Chapter thirteen- Countdown To Another Week In Hell

It was only a week until Buffy was going to attend Slayer Camp for a second year. She was dreading going back to the camp and following their awful orders. On the other hand she was getting excited about seeing Faith again. They would be able to get to know each other better this time because last time when they thought they were getting somewhere, something would happen and their conversation was interrupted. The bad thing was they didn't even get to say good-bye properly and Buffy last remembered being threatened about being friends with Faith. That thought brought back the memories of how the scary council and watchers were.

Buffy sat in class thinking about what plans the council had in store for both her and Faith. She was day dreaming about what it would be like if the camp wasn't like hell, if the council would let her be friends with Faith and if the watchers were all like Giles.

Buffy didn't really know much about Giles but from being around him so far she could tell he seemed like one of the good guys. She also could tell there was something different about him, that he wasn't like all the other watchers, he didn't love his job with the same type of passion as Wesley and his mates did.

Her teacher Ms. Calendar unexpectedly interrupted her thoughts and daydream.

Buffy looked around her and found all her classmates watching her and looking at her. She saw that Xander and Jesse looked worried and confused about something. Ms. Calendar clapped her hands and told all the class to get back to doing their history reading and questions. M.s Calendar then called Buffy's name and told her she needed to have a talk and of course the class had to go oooooh arrrrrrh you're in trouble like immature children. Buffy followed her teacher outside of the classroom into the hallway.

"Buffy I'm a bit concerned with your class work lately. You've been daydreaming through your favourite topic, history. Are things okay at home?" asked Ms. Calendar with concern.

"Yeah things are fine Miss. You don't have to be concerned at all. I'll be fine, I promise not to off day dreaming any more."

"No I am concerned. Today while you were daydreaming you yelled out 'No! Don't make me go to that hell camp! No! I don't wanna die young!' This is all scared your class mates Buffy, including me. Do you know what you were talking about? If not I think you should see a guidance counsellor. I think you might have a serious problem."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you Miss or any of the students. I'm glad you're concerned for me but you shouldn't be… I'm just fine. I do have some problems but I can deal with them myself. I don't need your help or anyone else's."

"Well if you say you can deal with it yourself, I guess I just have to trust you but don't forget if you ever need any help you can come to me Buffy."

"Thanks Miss. If I never need any help I'll come to you but.. this time you can't help. No one can… it's just up to me."

The bell then rang for second recess and Buffy ran down the hallway to the library. She didn't want to face Xander and Jesse after what had happened in class, she knew they would start asking questions. She didn't want to lie to her friends about the truth, she wanted to let them know the truth but she could never do that.not just yet.

When she got to the library a few students from another year were there already working on some project but the librarian wasn't there. Buffy walked straight in and went straight to the back of the library. Buffy just expected that all the history books would be there. She wouldn't just find one book on everything from the 1880's to the 1900's but at least she could start finding out about the past and if vampires were the reason for all those disappearances. Reading about history would cool her down in some way and would clear her mind from the problems she thought about that she would face at Slayer Camp.

Buffy sat down at the back of the library with a book she found behind two books on a bookshelf, and began to read it. Buffy would have been about six pages into the book when she found an old black and white photo of a young looking man. It was hard to see the photo because it wasn't too clear; it looked like something had been spilt on it. The whole book was only seven pages, written in a diary form and written in running writing. Buffy just thinks that this a special book which is hand written in running writing and is someone's pretend diary from the 1880's. She finds it very interesting because she thinks that living in this period of time could have been like that. When she finishes the seven pages she realises this is not a pretend story, it's a true story and that it could have something to do with vampires or a vampire.

Buffy is shocked by what she reads and drops the book. The photo falls out of the book and goes underneath the bookshelf. Buffy doesn't notice because she runs out of the library quick as she can. This all scares Buffy because she knows about vampires and is finding out that they caused all this havoc in history. Buffy felt alone and scared because no one around her would understand how she really felt because they had no real idea about demons and monsters being real.

