Chapter 8
…It's a Beautiful Day…
The birds were shining brightly in the blue sky as the police escorted Coach Robert Marin out of the school in handcuffs.
He was being charged with illegal use of drugs and attempted murder of two students.
Students and faculty gathered to watch the proceedings in disbelief and wondered what had happened to cause this.
Principal Snyder watched with a deep frown on his face, as the chances for the school championship went down the drain.
…Flushed…
Buffy and Willow watched Xander go through his bag for the umpteenth time. The girls shared a concerned look then turned back to continue watching him on the sofa across from them.
The young man scratched his head and dumped all of the contents of his bag out onto the sofa.
Buffy noticed his hands were shaking as he began to place things hurriedly into his bag.
"You're acting like a junkie looking for his next fix," Buffy observed.
"I'm not feeling so great," the young man frowned as he continued to look for his medication. The headache was mounting and if he did not get Tryptophan soon, he would have another, hated, bout of seizures.
At that moment, Cordelia walked up and noticed the other transgenic's erratic behavior.
"Where is it?" the young man asked as he stood up and searched the pockets of the black BDU pants he wore.
"You've got a problem, Xand," Willow stated with a worried look as she looked up at her friend.
"You're not going to find them," Buffy said as she eyed the young man cautiously.
Two pairs of intense brown eyes snapped to the blonde Slayer.
"Where are my pills?" the X5 asked in a dangerous tone.
"You should see yourself," Willow said as she shook her head sadly, sympathetically.
"Those mood swings of yours," Buffy frowned and continued as she ticked off his transgressions with her fingers, "showing up late to school on several occasions, the shakes and the fever, the rudeness."
"I NEED those pills cause I'm not feelin' well," Xander said as his hands shook and his eyebrows drew down.
"You're jonesing for a fix, Xand," Buffy corrected sternly.
"I need that stuff!" the young man exclaimed as he stood and had to control himself not to make a threatening step toward them.
"You need a twelve step…" the red head began.
She was cut off by Cordelia as she shook her head, "You guys don't understand."
"What did you do with 'em?!" Xander exclaimed.
"Flushed them," Buffy said immoveable, she frowned, stood up and folded her arms across her chest. "You need to de-tox."
"I'll die without that stuff!" the young man yelled in fear as he stormed away angrily.
"We were only trying to help," Willow said as she looked at the young woman across from her.
"I know you were trying to be good friends," Cordelia sighed heavily as she stood. "But, you should have left well enough alone," Cordelia said angrily as she ran after her boyfriend.