Chapter 9 - An Invitation
A/N - Yes, there has been mentions of skittles in this story- why not let there be more? heehee.
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After exchanging dorm numbers with Jaime, Shauna and Casey, they invited Dawn to a party in the school's basement.
"Be there at nine on Saturday night," Jaime told Dawn.
"Are you sure no one knows about these parties?" Dawn asked.
"Positive, The principal and staff couldn't be more oblivious."
"Ok, see you later."
Dawn recalled their earlier conversation. She slid her key into the lock, only to find the door already open, so she slipped inside.
"Hey Dawn." Willow greeted.
"Hey, Willow. Where's Buffy?"
"Out satisfying her snack food cravings." Willow replied.
"They oughta just give her that vending machine." Dawn joked.
"Or at least put her name on it." Willow smirked.
The girls were startled by sudden hammering and drilling noises outside.
"What's that?" Dawn asked. Willow shrugged and they both headed to the window to look. Four construction workers were working on putting something on the campus.
Just then Buffy burst through the room door balancing various candy bars and snacks in her arms. "What's that noise? Are they putting that new sign thingy in?" Buffy asked.
"I guess. That's what it looks like." Dawn replied. Buffy dropped her snacks on her bed and headed over to the window. A crane drove up and the workers attached it to the sign and pulled it upright, revealing what it said.
"Can you read it?" Willow asked. The sign was at an angle to their window.
"Uh..." Buffy strained her eyes. "I think it says...'Welcome to Sunnydale Academy...If you are willing to learn, we are willing to teach.' "
"It's kinda nice." Willow replied.
"And it's made of that pretty, silver marble stuff." Dawn commented.
"Hey, throw me a bag of skittles, please." Willow replied. Buffy tossed a bag across the room to Willow.
"Thanks. I like the red ones. They're the best." Willow replied before popping one in her mouth.
" I agree." Buffy smiled.
"No, green is the best!" Dawn ripped open a bag of skittles and threw one at Buffy. A war of skittles began and the three girls chucked them across the room, aiming at each other, but rarely hitting their targets. After the war, they slumped around the room, picking up various colored skittles and throwing them away.
"That was fun." Buffy replied grinning.
"And tiring." Dawn said as she flopped onto the skittle-free bed, exausted after cleaning up.
"I guess there's nothing left to do but study..." Willow remarked, sadly. The two sisters nodded in response.
Meanwhile in Mr. Gaffety's Office...
There was a small knocking sound at the principal's door.
"Come in." He replied.
A scrawny looking male secretary nervously edged into the room.
"W-we may have some news," He studdered.
Mr. Gaffety looked up. "Go on," He prodded.
"Well, rumor has it that a party will be taking place in the basement under the main hall this Saturday around nine P.M.." The man said. "S-sir,"He added nervously.
"Good," Mr. Gaffety grinned widely, tapping his fingers together. "Very good."
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Go on, review...You know you want toooooooooooo...(Please?) Yes...the skittles...