As Buffy is running out of the library, a man who looks like the librarian, is coming through the library doors and bumps into Buffy, drops what he is carrying, which makes a loud noise. Buffy quickly thinks about considering helping the man but quickly decides to run off to class because the bell rang for the end of recess.

During recess Xander and Jesse talk about how Buffy has changed over the year in many ways. Xander brings up his theory of Buffy being a witch again and Jesse admits Xander could be right about something for once. Xander tells Jesse about his feeling that she is hiding a big secret and Jesse says that he thinks so too. He says that what happened today convinced him that there was more to Buffy than they knew. Jesse also added that what she yelled out today in class was something definitely to do with her secret. Xander agrees to what Jesse said but also admits that although Buffy has her secrets and does some bizarre things, she isn't really that peculiar at all, she's just like them. Jesse then speaks out.

"You don't think she's a bit peculiar?" asked Jesse.

"No not really.. well at first I did but If she's really a witch that wouldn't be so peculiar, we already… I already, no one," replied Xander.

"We.. you already no one? What the hell are you talking about dude? Have you lost your mind?" asked Jesse.

"Umm yeah.. lol I guess I have. Sorry about that Jess, I have no idea what I was talking about."

"Yeah well now I think I do know what you're talking about. You don't think she's peculiar because of that stupid crush you have on her lol it's like you're under some love spell."

Silence broke out between them and they starred at each other, and then raced off to class when the bell went.

All three of them meet up when they went to class but not one said a word to each other. For the rest of the week Xander and Jesse would watch what Buffy was doing and as Buffy turned around to watch them they quickly turned back around like they weren't doing anything. When Xander and Jesse would look back around at Buffy, she would quickly turn around and look the other way like she wasn't watching them. This happened for the rest of the week and Xander and Jesse didn't talk to Buffy and Buffy didn't talk to them.

Buffy's countdown to hell drifted away from her mind during the week because all her concentration was on finding out what Xander and Jesse were up to while they were trying to figure out Buffy's big secret.

The diary Buffy had found at the beginning of the week wasn't on the floor of the library when she went back there, it had been moved somewhere else and wasn't behind the previous two books it was behind before It couldn't be seen by Buffy anywhere.

There was one more thing about Buffy, which made Jesse think she was more than a little bit peculiar. Besides her interest in history, the witch theory, her interest in magic, to top it all off Buffy was great at athletics and any sport. All these things put together made Buffy.. Buffy but Xander and Jesse didn't see it that way, they just thought it made Buffy look peculiar. They knew when they found out Buffy's secret it would explain everything, including their theories.

Buffy woke up at six am on the first day of the summer holidays to get ready for another week in the place she just loved so much.

She went down stairs to have her breakfast and her parents were sitting there having theirs. After breakfast she went back up stairs, packed her suitcase, got dressed and looked for her Potential bag from last year's camp. Buffy had hardly touched the bag since it only brought back bad memories from camp.

The top she had on was a pretty pink flower one, with a matching skirt. 

Hank brought Buffy's stuff down stairs and out to the car. Joyce was making some snacks for the four-hour trip. Buffy went down stairs again and out to the front and her mum followed and locked the door behind her. They all got into the car and the car pulled out of the Summer's driveway down out onto the street and drove away.

Meanwhile, hiding in the bushes were two young boys, Xander and Jesse. It was Xander's idea to wake up early and wait outside Buffy's home to see where she was going. Jesse kept telling Xander the day before that she wasn't up to anything, that she wasn't going anywhere but he was wrong.

They both saw the Summer's family get into the car and leave, which did look like they were going on a family vacation but only one small suitcase was packed in the boot of the car. Xander and Jesse both looked at each other and ran straight to the bus stop and caught the next bus, which would take them to a place just out of Sunnydale. They knew that Buffy must be going somewhere alone and it had to be somewhere just out of Sunnydale and the bus was headed in the same direction as the Summer's were.

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