Title – Fia'in Summer
Summary –Two lives being led by one person. Buffy Summers is the newly famous punk singer Fia'in Slayer, what happens when her friends find out.
Disclaimer – Not mine! All characters belong to Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon
Rating – Pg-13, I suppose.
Chapter 2
As I begin to come out of my memories I feel a hand be placed on my shoulder. I jump startled only slightly. Making it look like a bigger deal, I put a hand over my heart and slightly raise my voice when I speak to the person behind me.
"Xander Harris, don't do that. You tryin' to give me a heart attack at such a young age or what."
He sits beside me and laughs. "Nah, just wanted to bring you back to the real world so you could actually pretend to listen when I talk."
"I listen when you talk." I hit him lightly across the chest well acting truly offended.
"Right," he draws the word out, "and I like school," he says sarcastically.
Crossing my arms across my chest I a pout. Xander, now there's a guy who is a laugh and a half. He was the first person I met the first day at SHS. I had walked out of the office and let up in a head on collision with him.
Flashback
"...you," principle finished telling me as I walked out of his office.
I look at the secretary and gave her a small smile. Hearing the bell ring reminded me I had elsewhere to be. Hurrying towards the door arms laden with books. My attention is turned towards the load that is in my arms. Thus, making the person walking in unnoticeable to me. Boom!
"Oh yeah my day is just getting better and better. First I meet small troll dude and now I make an ass of myself before I even leave the office. Good one." I mutter as I look at my victim and smiled slightly, trying to hide my embarrassment. "Sorry, really didn't mean to. Wasn't watching were I was going."
Collecting my books and putting them in my bag, I turn to see if the guy was all right. There he was sitting on the floor looking star struck. My first thought was 'oh crap', and then 'play it cool'. So I stick out my hand to offer my help along with introducing my self.
"Buffy, Buffy Summers. I really am sorry about the accident. Let me help you. I didn't mean to bump into you. It was purely accidental. Umm are you deaf cause if you are I am so embarrassed." He seemed to be in a daze because when I asked if he was deaf he gave me a strange look and shook his head.
"Huh? Oh sorry, you look like someone I've seen. Eh, all well can't be to important. Xander Harris."
He seemed to be trying to act like he wasn't just staring at me for the last five minutes. Who was I to embarrass him anymore, he seemed nice enough. Looking at the clock I realized I was almost fifteen minutes late for my first class. Saying a quick good-bye I rush to class.
Flashback Ended
"So what are you going to do this summer? Are you actually staying here this time or what."
I look at him and shake my head while answering, "No, I have to stay with my dad this summer again. It's the whole custody ruling thing."
"Well you'll be in LA right, cause we got tickets to the Slayer concert and there's an extra one with your name on it if you can come." His pleading eyes are boring into me.
"Sorry Xan-man, its great offer. Really wish I could but this year my dad is taking me to France, says I need a bit of a change." Giving him my best sympathetic look I decline the offered ticket. Well I can't be in the crowd and on stage at the same time.
"Buff," he practically whines out, "can't you go after the concert. It's on July 13th, a Friday so you can leave almost right after and have lots of time to sleep. It will be an experience you don't want to miss. Plus who would want to miss Fia'in Slayer even if it's to go to France. France you can go anytime, this concert is supposed to be the best one in her line of concerts. And you've seen all the televised ones. We always imagined going to one live, now we have a chance you going to France."
I was about to answer when Willow and Oz showed up. Sliding in next to me Willow greets us with a cheery hello and Oz just kinda of waves. They look between us. Will notices the pleading look in Xander's eyes and turns a questioning gaze to me. Shrugging I fill her in.
Flashback
Walking into the library I noticed a petite but pretty redhead sitting at a table with her nose stuck in a book. Going into the stacks I pull out a copy of 'Romeo and Juliet' and head to the table were the red head was sitting. Setting down my bag I sit in the chair opposite of the girl and open the book to act two, scene five, where I had left off the last time I read this play.
"Hey, I'm Buffy." I whispered quietly before beginning to read.
I seemed to have startled the girl because she had jumped. Causing her to turn a shade of red that could rival her own hair. She looks at me with astonishment in her eyes. Closing my book to give her my full attention I mark my page.
