A/N: Alrighty, after a fairly successful last chapter, I thought I'd bring this one in! Here it is…

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Buffy was an hour late for school. A whole hour late. She swore under her breath then slid into her jeans and pulled on a pretty silk, baby-blue camisole that was lined with a bit of lace up the top.

She slid her guitar back into its case, and hid her lyrics and notes in prevention of anyone else finding out about her solo, before jogging out the door with her school bag and sprinting to school – no lift from mum this morning.

After explaining to several teachers why she was late, she finally got to class, where Willow was waiting for her.

"Late?" Willow tsked, "What were you doing that needed such immediate attention?"

Buffy smiled sheepishly, "Sleep in," she lied, for the millionth time in the past week.

Willow gave her a sympathetic smile, "Wish I could do that… my brain gets the better of me…"

Buffy chuckled slightly, "Aw, Will, there's always the weekends."

"Speaking of weekends, didn't see much of you…" Willow raised her eyebrows, "Some guy out there you ain't telling me about?"

Buffy almost laughed out loud, "Wills… you're talking about me here."

Willow sighed, "Buffy, just because you don't hang out with the Cordettes and don't still wear those atrocious outfits, doesn't mean you aren't super attractive and super likely to bag a guy!"

"Oi! I happened to love those atrocious outfits! You guys just… didn't go for the whole bad-girl-from-LA gig, so I changed…"

Willow looked hurt for a moment, but brightened soon after, changing the topic dramatically, "Oz is taking me on a date tonight. A perfectly normal, no-band-mentioning date."

Buffy smiled, "Aw, Will – that's great! I hope you guys have a great-"

"Ms Summers-" Mr Donely started.

"I'll be good."

"No… Ms Summers, Ms Calender would like a word with you."

Buffy sighed irritably and Willow shot her a sympathetic glance, "It's the whole settling in thing, I swear. She'll be off your back in no time."

I wish it was that simple, Buffy thought to herself.

When she reached the familiar doorway of the Staff Lounge, she had been informed that Ms Calender was in the Library with Mr Giles, and to meet her there.

Buffy sighed as she plodded off down the hall to the library. It was a freaky place, with a huge sky-light at the top and a split-level look going for it.

She threw open the doors and walked inside, "Hello? Anybody home?"

Mr Giles' head appeared from behind a doorway, glancing out at Buffy, "Ms Summers!"

"I'm looking for Ms Calender…"

Ms Calender stepped out from behind a bookcase, "Buffy! Thankyou for coming so soon!"

"In my line of duty," Buffy drawled, "What would you like?"

Ms Calender looked at her blankly for a second, "Uh… song…"

Buffy's eyes widened as she looked over at Mr Giles, who was standing in the doorway of his 'librarian's office', looking from one woman to the other with a slight frown on his face as he took off his rather large glasses and started to clean them.

Ms Calender saw her reaction, motioning with her hands for Buffy to come and join her behind the shelves.

Buffy jogged up a small flight of stairs to where she was, and stood with her, "It's going good. I've re-written it all but I recovered and it sounds bet-"

"Hold on… you wrote the song?" Ms Calender interrupted.

"I did."

"You wrote a whole song?"

"I wrote a whole song."

Ms Calender smiled, pride obvious in herbrown eyes, "That's excellent. We have to do a dress rehearsal with the drama class – they're doing an act too, and-"

"Whoa. Press pause and rewind. Dress rehearsal? I can't do a dress rehearsal. It will steal my confidence, which, may I add, is really, really low…" Buffy said quickly.

Ms Calender looked flustered for a moment, but picked herself back up quickly, "Okay, just promise me you'll practise?"

Buffy nodded sincerily, "'Course I will… Don't wanna go up there and sing like a drunken sailer."

Ms Calender gave her a small smile, "Right then, I'll see you at the assembly, if not sooner."

Buffy nodded again, turning on her heal before she heard Ms Calenders voice again.

"Buffy?"

Buffy stopped and glanced back over her shoulder.

"You have two days left – you will be ready, won't you?"

She smiled, "Two days? I can do that."

A/N: Another day wasted – thank god. This whole one day per chapter thing is very irritating, trying to get stuff to happen. Hope it wasn't too short! Please Review!