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Author's LONG note: Ok, sorry if this chap is a bit jumbled up. I wrote it during school and when I got home from school. Unfortunately I was (and still am) all hyped up on Coca Cola, 7up and Rainbow Dust (Soooo addictive!) AND prawn cocktail crisps. Yeah I know you can't get hyped on crisps but my friend gets high on water! Stare at her, not me! It has worn off slightly now but I'm feeling the down side of it. Who would've thought that 4 Cokes, 7 Rainbow Dusts, 2 7ups (They ran out of coke) AND 2 packets of prawn cocktail crisps could make you feel ill? Especially if you do that in the space of an hour and a half during your lunch break and the beginning of the lesson when your teacher doesn't bother to turn up cos they're getting busy in the prep room with another teacher? (Just rumors but sir confessed he thinks she's 'fit') Anyway my bad diet and teacher's love lives are hardly important are they? Thank you for all the reviews and I hope you enjoy this chapter. See, even when I don't know what I'm doing I remember my manners so in your face Rowell! I'M NOT DRUNK! Sorry. Ignore that. Just yelling at my cousin. Won't do it again. And FINALLY on with the story, sorry for keeping you all.
The streets were deserted. The roads were quiet and nothing like New York. A car passed by every few minutes but that was about it. The small, compact shops were almost void of human life. Angry, tired shop assistants were left alone to close the shops. It was only 6pm but Sunnydale was already falling asleep
"Busy place." Ben muttered.
"That's why I like Sunnydale. You can just relax and forget about everything." Sue said happily. "And if there's anything we need then it's a break," Sue said looking at Reed.
"Yes well I only brought some of my work," he replied.
"He got some guy to send all of it," Johnny muttered discreetly to his sister. Sue glared at her fiancée.
"It's important," Reed pleaded.
"It's always important," Sue muttered under her breath.
"Can we just get to this person's house? Some of us get tired wandering the streets,"
"What's wrong? Sidewalk too small?" Johnny teased. Ben glared and made a mental note to attack Johnny in his sleep for all his snide remarks.
The flight had been hell. Literally. The plane wasn't busy which was good for Ben. The people were mostly returning home after a happy holiday to the city that never sleeps. It must have been a change for them. A very big change. The staff on the plane was polite; they didn't stare or treat them differently. In fact they were more than happy to pretend they had no customers to attend to. Only one air hostess seemed to be happy to do her job, for all her hard work she was rewarded with Johnny's phone number. Ben thought she was way too happy about it, a guy asks you for your phone number. Big deal. And of course Johnny couldn't resist making his usual comments to impress people. They included his new discovery that Ben suffered from claustrophobia. It was a wonder Ben hadn't killed him and Reed right then. Reed always had to open his big mouth and say something that really didn't need to be said. Ben also regretted admitting it was all true. Maybe he had a big mouth too.
"I still don't see why you couldn't just make us a plane stretch," Ben grumbled.
"Well it would take a very long time. Sue didn't really give us enough notice,"
"I didn't give you enough notice?" Sue asked angrily.
"Yeah…well. You told us two weeks ago, plenty of time to build a well functioning and safe aircraft. " Reed regretted the sarcastic tone he used immediately. Sue glared and decided to say nothing.
"Somebody isn't getting any tonight," Johnny muttered with a smirk. He looked down after receiving all the disapproving looks from everyone.
"Just tryna lighten the mood," he muttered angrily. The four walked in silence down the street, all unsure of where they were going apart from Sue.
"Will you go on patrol tonight?" Giles asked. Buffy sat in a chair of the library looking angry.
"Yeah," she sounded tired.
"Maybe you shouldn't-"
"I can handle this. Besides, a few slayings will help get this whole load off my mind for a while." Buffy found herself almost laughing at that point. Most girls shopped or pigged out on chocolate when they were down. She went into graveyards and killed things.
"I should go now. I need to get a few kills in before my cousins get here," Buffy stood up and checked she had a stake in her jacket pocket before leaving the library.