"H-h-hi," she squeaks out.
Prompting her to continue I ask for her name.
"Willow," she answers, "aren't you friends with Cordelia. I saw you talking with her?"
"Well if it is against the law to talk with more then one person a day that throw me in jail. Cause I have talked with more people today then I can count." I joke.
The blush that had dissipated had now came raging back onto her face. It was weird seeing someone blush so much. I guess someone in this type of situation would, though I don't know what kind of situation it was.
"No," she informs me with a raised voice, "I mean no not against the law. It's just that popular people don't talk to me usually. And I saw you sitting and speaking with Cordelia Chase in third."
"So I was talking to another girl. What's the big deal? It's not like I won the lottery though that would be pretty neat. I could do so much with that money." I finally look back down at her and find that I am on the receiving end of a strange look. "Sorry I babble sometimes."
"No that's ok I do to sometimes. So what are you doing in the library, you don't look like the type to spend time in the library during a free period." I smile at her while she seems to rethink what she said. "Not that you look illiterate or stupid just you look like someone who like to go to malls instead of libraries. I mean...oh I'm just shutting up now. See I babble when I'm nervous."
"Well you know what they all say. Don't judge a book by its cover."
Re-opening my book I shift to become comfortable and flash her a smile.
"I just wanted to introduce myself. So I'll shut up now at let you get back to your reading."
She slightly smiled and went back to reading.
Flashback Ended
"He wants me to go to the concert with you guys on the13th but I'm heading to France in about a week and a half. So no concert for me what a shame." I say with a twinge of sarcasm.
The whole group thinks I hate Fia'in Slayer but it's not true. Well how can I hate myself, but it is harder to pretend to idolize myself than it, is to pretend to hate myself.
Willow looks at me as if she's never seen me before, she does it every time I say something against their idol. It doesn't bother me that they idolize Fia'in Slayer but I'm not about to be egotistical and idolize myself.
I put up my dumb-blonde look and ask, "What."
Letting out an exasperated sigh she speaks, "What is it with your point of view towards that singer. She's a great singer, everyone but you seems to love her. So what do you find so wrong with her."
"Nothing, nothing at all," I try to avoid the question. All the others have asked me the same question as well. They don't seem to have noticed that they get the same answer, 'Nothing, nothing at all.'
The rest of the gang shows up before Willow could continue on her line of questioning. Moving over to accommodate the others, I get pushed between Angel and Willow. I have had a crush on Angel since I first met him.
Flashback
Trying to get home for voice training, I dash out the school doors like a bat out of hell. Stuffing books in as I go I barely noticed the guy at the bottom of the steps. Looking up in time to see the collision that was about to occur I twist around using a dance move I had learned.
Narrowly dodging the collision, I stop for enough time to make sure everyone was fine. Recognizing Xander I said hello. Seeing that no one had been hurt I spoke my apology quickly and dashed. Not even staying to see the stunned face of Angelus and his friends. I had made a note that one them had been absolutely gorgeous.
Flashback Ended
I've never acted on my crush, to many secrets would have to come out. Mainly the ones about who I am, and why I lied to my best friends for the last three years. I just hope that they understand the need for secrecy when it all comes out, which I know it will.
It sure is a bitch being famous. No boyfriends for they would need to know who I actually am, and no dates because I might slip-up while talking about me and ruin my cover. The gang notices that I never date, and they tease me mercilessly. Not much I can do, but it's fun for them.
A question from Spike drags me form my thoughts.
"Hey, Buffy you ok? You seemed out of it just there."
"Yeah just thinking," I respond automatically.
"You sure, you seemed deep in thought. And that's never good." He teases
"Yeah, I'm great." I say again.
Flashback
Standing in the line at the cafeteria I waited to get to the edible looking pieces of food. As I come to the end of the food counter I reach across to grab a bowl of some weird looking thing I think might be Jell-O, when a hand comes out stops me.
"Don't want to take that luv," warns a British accent.
"Why not?"
He just shrugs and answers with a, "never know what's actually in it."
