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Chapter 3: P.E.
Faith walked into the gym to find everyone lined up in front of the bleachers, and who she guessed was the teacher, standing in front of them with a clipboard in his hand. The man was tall and he looked like a body builder. His huge muscles could be seen through his tight shirt. She noted that all the students were standing completely still and seemed a bit nervous. The man was going down the line taking attendance and checking uniforms with Faith following behind him. The PE teacher hadn't noticed, and the new girl was mocking him from behind, making all the other students laugh.
"What are you all laughing at!" The man yelled. No one answered and they all continued to laugh as Faith imitated the man. The teacher grabbed one of his students by the collar of his shirt and blew a loud whistle in his face.
"What is it that you find funny, boy!" He yelled in the guy's face, who's gaze was nervously darting back and forth between the teacher and the girl behind him. The aggressive man turned his head to find the new girl behind him. Letting go of the boy he turned to face the smirking brunette.
"Who are you!" The man yelled in anger.
"Yo, chill out teach. I'm a new student. " Faith lifted her schedule and the teacher snatched it from her hand.
"Okay girly, follow me and I'll give you your uniform. The rest of you, give me 30 laps." Whines could be heard throughout the crowd.
"Stop whining and start running!" He blew his whistle three times while making aggressive motions with his hands for everyone to move. Sensing that the man was still angry, the students did not hesitate to start running.
The man then turned around and started heading to his office with Faith following behind him again. His office was small. The only thing in it was his desk and a few boxes which left very little room for walking. The muscle head looked into the various boxes and pulled out a pair of shorts and a yellow shirt that had SHS written across the front.
"Here's you uniform, now go change in the locker room. You have 5 minutes." Faith took the uniform and walked out of his office. She had walked past the locker room on her way to the gym, so she headed in that direction. Walking into the locker room she walked past a trash can and dropped her uniform in it.
"Not gonna be needing that." She muttered to herself. The rebellious brunette pulled out a cigarette and placed it between her lips. She pulled out a lighter from her pocket and when she was about to light her cigarette she heard a noise from the back of the locker room. Faith's curiosity got the best of her and, putting her cigarette behind her ear, she started creeping towards the noise. As she got closer she could hear a voice whispering. She continued walking towards the voice, making sure she wasn't being loud. When she was close enough to understand the whispering, her face lit up with recognition. Well, well, well, what do we have here? Faith thought as she rounded the row of lockers and came face to face with Buffy Summers.
Faith's sudden appearance startled the blonde making her drop her cell phone.
"Shit! What the hell do you think you're doing? You scared me half to death!" Faith laughed as Buffy tried to compose herself.
"What are you doing here anyways!" The pretty blonde asked as she bent over to pick up her phone. Faith couldn't help to look as the blonde's short skirt rode up exposing her undergarment.
"I could ask you the same thing, Blondie." Faith answered the question with a smirk gracing her lips. Buffy placed the phone near her ear and Cordelia could be heard on the other side still rambling on about how Harmony was still treating her like shit.
"Hey Cordy, I'm gonna have to call you back...no, I don't know why Harmony's acting that way...yes, I would tell you if I knew...I gotta go! I'll talk to you later!" The blonde put her phone in her purse and turned to face Faith who was now leaning against the lockers.
"I see I'm not the only rebellious chick in this dump."
"I'm not 'rebellious', I have a doctor's note." Buffy crossed her arms over her chest.
"Is that right?" Faith's perfectly shaped eyebrow raised in question.
"Well...not really, but that's my excuse. What's yours?"
"Don't need one." Faith answered as she lit her cigarette.
"Ugh, how can you smoke those things? They're repulsive." The blonde's face turned in disgust as she waved her hand around trying to clear up the smoke.
"It comes with the reputation. Want a drag?" The brunette offered.
"No!"
"Have it your way." Faith shrugged placing the cigarette back between her lips.
An uncomfortable silence settles between the two girls, and soon Buffy can't take it anymore.
"So what brings you to Sunnydale?" She awkwardly asks.
"The family decided to move us here after I nearly killed some guy for messing with my girl." Faith replied, speaking around the cigarette on her lips.
"You're kidding right..." Buffy looked at the girl in shock.
"The guy hurt my girl, and no one messes with me or what's mine." A flash of anger could be seen in the brunette's eyes, but it quickly dissipated when she shook her head.
"It was all for nothing anyways. After she saw what I did to the guy, she didn't even want to talk to me."
"Wow, that's harsh. You defend her and she just dumps you."
"I'm better off I guess. I'm starting to find out that Sunnyhell's not so bad after all. I certainly can't complain about the girls here. Talking about hot chicks, your friend Cordelia's bangin'!"
"Ugh! Too much information!" Disgusted, Buffy held up her hand to prevent any more words coming out of the brunette's mouth. Faith just chuckled, and the bell rang dismissing them for the day.
"I'm just going to pretend this conversation never happened." The blonde got up leaving Faith still chuckling on the bench, but when she was about to turn the corner she called out.
"Are you coming? We've got detention, remember?" Faith followed the preppy blonde, staring at her ass the whole time. Sunnydale's not bad, not bad at all.
TBC...