"Mahal"
By: Lynn
DISCLAIMERS: Making it short...NOT MINE!
SUMMARY: AU; Just another story where everybody's human and Angel, Oz, and Xander are the new students in school.
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BETA READER: Ashley Russo (last parts un-beta¡¦ed)
Part 5
Buffy skipped down the wooden stairs of her home to make her way to the kitchen. Her blonde curls bounced as she walked down the steps, her black boots clicking on the wood.
She entered the kitchen to find her mother, Joyce Summers, leaning forward on the kitchen island, the newspaper spread out before her on white tiles. Her father was doing much the same thing, but sitting in the chair by the kitchen table.
"Morning," Buffy greeted, going to the pantry and yanking out a bagel.
Rupert Summers, or Giles, looked up at his older daughter, "Good morning Dear," her British father responded, "How are you?"
After slicing the bagel in half, she popped the two pieces into the metal toaster.
"Great," she answered while grabbing the strawberry cream-cheese from the refrigerator. As soon as the bagel sprung back up she quickly threw it on a small plate, and took a place next to Giles. While she spread the pink cream cheese on one slice, her mother spoke up and asked, "Is your sister up?"
Before Buffy could utter a word, the girl in question stepped into the kitchen saying, "Present," and made a beeline for the fridge.
Joyce abandoned her paper and walked over to where Buffy was munching on the pink frosted bagel slice. She swiftly swiped the other half and took a bite. Her daughter glared at her but chose not to say anything.
Glancing at her watch after her last bite of the bagel, Buffy said, "Mmm, Dawnie, we have to go."
Dawn polished off her bowl of Frosted Flakes and placed it in the sink. She followed her sister's actions of kissing their parents on the cheeks and walking out the door to Buffy's silver Lancer.
'I miss my car,' Angel thought to himself as he drove his mother's new champagne colored SUV to school. Oz was in the passenger seat, nodding his head to the beat of the classical rock song blasting from the speakers, while Xander, Jessica, and Connor were in the backseat messing with each other to see who could annoy each other the most.
This morning, the Roarke kids had to take Isabella to her job at Sunnydale Memorial Hospital since they only had one car to go around in. Angel's Plymouth convertible, Oz's beloved beat up van, and Xander's Camry were still being shipped from Orlando and they were all waiting somewhat patiently for their vehicles.
They pulled into the senior parking lot of the school, and jumped out of the car. As soon as they started to get out, Angel, Oz, and Xander were ambushed by Harmony Kendall and company; there were about 6 of them in all. Figuring Melody Kendall would fill their Kendall quota for the day, Connor and Jessica stealthily slipped away, not wanting to know who was worse. Xander and Oz managed to successfully detangle themselves from the many girls that flocked them. Angel was the bigger ladies' man out of the three of them, and it was just his luck that he would be the one to be stuck with the mob of man hungry girls.
Putting up a front, Angel smiled and nodded when the timing was right, fooling the girls with the idea that he actually wanted to be there and enjoyed their company. To be truthful, Angel couldn't stand to be around these types of girls that were desperate for attention and had air for brains. As shallow as it sounded, the only thing appealing to him was their looks. Knowing that these girls wouldn't leave him alone, he did his best to go with the flow and try to tune them out.
Pulling up a couple parking spaces away, Buffy spotted the group of girls that were usually Cordy and her followers in a tight circle, in front of an open car door.
"Wonder what all the fuss is about," Buffy muttered to Dawn.
Shrugging her shoulders, Dawn gathered up her backpack and books from the backseat, and suggested, "Harmony found a shiny new penny?"
Buffy giggled at her little sister's comment, and shook her head while also gathering up her stuff.
The two sisters said their short goodbyes and went their separate ways. Dawnie strayed off to find her new friends, and Buffy, her curiosity getting the better of her, went to the girls that were all tangled together.
She got the attention of a brunette, Thea, who didn't seem as interested as the others and asked what they were all interested in. Buffy was shorter than most of the girls, so she wasn't able to see over their heads.
