TITLE: Slayer, 15, Charming, But Insane.
AUTHOR: Tumbling Down The Rabbit Hole
FEEDBACK: Please review
ARCHIVE/DISTRIBUTION: Just ask
SUMMARY: Being a slayer is hard enough but being the best friend of a gorgeous Wiccan, in love with a werewolf, starting to fall for your other best friend and a ghost from your past is starting to drive you nuts. Makes it a lot harder.
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I own no one except Emery, Jordy, Ben, Cole and Ashton.
NOTE: Response to GidgetGirl's Slayer, 15, Charming, But Insane Challenge at CCS.

Emery wrapped the towel around her head. A meaningless gesture, due to her short hair, but she did it anyways: A habit from the days when her hair was down to her butt. She made the dash from the bathroom to her room with only dropping the towel around her once. It was difficult holding two towels to your body and a shower kit.

She managed to find a pair of pants that were not only clean, but had less wrinkles than her grandmother and a t-shirt that had only a small stain. If Emery could remember and she doubted she would, she should do some laundry.

Dressed and looking better than she did waking up, Emery made her way down the stairs to the dining hall.

She had hoped that when she woke up, the conversation she had with Jordy would have been a dream. Rising from bed, she had seen Jordy curled up in the fetal position, her eyes red and splotchy. Still prettier than Emery, even with splotchy face. It seriously sucked.

"Hey Emery Board." Ben greeted, from his spot at their regular table. It was hard to look at him now that all she could picture was Jordy shoving her tongue down his throat. It was very disturbing. "Earth to Em."

"Hey." You're so going to end up making out with Jordy. It was a thought that wouldn't leave her head. Not to mention a nagging voice that kept whispering: You're an awful friend. You should be happy for them.

Them? There was no them, she reminded herself. Except no guy had ever turned down the chance to date Jordy and Ben was just like every other guy when it came to a gorgeous girl.

Ben looked confused, "What is wrong with you? Are you still upset about last night? I'm sorry; please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry."

He was so clueless.

And more importantly, why did this bother her? It wasn't like she liked Ben, it was Ben. Ben who remembered the day she got drunk and puked for hours. He'd seen her bruised and bloody after getting her butt kicked by a nine year old.

Ben had walked in on her with her shirt off once too, but they didn't discuss that. It was too weird.

He was looking at her, waiting for her to say it was okay. They were still friends and all that. Except Jordy ruined that, now she could only see him as breaker of Jordy and Ashton, ruiner of their friendship.

And it wasn't even his fault. Ben had no idea but he managed to do that.

The slayer just smiled, pretending that she meant it. He returned it and offered her some of his pancakes, which she accepted gratefully.

"Hey guys," Ashton Finn greeted them, plunking his tray down next to Ben, "Jordy will be right over." He said gesturing to the blond in line for food, loading it up with toast and fruit salad.

Emery nodded, picked up a pancake and dipped it in the syrup. It was halfway in her mouth, before Cole mimicked the gesture Ashton had just done, shoving the rest in her mouth she ended up spilling syrup down her shirt.

Ben smirked, trying to hide it behind his hand, but Emery knew what he was doing and kicked him in the shin; twice for good measure. Cole handed her a napkin, giving her a grin.

"It could be a new style."

The watcher to the right of her, started to pretend to gag. Emery kicked him again.

"I'm going change. I'll be back." Emery said, standing up quickly and walking away while trying to prevent the group from seeing her red face.

She was just coming down the stairs with a somewhat clean shirt when Willow stopped her. Willow taught Jordy magic, unwillingly, but she also taught computer science which was Emery's favourite class.

"Just the slayer I was looking for. I need you to help me move some boxes after breakfast, unless you're busy."

The short slayer shook her head, "I can do it now." Better than being surrounded by Jordy and Ashton. They had a tendency to start feeding each other breakfast and it worse definitely worse today when Emery knew that Jordy wanted to feed Ben breakfast instead.

That was the thing about Jordy: when she liked something, she dove right in. There hadn't been a 'getting to know you period' with Ashton, they had gone from being two separate people to being a couple. A couple that made out constantly and PDA was a law.

And with Ben, they'd known each other for years, there would not be anything stopping them from becoming another JordyAshton couple.

Emery knew she should be happy for them. but it didn't work. She didn't want to be alone; she wanted to stay the same or the same where she dated Cole.

"Great. All the boxes are outside in a truck. I'll get changed and come help you." Willow said, gesturing to her flowy skirt and peasant top, before heading towards the elevator to the teachers' apartments.

She started towards the doors that led to the parking lot. She could make out a UPS truck and realized someone had gone crazy with online shopping again.

"How can you work for that bitch?" A male voice asked from behind her. Emery stopped, "After what she did to me. She killed me, Emery. Skinned me alive, showed no mercy and you attend her school. Let her teach you. You let Dad pretend I didn't exist, or that I was a monster. If I'm a monster, so is she."

"Shut up Warren!" she said, turning to face her brother, with what she hoped was a determined look on her face. She didn't want to listen to him right now; her dad had tried to prevent her from ever learning about him. Even changed her last name so she wouldn't be a Mears anymore.

It was true; you can't pick your family.