"MISS GILES!"
Tatum's head shot off her resting elbow, as she woke with a start.
"I would like a moment in my office with you..."
She couldn't believe it! She was heading out from Michigan all the way to California! The Head explained that her father had made a transfer for her to start school in a small town in California called Sunnydale. The Head had also made an unnecessary speech about how the school was glad to see the back of her; that she was a trouble maker...she'd only started one fire and that had been an accident...kinda. And the numerous fights...someone else had started them.
Honestly...
Xander Harris sat on a bench in the quad with his skateboard. He was absent-mindedly gazing around when his eyes fell upon the beautiful girl walking up the front steps.
She was wearing a small grey kilt with knee high black boots. She wore a light pink shirt over a white top. The sun bounced off of her shiny brunette hair. Xander focused on the pencil she chewed on as she walked along confidently, ignoring the stares from the crowds.
He almost couldn't believe it when she strode right on up to him.
"Excuse me...I'm Tatum Giles. I'm new here."
"I'm Xander Harris." He paused. He didn't want to say something dumb and blow it like he had earlier that morning. I mean, how many new beautiful girls were gonna stroll up to him that day.
"Do you want me to show you around?" He noticed the heavy looking bags she had, "Don't travel light do ya?!"
"Well, I flew in from Michigan, got the bus from LA airport and walked here. I haven't slept in a while." Tatum replied, eying him with interest. He was really cute, especially his smile...
"Wow...um...so I am at your service!" Xander grinned hopping around to her other side, "Shall I carry a bag? They look pretty heavy..."
"Nah...I'm strong." she answered and began to walk into school, Xander following her.
"Could you show me where the library is please?"
"Oh, why can't you people just leave me alone?" a pretty girl whined, walking down the library steps.
"Because you are the Slayer." said an older man, following her, "Into each generation a Slayer is born, one girl in all the world, a Chosen One, one born with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires..."
The girl interrupted him and joined in, "...with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil blah, blah, blah... I've heard it, okay?"
The man held his temples, "I really don't understand this attitude. You-you've accepted your duty, you-you've slain vampires before..."
"Yeah, and I've both been there and done that, and I'm moving on." the girl replied.
"I believe that's what he said after he knocked up my mom." Tatum said loudly.
The two people standing on the steps swung to look at the newcomer.
"Hey! I'm Tatum! I'm new here! And you must be...Mr Giles?"
The other girl turned to her with a small smile, "So you know this creep too?"
"Yeah." Tatum returned the smile, "He's my father."