"Oh, just one of the new hottie boys, Angel. They're all trying to get a piece of him by throwing themselves at him. Not that I blame them, he is one fine piece of ass, but I am so totally loyal to Brandon. You know, the star of the track team," she bragged while smacking on big wad of gum.
"Yeah, okay. Thanks Thea," Buffy dismissed. She turned and took a glimpse through a sliver of a gap between two of the girls.
What she saw was Angel sitting in the driver's seat of the car while shamelessly flirting and flashing a charming smile.
Out of the corner of his eye, Angel saw a new blonde join the group and then suddenly leave a second later. He tore his brown eyes away from the girls in front of him to see who it was and a genuine smile graced his face when he quickly realized that it was Buffy. He finally detangled himself from the girls and tried to catch up with the blonde he actually liked.
Buffy turned away with a frown on her face. For some reason, it bothered her to see Angel flirting with other girls. She heard her name being called, so she turned herself back around, whipping her blonde curls over her right shoulder in the process. The frown on her face turned into one of her beautiful grins when she met the gorgeous brown eyes.
"Buffy. Hey," Angel greeted with the half-smile that he knew melted girls heart.
"Hi Angel. I see you made some new friends." The two started walking slowly side by side to the campus.
"Oh. Yeah," Angel said with an uncaring tone.
"Hmm... You seem excited," Buffy teased, "Friendly much?"
Angel just chuckled in response, and then a bout of silence came between them.
"So are you going to the Bronze tonight," Buffy attempted to start out as a conversation.
"The Bronze?" he asked, confused.
"No one's told you about it yet," Angel shook his head negatively, "Well, it's a club where all the teenagers of Sunnydale gather. We're all going tonight if you and your brothers wanna join us."
"Sure. I mean I can't speak for Xander and Oz, but I might make an appearance."
At the end of the school, Willow and Buffy sauntered down the hallways to her car. They were going to meet up with Cordelia in the parking lot so they can all go together to the Espresso Pump before heading off to their individual homes. The sound of Buffy's name being called stopped the girls from going any further. They both turned to see who wanted Buffy's attention, and was graced with the presence of the youngest Summers.
"Hey Dawnie," Buffy said, "Ready to go?"
"Actually Buff, I'm going to my friend's house so I'm not gonna go home with you."
While fishing in her backpack for her keys, Buffy asked Dawn, "Does Mom and Dad know?"
The light haired brunette held up the silver colored flip phone she held in her hand, "I just called Dad a few moments ago. Can you pick me up at six before dinner? Mom's stuck at the gallery and there was some kind of weird book shipment situation at the store, so Dad's swamped."
Buffy sighed, "Where?"
"It's the street across from Cordy's. Anderson? It's the fifth house on the right. I gotta go. I'll talk to you guys later."
"Bye Dawn," Buffy and Willow said as the fifteen-year-old scampered off down the hall and disappeared within the river of teenagers.
Later on that day, Buffy arrived at the house that Dawn instructed her to go to at their agreed time. The house she pulled up to screamed the word rich with it's huge size and, of course, location.
She walked up to the cream colored house and climbed up the stairs of the porch to ring the doorbell. As she waited, she crossed her arms over her chest and turned her back toward the beautiful white French doors while gazing at the sky which was dimming from the day's brightness.
"Buffy?" questioned a familiar voice.
She quickly faced back to the doorway and was surprised to find Angel Roarke standing there. His feet were bare and the blue button-up shirt he wore today was now untucked from his jeans wide open, giving her a perfect view of the muscular torso. She couldn't help but stare in awe.
Quickly regaining her composure, the blonde finally found her words, "Angel? You live here?"
With an amused grin, Angel leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms, "Apparently," he teased, "Are you Dawn's sister?"
"Yeah. Where is she?"
"In the den playing pool. Come on, I'll take you." Angel opened the door wider and stepped aside, letting Buffy in.
