Chapter 3- The Date
Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Buffy, blah blah blah.
Author's Notes: There's a new potential in town. And more about Dawn and Andrew, but I won't spoil anything! Just read!
"It seems that we have a new potential," Willow spoke calmly. "One in Sunnydale." All eyes were upon her as she spoke. The potentials respected Willow and would listen patiently to anything she had to say.
"How do we find her?" Asked Xander, causing everyone in the room to burst into conversation. "Simple," Willow began, causing a hush to fall over the room once again. "I was thinking we could use a simple locator spell." Willow had been known to mess up spells, but lately, her powers were a force to be reckoned with. "Xander, Giles and Anya, you guys head down to the magic shop and pick up a few ingredients. Faith, Buffy and Spike will take the potentials out for some hands on training. Dawn, research-"
"And what about me?" Interrupted by an annoying voice, Andrew. She rolled her eyes. "You will stay out of the way," Willow replied, slightly annoyed. Andrew looked disappointed. "I guess I'll start the spell," she finished, and without another word, everyone went to work.
"I just don't get it," said Andrew, standing over Dawn's shoulder. "I'm not even allowed to research?" Dawn was tired of his whining.
"No," she snapped, slamming shut an old book. She was used to being a nobody, doing research all the time. But Andrew, considering himself to be the "criminal mastermind", always expected to help. But was always disappointed. Bored, he began looking through a book. But he could not help noticing Dawn, as usual. She was beautiful.
"Say," he began. "Why not take a break?"
"And do what?" Dawn rolled her eyes.
"I could…erm…dance." Dawn looked amused. Slamming shut another book. She walked into the living room, ignoring Andrew. Business as usual, she thought, turning on the TV.
"Hey!" Andrew spoke again.
"Look," Dawn snapped, "I'm getting tired of your whiny voice, so why not do us all a favor and leave?"
"I was thinking…maybe…a movie?" Dawn looked at him, smiling slightly.
"For once the dweeb has a good idea!"
Dawn grabbed a movie, an old horror flick, her favorite.
"Oh, I love that movie too!" Andrew lied. He honestly didn't know how he could get through it. He hated horror movies. The monsters always scared him. Which was surprising, considering he was an evil mastermind and all. But dealing with the real thing made the movies much less enjoyable.
Buffy strolled through the graveyard carelessly, Spike at her side. An army of potentials followed, along with Faith.
"Nice, breezy night," said Buffy with a sigh. She longed to touch Spike, she longed for his touch. It was one night she wouldn't mind having some alone time with the guy, but it was too much to ask with so many potentials around. Young minds, yet to be tainted by the perversity of a human-vampire relationship, especially of the physical level.
Spike had a soul, so it was different, but influencing the girls to have such a relationship would probably get them killed. So all she let on was that he was a valuable ally, a friend. During nights that they trained, she kept her distance. It was almost impossible considering her feelings for him. All she wanted to do was throw him down and give him all she had.
"Always be aware of your surroundings," called Buffy to the potentials, throwing a vampire that jumped at her from behind a grave with ease, and staking him. It seemed as if Buffy knew he was there, which she'd never admit to the potentials, but she had a sixth sense for that kind of things. She carried on lecturing them late into the night.
Andrew screamed in terror. This was the most horrible, terrifying movie he had ever seen! He held Dawn close, it made him happy. So what if she was struggling to get away? He screamed again as something happened on screen, and Dawn yawned. A beautiful yawn, Andrew thought, still holding her close. He had been waiting for this moment since the day he laid eyes on her.
"Uhh…Andrew?" Dawn spoke. A beautiful voice, like the song of an angel. He wanted to kiss her more than ever. Those beautiful lips…he did not deserve such a gift!
"Yes?"
"Could you let go of me? I can't breathe."
"Oh." It was ironic. He waited for that moment for ages, and he finally had it, and he had nearly suffocated her!
"Dawn," he said, his voice squeaky.
"Yes?"
"I love you," he said, kissing her. He couldn't stand it anymore, and he just did it!
"Eeew!" Dawn exclaimed, pushing him away. And that was it. She left, storming upstairs. It was all he could do not to cry.
'Cause from the first time I saw you, I only thought about you,
I didn't know you, I wanted to hold onto, the things you'd never say to me
Author's Notes: The song is "Change" by Good Charlotte. More about the new potential coming up!