You Don't Love Me
Chapter Two: Just The Right Person
Willow entered the hallway her head slumped down. She felt horrible. So far this day was starting to suck. Never did she expect this day to be one of the worst days of her life. She wanted someone to guide her, to make her feel better. She didn't deserve this sort of torture, right?
Xander snuck up behind Willow covering her eyes with his palms. "Guess who?"
"Xander?"
"Aw man I was hoping you'd play along!"
"Sorry."
"What's wrong Will? Did your fish die?" He said with a deep concerned voice. "I don't think I could handle it if Mr. Goldie died." He looked down, depressed. "I loved him. We shared this bond. We were like brothers?" He looked up again. "Though there was this whole thing about us coming from different families. He came from-"
Willow cut him off, "Mr. Goldie didn't die, okay? He's fine. Swimming his little heart out."
"Wow, Will. Bad day?"
"Sorry." She said with a slight nod.
"What's up guys?" Buffy said as they entered the library.
"Mr. Goldie didn't die, thank god."
"Mr. Goldie? Who's that? Is he like a teacher or something?"
"My not so dead fish."
"Oh? Inside joke?" She asked inquisitively. She had no idea what was happening. Didn't seem too important to ask though.
"Buff you got to convince Willow to go out with us to night."
"Not going to show." Buffy said quickly.
"What? I'm going solo? How with this look with the girls? No body's going to get Xander loving. They'll be all upset."
"Why do we have to show up again?"
"It's the game plan okay? They see me with a bunch of girls and they say hey, he's got a lot of friends."
"That are, um, girls? Doesn't that usually make people think you're gay?"
"Or really feminine." Willow added.
"Sorry Xander, got to go patrolling tonight. It's what I do." Buffy said with a shrug. "Willow can fill in, she's reliable."
Great, I'm a social suicide-er and now I'm a reliable person. What's next?