Pulling my hand away from the bowl, I thank him for the warning. Paying for the food I look around and found a table in the corner where the sun didn't shine to brightly. Sitting down I begin to munch on my ham sandwich, reminding myself with each chew to bring my own lunch tomorrow.
About halfway through the sandwich and coke I had, another tray is set next to me. Looking up I see it's the guy from the lunch line. He welcomes himself to the seat next to me and begins to eat like he didn't just intrude on my lunch.
"Well am I going to have to call you 'hey you' every time I see you or are you giving me a name anytime soon." A tinge of annoyance seeps in with the words.
"Well luv you just had to ask. Names Spike."
Rolling my eyes at what obviously had to be a nickname for no stable person would name their kid Spike. I finish my lunch and stand up. Stretching out my hand in greeting I say my name.
"Buffy."
"I know," he says shaking my hand.
"Well thanks for the save at the line, nice meeting you." I announce as I walk out the doors of the cafeteria.
Flashback Ended
"So what were you talking about before we showed up. Nothing too important I hope." Cordelia asks.
Flashback
Sitting by the window I gaze outside, watching the students mill around until the they're needed in class. My songbook is open, while I'm trying to get another song ready for recording, when I hear footsteps coming my way. Closing the book and hiding it from view I look in time to see a hand shoved in my face.
"Cordelia Chase, Head Cheerleader. You the new girl every ones talking about?"
"I guess," I hesitantly shake her hand, "don't really know, no one has talked to me."
"Figures, well this is the official welcome to SHS. If you want to get far in this school just hang with me."
The bell rings and she takes her seat. Deciding that she would make a better friend then enemy, I turn my attention back to the lesson.
Flashback Ended
"Tickets" is all Oz says, but everyone nods in acknowledgement.
"Yeah Buff here seems to be going to France in a week and a half. That means missing the Fia'in Slayer concert."
"What, it's not as if I can't watch it televised. Plus I have no choice remember; my summer is in my father's hands. He has business in France, so that's where I have to be as well. Remember I'm not a big fan of hers." I inform them.
"Hey if B wants to go let her go, just means we have one free ticket."
Flashback
The night after the first day of school I went to the only club in town. Someplace known as The Bronze. Not expecting too much for a small town club I was pleasantly surprised when I actually entered the building.
Music blared, and the dance floor was filled with gyrating bodies. Wanting to dance I headed straight for the floor. No sooner was I dancing that guys started to crowd me. Having taken self-defense course before I became a singer I knew how to get people to leave me alone. Usually. The males didn't seem to understand the word no.
Having had enough I flipped over one that had been harassing me even after I pushed him away. His buddies didn't seem to like that, soon I had three guys against me. The music still blaring it must have seemed like we were dancing still because no one helped me. At least until Faith came in, she walked right up to me and shook my hand.
"Names Faith, looks like you could use a hand. Needed a good fight tonight."
"Buffy, and no problem. Happy to fulfill your nightly quota." I said with a twinge of sarcasm.
"Two on four not bad odds. Can you take two at a time," with a simple nod she counted to three and said, "Fight."
Flashback Ended
"I love you too Faith." I say sarcastically.
"You just said your going to France. So Angelus can use it to bring his date." She states while raising an eyebrow at me and then turning to Angelus. "That is if he's willing to pay for the extra ticket."
"Of course seventy-five dollars for a fifth row ticket. Defiantly." He replied.
Standing up I grabbed my bag and lay money to cover the bill on the table. Not even waiting for the others to join me, I step out side and breath in a lung full of air. Starting down the street to the drugstore, I pull out my songbook and a pen. Turning the page to one that's blank I start to write.
All Apologies
What else should I be
All Apologies
What else could I say All Apologies
As I write first lines of a possible song down, I tune back into my surroundings hearing my friends telling me to wait up. Stuffing my book back in my bag I stop to turn around and wait for my friends.
It was quiet the sight that greeted me. Xander had just tripped over his own feet, and grabbed onto Anya his girlfriend for support. The force of gravity decided to try to take her down as well when she grabbed onto Angel, who lost some balance and let up tripping Doyle. Luckily out of that scenario only Doyle landed on the ground. Helping him up, everyone was laughing. I only had to wait seconds before they were once again with me.
