Spring Break
Part Four
Disclaimer: See first chapter.
Posted: October 10, 2004
Reader Responses:
Queen Boadicea: yeah, but did you ever not date for a couple years in a row, because you were secretly pinning away for one guy? Whether Buffy wants it or not, she needs these dates.
Out-Of-Reality: sorry for the wait. I hope you've got the right guy, I'd hate to disappoint you!
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For her second date, Buffy was feeling kind of wild. She chose a shiny red backless shirt, with only a single strap running along her shoulder blades and a halter-top keeping the slinky shirt on. A black mini skirt completed the outfit. She borrowed Dawn's high-heeled boots, and put in a pair of dangly earrings. She fluffed up her hair, and stepped into the living room for inspection.
Rox whistled, "That's more like it!"
"One hot momma!" Cookie agreed.
"Lookin' kinda Faith-y, B," Dawn said cheekily.
Buffy stuck her tongue out at her, "Don't make me kill you, D." she looked at the clock, almost excited to be going out, "Two minutes."
Fifteen minutes later, he showed up. Buffy took one look at him, and she thought Parker.
"Where to?" she asked nicely, once they were in his car.
"I know this neat little club. Wanna check it out?"
"Loud music, provocative dancing, dark places, why not?" Perfect vampire feeding ground, she thought.
He grinned as he gunned the engine.
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"So, do you think you'll go out again?" Jessi asked.
"Definitely not," the blonde on the screen said, "I've dated a lot of things, but I don't date snakes. He spent the whole night checking out other girls, and the fake ID was really a turn off."
He growled. He'd been on two dates so far for the damned show, and though the girls were cute, shallow, but cute, he had yet to be set up with her. On the brighter side, she didn't seem to be having better luck.
The phone rang, and he grabbed it first ring, "Hello?"
"It's Larry from KYY-"
"I only agreed to do this thing to be set up with Miss Summers," he growled, "It hasn't happened yet."
"T-Third time's the c-charm!"
"It better be," he growled.
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"Oh, no. I've suffered through two dates from hell already. There's no way I'm doing a third," she said into the phone.
"Please, Buffy? We don't generally have a person on the show more than twice, but we're down a girl, and the camera just loves you."
"No," her resolve was flagging.
"What if it was in the afternoon? A lunch date? An hour tops, unless you want more. Please?"
She closed her eyes, "Fine," she sighed.
"Thank you. Twelve noon, tomorrow."
"Yeah, yeah."