interrupted.
*****
Echo sighed and raised her hand, interrupting the teacher's explanation of his Grading style.
"Can I use the bathroom?"
"Take a pass," The teacher nodded toward a couple of hanging plaques with bathroom pass stylized on them.
Echo walked out of the class and pushed a strand of blue hair behind her ear as her other hand gripped the pass. Not far down the hall she turned to the swinging bathroom door and pushed it open. Pausing she glanced at the girl doing her makeup carefully in the mirror.
"What happened?" Echo asked as the walked toward her.
The blonde brushed a strand of short hair in front of her face and smiled quickly. "Nothing."
"Did someone hit you?" Echo touched the girls shoulder lightly.
*****
"-really into Brittany spears early work before she sold out. So mostly finger paintings and macaroni art."
"Thank you dawn-" The teacher was cut off as Nich screamed.
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To be continued in: Lessons
Author Note: Another long absence… a few things to blame cause I can: Finals, addicted to making music vids, family stuff, hard rive crashes, hard drive crash deleting a lot of my reformatted stories for my new and improved website, taking up a challenge for a music video that turned out to be 8min:35 sec long. Anyway this is unbelted and another unbetad chapter will be out tomorrow, also my new addiction to subbed InuYasha and a renewed Highlander addiction may be to blame as well…I have a couple of new music vids… check out my website at: . Fanfic submissions wanted and needed! ^_^
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