Faith grabbed my arm and began dragging me away from the others, "Thanks for waiting. Thought we were friends and you just walk out. Ta-ta- ta."
Noticing my pen was still in my hand, I stuffed it in my bag. I wish I hadn't because it had prompted Faith into asking her next question.
"B, what's with the book. Known you for three years and each year there is one book I never really see."
"Yeah Buffy, now that Faith mentioned it, there is always one book I've never seen inside either. Little curious myself" Willow says as she comes up to my other side.
Shit. That was all I needed, people snooping around my songbook. That would defiantly give me away. Deciding avoidance is the best tactic; I try to weasel my way out of it. I really wish they could have asked me in private instead of having the whole gang to back them up.
"Nothing really, just personal thoughts and shit."
I hoped the lie would work and they would stay off my back. It is really difficult to write new songs with nosey friends. But I do my best and it seems to come out all right.
"Lie," Oz states.
I don't know how he does it. It's like he can smell a liar. It can be really disturbing sometimes. I glare at him because he's making me feel guilty, even though I didn't lie. It is personal, so maybe not to personal but it still is which makes me not a liar.
"I am not lying. It is personal." I said with defensively.
"So than it's not nothing." He says smoothly.
Rolling my eyes his statement, I continue to walk until I reach the drugstore entrance. Opening the door I walk in knowing the guys would part with their significant other and leave while the girls followed me into the drugstore.
Hours after entering the store we finally leave. I have everything I may need for the next two months in LA almost. Exiting the store, I notice that the sun is starting to wane. I love the dark because it is the one time during the day that I have enough time to think. Knowing I would have to get as much writing done in the next week, I bag off The Bronze and head home.
During the next few days I would hang with my friends. We'd all meet and hang out. Days had become more full trying to spend as much time with my friends. But my nights were equally busy, between songwriting, voice training and the Bronze I had next to no time to myself.
At least I can't say I have a boring life. Leading two lives and keeping them a secret might be hard work but I think it was worth it so far. I've firmly decided that at the end of next summer I am going to confess to my friends. They'd be going to college while I continue with my already booming career. It wasn't like I could hide forever.
Summary –Two lives being led by one person. Buffy Summers is the newly famous punk singer Fia'in Slayer, what happens when her friends find out.
Disclaimer – Not mine! All characters belong to Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon
Rating – Pg-13, I suppose.
Chapter 2
As I begin to come out of my memories I feel a hand be placed on my shoulder. I jump startled only slightly. Making it look like a bigger deal, I put a hand over my heart and slightly raise my voice when I speak to the person behind me.
"Xander Harris, don't do that. You tryin' to give me a heart attack at such a young age or what."
He sits beside me and laughs. "Nah, just wanted to bring you back to the real world so you could actually pretend to listen when I talk."
"I listen when you talk." I hit him lightly across the chest well acting truly offended.
"Right," he draws the word out, "and I like school," he says sarcastically.
Crossing my arms across my chest I a pout. Xander, now there's a guy who is a laugh and a half. He was the first person I met the first day at SHS. I had walked out of the office and let up in a head on collision with him.
Flashback
"...you," principle finished telling me as I walked out of his office.
I look at the secretary and gave her a small smile. Hearing the bell ring reminded me I had elsewhere to be. Hurrying towards the door arms laden with books. My attention is turned towards the load that is in my arms. Thus, making the person walking in unnoticeable to me. Boom!
"Oh yeah my day is just getting better and better. First I meet small troll dude and now I make an ass of myself before I even leave the office. Good one." I mutter as I look at my victim and smiled slightly, trying to hide my embarrassment. "Sorry, really didn't mean to. Wasn't watching were I was going."
Collecting my books and putting them in my bag, I turn to see if the guy was all right. There he was sitting on the floor looking star struck. My first thought was 'oh crap', and then 'play it cool'. So I stick out my hand to offer my help along with introducing my self.
"Buffy, Buffy Summers. I really am sorry about the accident. Let me help you. I didn't mean to bump into you. It was purely accidental. Umm are you deaf cause if you are I am so embarrassed." He seemed to be in a daze because when I asked if he was deaf he gave me a strange look and shook his head.