Giles felt for Buffy. She had had a lot to deal with recently and she was holding herself responsible for her friend's expulsion. Giles felt worse. He had no idea Buffy had spent the night being chased by vampires in school, therefore he had no idea he needed to tamper with the tapes again. Giles switched off the light in his office and sighed. He knew the council wouldn't show any pity to the teenagers, they would hold him responsible and make him undo the damage. Giles suddenly got an idea. He ran to a bookcase and picked up an old, dusty, leather-bound book. He sat down in a chair, opened the book and read. He would get the teens back in school, even if he had to resort to the dark arts to get them back.
The silence between the friends was still uncomfortable. Johnny couldn't remember the last time he'd been stuck in such a situation. It was worse than watching Sue and Reed, well before their engagement anyway.
"Will someone please say something," Johnny said. Everyone was surprised with his sudden outburst.
"There's nothing to say." Sue said with a glare in Reed's direction.
"There's always something to say, like you guys could ask us about our family," Johnny said to Reed and Ben.
"Fine." Ben grumbled. "What is your family like?"
"That depends on which side you're talking about,"
"For the love of god, YOUR MOM'S SIDE! WHY THE HELL WOULD I CARE ABOUT ANYONE ELSE?" Ben yelled.
"Calm down, jeez! Keep your hair on. Just trying to make everything nice and normal. You people are really ungrateful you know that? I try and get rid of this weird silence that you all hate but you guys won't co-operate!" Johnny moaned on and on, completely ignore by his friends and sister. His constant whining was interrupted by a shrill scream.
Buffy mentally scolded herself. Since when did she scream when a vampire tried to jump her?
"I'm sorry honey, did I scare you?" The vampire asked mockingly.
"No," Buffy realized how fragile and overprotective she seemed when she said it and scolded herself again. This was not good. Buffy whipped a stake out of her pocket and grinned as the Vampire's smile faded. Buffy took the time to attack but before she delivered a roundhouse kick she looked at the demon in front of her. Buffy was getting more than sick of the cowboy wannabes hanging around Sunnydale's dark spots. He was decked out in the usual gear: jeans, boots, checkered shirt, big buckled belt and of course a little hat to complete the look. The vampire was thrown to his feet by Buffy's attack.
"God don't you people ever get sick of those outfits?" Buffy asked. The vampire gave her a questioning look before turning into dust. Buffy rolled her eyes. They never reply.
"This way!" Johnny said hurriedly as the four turned a corner and into a graveyard. A girl stood there looking peeved.
"Hey! You okay?" Johnny shouted. Buffy gasped and looked out. She looked at the person standing behind them and her slayer reflexes kicked in. Big rock. Not normal. These people know him. Must be evil. Buffy flicked the notes through her mind but then her eye caught the only female of the group. Oh shit. Buffy hid the stake behind her back and waved.
"Hi Sue," she said shyly.
"Buffy? Oh my god I didn't recognize you! What are you doing here by yourself?" Sue gave Buffy a hug. The teenager managed to slide the stake down the back of her trousers and hug her cousin back. (Author's note: I don't mean they went all the way down her trousers. I mean she had the chunky part of the stake sticking out the top if her trousers and covered by her top. K?)
"This your family?" Ben asked. Johnny nodded and grinned.
"Hey," he greeted with a smile.
"Johnny?" Buffy ran up to her cousin and gave him a hug.
"How's Mr. Gordo?" Johnny had never stopped teasing Buffy about her love for the stuffed pig. Buffy hit him on the arm. Johnny laughed at first and then realized it actually hurt. This was the same girl who couldn't open a simple bottle of water.
"Where'd you learn to fight like that?"
"Self defense classes. I wouldn't walk through here unprotected."
"In Sunnydale? The city that always sleeps or so it seems anyway."
"You'd be surprised with what this town has to offer," Buffy said with a knowing smile. Johnny eyed her curiously; she knew something but he wasn't about to pursue it. Yet.