After he shut the door, Buffy followed closely behind as he made his way through the mahogany floored and white walled front room and into a white carpeted living room with cream walls. On their way, they passed a green tiled kitchen and Buffy spotted a middle-aged woman scurrying around the kitchen, busily cooking. She had shoulder length brown hair and wore a white apron over a white t-shirt and black pants. Buffy guessed that, that was Mrs. Roarke. She was pretty, and in no way could she believe that she had five kids, not to mention both were multiple births.
The living room had a few card board boxes scattered about the area. Black couches and love seats were sat in front of a fire place. Voices could be heard from an interlocking room on the other side.
The voices got louder as they went through an archway and came into another mahogany floored room, but was painted dark blue. In there, they found Dawn, Connor, and Xander gathered around a pool table, each holding a cue stick. Jessica and Oz were lounging on the gray couch in front of the TV, idly flipping through channels.
When they noticed the newcomer in the room, Xander suddenly announced, "Why if it isn't the beautiful and illustrious Buff." He rounded the table to throw an arm around the blonde's shoulder, "What brings you here today?"
Buffy smiled at the playful goofiness of Xander and pointed towards Dawn, "I'm here to pick my sister up."
Dawn set her cue stick on the rack against the wall, picked up her backpack that was next to the rack, and went to Buffy's side, followed by Jessica and Connor.
"Hi Buffy. I'm Jessica," the young brunette with braided pigtails introduced herself. For some reason, she was smirking at Buffy and an annoyed looking Angel, and it certainly confused Buffy.
The boy beside Jessica flashed a grin that looked amazingly like Angel's, "Hey. I'm Connor. I assume you already know my brothers."
"Yeah. We hang out and have classes together," she ticked her eyes over to the black and white clock hung up on the wall, "Sorry we can't stay long. We have to get going now."
"I'll walk you to the door," Angel offered. He escorted the two with his sister to the front door.
"Thanks guys. I'll see you tomorrow Jess," Dawn said and snapped fingers with Jessica.
A new voice joined them in the front room, "Oh Dawn. Are you leaving now?" The four turned to see the middle-aged brunette woman that Buffy saw in the kitchen a few minutes ago.
"Yes Mrs. Roarke. Thank you."
"Well it was a pleasure meeting you," the woman faced Buffy, "You must be Dawn's older sister."
"Hi, I'm Buffy," Buffy held out a hand and gave the older woman's a shake with a smile.
"Well it's nice to meet you Buffy. Are sure you two don't want to stay for dinner?"
"Oh, thank you Mrs. Roarke, but our mom and aunt already cooked something for dinner," Buffy politely turned down.
"That's okay. Maybe next time then. Well, it was nice meeting you girls," Isabella pulled them individually into a friendly hug, "Feel free to drop by anytime you like."
"Will do. Thank you Mrs. Roarke." With one last smile, the older woman left the teenagers to head back to the kitchen.
"So I'll see you at the Bronze later?" Buffy asked Angel.
"Yeah. Xander, Oz, and I will be there," he responded.
"Great. Well I'll see ya," she gave a little wave and then her and Dawn headed off to her Lancer and drove off.
The moment Angel closed the doors after the girls left, Jessica began the teasing that Angel knew that was coming.
"She's the girl in your drawing," she exclaimed, "You like Dawn's sister!"
"Don't even start Jessica," Angel warned as they headed back to the den together.
"Oohlala! Angel has a date with Buffy." She playfully sighed while placing her hands on her heart and batting her eyelashes, "It's a dream come true."
"It's not a date Jessica. Now stop."
She dropped her voice down a couple of octaves to mock Angel and in between giggles said, "Oh Buffy… Love me… Marry me… Be my Baby Mama."
She heard Angel growl and saw him lunge for her. She darted out of his reach and ran off with Angel at her heels.
In a fit of laughter, Jessica squealed, "Mommy," and rushed off to find sanctuary from her brother.
TBC…