"Huh? Oh sorry, you look like someone I've seen. Eh, all well can't be to important. Xander Harris."
He seemed to be trying to act like he wasn't just staring at me for the last five minutes. Who was I to embarrass him anymore, he seemed nice enough. Looking at the clock I realized I was almost fifteen minutes late for my first class. Saying a quick good-bye I rush to class.
Flashback Ended
"So what are you going to do this summer? Are you actually staying here this time or what."
I look at him and shake my head while answering, "No, I have to stay with my dad this summer again. It's the whole custody ruling thing."
"Well you'll be in LA right, cause we got tickets to the Slayer concert and there's an extra one with your name on it if you can come." His pleading eyes are boring into me.
"Sorry Xan-man, its great offer. Really wish I could but this year my dad is taking me to France, says I need a bit of a change." Giving him my best sympathetic look I decline the offered ticket. Well I can't be in the crowd and on stage at the same time.
"Buff," he practically whines out, "can't you go after the concert. It's on July 13th, a Friday so you can leave almost right after and have lots of time to sleep. It will be an experience you don't want to miss. Plus who would want to miss Fia'in Slayer even if it's to go to France. France you can go anytime, this concert is supposed to be the best one in her line of concerts. And you've seen all the televised ones. We always imagined going to one live, now we have a chance you going to France."
I was about to answer when Willow and Oz showed up. Sliding in next to me Willow greets us with a cheery hello and Oz just kinda of waves. They look between us. Will notices the pleading look in Xander's eyes and turns a questioning gaze to me. Shrugging I fill her in.
Flashback
Walking into the library I noticed a petite but pretty redhead sitting at a table with her nose stuck in a book. Going into the stacks I pull out a copy of 'Romeo and Juliet' and head to the table were the red head was sitting. Setting down my bag I sit in the chair opposite of the girl and open the book to act two, scene five, where I had left off the last time I read this play.
"Hey, I'm Buffy." I whispered quietly before beginning to read.
I seemed to have startled the girl because she had jumped. Causing her to turn a shade of red that could rival her own hair. She looks at me with astonishment in her eyes. Closing my book to give her my full attention I mark my page.
"H-h-hi," she squeaks out.
Prompting her to continue I ask for her name.
"Willow," she answers, "aren't you friends with Cordelia. I saw you talking with her?"
"Well if it is against the law to talk with more then one person a day that throw me in jail. Cause I have talked with more people today then I can count." I joke.
The blush that had dissipated had now came raging back onto her face. It was weird seeing someone blush so much. I guess someone in this type of situation would, though I don't know what kind of situation it was.
"No," she informs me with a raised voice, "I mean no not against the law. It's just that popular people don't talk to me usually. And I saw you sitting and speaking with Cordelia Chase in third."
"So I was talking to another girl. What's the big deal? It's not like I won the lottery though that would be pretty neat. I could do so much with that money." I finally look back down at her and find that I am on the receiving end of a strange look. "Sorry I babble sometimes."
"No that's ok I do to sometimes. So what are you doing in the library, you don't look like the type to spend time in the library during a free period." I smile at her while she seems to rethink what she said. "Not that you look illiterate or stupid just you look like someone who like to go to malls instead of libraries. I mean...oh I'm just shutting up now. See I babble when I'm nervous."
"Well you know what they all say. Don't judge a book by its cover."
Re-opening my book I shift to become comfortable and flash her a smile.
"I just wanted to introduce myself. So I'll shut up now at let you get back to your reading."
She slightly smiled and went back to reading.
Flashback Ended
"He wants me to go to the concert with you guys on the13th but I'm heading to France in about a week and a half. So no concert for me what a shame." I say with a twinge of sarcasm.
The whole group thinks I hate Fia'in Slayer but it's not true. Well how can I hate myself, but it is harder to pretend to idolize myself than it, is to pretend to hate myself.
Willow looks at me as if she's never seen me before, she does it every time I say something against their idol. It doesn't bother me that they idolize Fia'in Slayer but I'm not about to be egotistical and idolize myself.
I put up my dumb-blonde look and ask, "What."
Letting out an exasperated sigh she speaks, "What is it with your point of view towards that singer. She's a great singer, everyone but you seems to love her. So what do you find so wrong with her."
"Nothing, nothing at all," I try to avoid the question. All the others have asked me the same question as well. They don't seem to have noticed that they get the same answer, 'Nothing, nothing at all.'
The rest of the gang shows up before Willow could continue on her line of questioning. Moving over to accommodate the others, I get pushed between Angel and Willow. I have had a crush on Angel since I first met him.
Flashback
Trying to get home for voice training, I dash out the school doors like a bat out of hell. Stuffing books in as I go I barely noticed the guy at the bottom of the steps. Looking up in time to see the collision that was about to occur I twist around using a dance move I had learned.
Narrowly dodging the collision, I stop for enough time to make sure everyone was fine. Recognizing Xander I said hello. Seeing that no one had been hurt I spoke my apology quickly and dashed. Not even staying to see the stunned face of Angelus and his friends. I had made a note that one them had been absolutely gorgeous.
Flashback Ended
I've never acted on my crush, to many secrets would have to come out. Mainly the ones about who I am, and why I lied to my best friends for the last three years. I just hope that they understand the need for secrecy when it all comes out, which I know it will.
It sure is a bitch being famous. No boyfriends for they would need to know who I actually am, and no dates because I might slip-up while talking about me and ruin my cover. The gang notices that I never date, and they tease me mercilessly. Not much I can do, but it's fun for them.
A question from Spike drags me form my thoughts.
"Hey, Buffy you ok? You seemed out of it just there."
"Yeah just thinking," I respond automatically.
"You sure, you seemed deep in thought. And that's never good." He teases
"Yeah, I'm great." I say again.
Flashback
Standing in the line at the cafeteria I waited to get to the edible looking pieces of food. As I come to the end of the food counter I reach across to grab a bowl of some weird looking thing I think might be Jell-O, when a hand comes out stops me.
"Don't want to take that luv," warns a British accent.
"Why not?"
He just shrugs and answers with a, "never know what's actually in it."
Pulling my hand away from the bowl, I thank him for the warning. Paying for the food I look around and found a table in the corner where the sun didn't shine to brightly. Sitting down I begin to munch on my ham sandwich, reminding myself with each chew to bring my own lunch tomorrow.
About halfway through the sandwich and coke I had, another tray is set next to me. Looking up I see it's the guy from the lunch line. He welcomes himself to the seat next to me and begins to eat like he didn't just intrude on my lunch.
"Well am I going to have to call you 'hey you' every time I see you or are you giving me a name anytime soon." A tinge of annoyance seeps in with the words.
"Well luv you just had to ask. Names Spike."
Rolling my eyes at what obviously had to be a nickname for no stable person would name their kid Spike. I finish my lunch and stand up. Stretching out my hand in greeting I say my name.
"Buffy."
"I know," he says shaking my hand.
"Well thanks for the save at the line, nice meeting you." I announce as I walk out the doors of the cafeteria.
Flashback Ended
"So what were you talking about before we showed up. Nothing too important I hope." Cordelia asks.
Flashback
Sitting by the window I gaze outside, watching the students mill around until the they're needed in class. My songbook is open, while I'm trying to get another song ready for recording, when I hear footsteps coming my way. Closing the book and hiding it from view I look in time to see a hand shoved in my face.
"Cordelia Chase, Head Cheerleader. You the new girl every ones talking about?"
"I guess," I hesitantly shake her hand, "don't really know, no one has talked to me."
"Figures, well this is the official welcome to SHS. If you want to get far in this school just hang with me."
The bell rings and she takes her seat. Deciding that she would make a better friend then enemy, I turn my attention back to the lesson.
Flashback Ended
"Tickets" is all Oz says, but everyone nods in acknowledgement.
"Yeah Buff here seems to be going to France in a week and a half. That means missing the Fia'in Slayer concert."
"What, it's not as if I can't watch it televised. Plus I have no choice remember; my summer is in my father's hands. He has business in France, so that's where I have to be as well. Remember I'm not a big fan of hers." I inform them.
"Hey if B wants to go let her go, just means we have one free ticket."
Flashback
The night after the first day of school I went to the only club in town. Someplace known as The Bronze. Not expecting too much for a small town club I was pleasantly surprised when I actually entered the building.
Music blared, and the dance floor was filled with gyrating bodies. Wanting to dance I headed straight for the floor. No sooner was I dancing that guys started to crowd me. Having taken self-defense course before I became a singer I knew how to get people to leave me alone. Usually. The males didn't seem to understand the word no.
Having had enough I flipped over one that had been harassing me even after I pushed him away. His buddies didn't seem to like that, soon I had three guys against me. The music still blaring it must have seemed like we were dancing still because no one helped me. At least until Faith came in, she walked right up to me and shook my hand.
"Names Faith, looks like you could use a hand. Needed a good fight tonight."
"Buffy, and no problem. Happy to fulfill your nightly quota." I said with a twinge of sarcasm.
"Two on four not bad odds. Can you take two at a time," with a simple nod she counted to three and said, "Fight."
Flashback Ended
"I love you too Faith." I say sarcastically.
"You just said your going to France. So Angelus can use it to bring his date." She states while raising an eyebrow at me and then turning to Angelus. "That is if he's willing to pay for the extra ticket."
"Of course seventy-five dollars for a fifth row ticket. Defiantly." He replied.
Standing up I grabbed my bag and lay money to cover the bill on the table. Not even waiting for the others to join me, I step out side and breath in a lung full of air. Starting down the street to the drugstore, I pull out my songbook and a pen. Turning the page to one that's blank I start to write.
All Apologies
What else should I be
All Apologies
What else could I say All Apologies
As I write first lines of a possible song down, I tune back into my surroundings hearing my friends telling me to wait up. Stuffing my book back in my bag I stop to turn around and wait for my friends.
It was quiet the sight that greeted me. Xander had just tripped over his own feet, and grabbed onto Anya his girlfriend for support. The force of gravity decided to try to take her down as well when she grabbed onto Angel, who lost some balance and let up tripping Doyle. Luckily out of that scenario only Doyle landed on the ground. Helping him up, everyone was laughing. I only had to wait seconds before they were once again with me.
Faith grabbed my arm and began dragging me away from the others, "Thanks for waiting. Thought we were friends and you just walk out. Ta-ta- ta."
Noticing my pen was still in my hand, I stuffed it in my bag. I wish I hadn't because it had prompted Faith into asking her next question.
"B, what's with the book. Known you for three years and each year there is one book I never really see."
"Yeah Buffy, now that Faith mentioned it, there is always one book I've never seen inside either. Little curious myself" Willow says as she comes up to my other side.
Shit. That was all I needed, people snooping around my songbook. That would defiantly give me away. Deciding avoidance is the best tactic; I try to weasel my way out of it. I really wish they could have asked me in private instead of having the whole gang to back them up.
"Nothing really, just personal thoughts and shit."
I hoped the lie would work and they would stay off my back. It is really difficult to write new songs with nosey friends. But I do my best and it seems to come out all right.
"Lie," Oz states.
I don't know how he does it. It's like he can smell a liar. It can be really disturbing sometimes. I glare at him because he's making me feel guilty, even though I didn't lie. It is personal, so maybe not to personal but it still is which makes me not a liar.
"I am not lying. It is personal." I said with defensively.
"So than it's not nothing." He says smoothly.
Rolling my eyes his statement, I continue to walk until I reach the drugstore entrance. Opening the door I walk in knowing the guys would part with their significant other and leave while the girls followed me into the drugstore.
Hours after entering the store we finally leave. I have everything I may need for the next two months in LA almost. Exiting the store, I notice that the sun is starting to wane. I love the dark because it is the one time during the day that I have enough time to think. Knowing I would have to get as much writing done in the next week, I bag off The Bronze and head home.
During the next few days I would hang with my friends. We'd all meet and hang out. Days had become more full trying to spend as much time with my friends. But my nights were equally busy, between songwriting, voice training and the Bronze I had next to no time to myself.
At least I can't say I have a boring life. Leading two lives and keeping them a secret might be hard work but I think it was worth it so far. I've firmly decided that at the end of next summer I am going to confess to my friends. They'd be going to college while I continue with my already booming career. It wasn't like I could hide forever.