Slayer #03
Sunnydale, the world without shrimp 1998
Dear Diary,
Faith. Faith: who became the big bad slayer, the other side to Buffy's scythe. The first time I met her was at our house. Buffy brought her home for dinner because she was staying in this awful motel place on the edge of town. I think mom wanted to feed her. I tried asking her all these questions about what being a slayer was like, questions Buffy had refused to answer. Mom was pretty impressed with her but she seemed to hate me. She thought I was a baby, I was twelve! She dismissed all my questions and told me not to worry about it. So I went on a Faith-hating mood for the first, I don't know, two years of knowing her.
Buffy was a bit jealous that Faith seemed to be having a much easier time at slaying than she was. And she was annoying, she said all these things I didn't understand. And she didn't explain anything like Buffy did. After a week, she was really getting under my skin. She was getting under Buffy's skin too, I could tell, she'd come home from patrol and just complain about Faith. Plus she brought this big ugly demon with her from Boston.
Me and Faith have had our head to heads, I mean, Faith and Buffy have had more. Until they started dating, that was a weird five minutes. I still wasn't keen on her, but Buffy said she changed after being in prison, that fighting the First and got her own slayer division changed her. I'm not sure I totally believed her. Faith was dark sometimes, she does things differently to Buffy, she's like a magnet for doing things wrong. She even killed a guy by accident once.
But this cloven guy, this vampire, he was pretty old, Buffy said when she got back. Then they had a slumber party in the living room and laughed about slaying like it was always good fun times. I asked her how it went and she said something like this, "you don't even need to think about it, little B." It was the cringiest of nicknames. I hated that she always reduced me to what she thought I was.
"Buffy, how did it go?" I asked, not even looking at Faith.
"Dawn, can I tell you about it some other time? Me and Faith are trying to relax." I gritted my teeth and went back upstairs. It was like she'd replaced me as a sister. With a cooler, more ass-kicky slayer version. It wasn't like with Willow because she was always nice to me. I never felt like she was imposing on us somehow. But mom liked Faith, mom kept her around because she had some feeling like Buffy could ease off the slaying if Faith was so into it. I just got back to my room and folded my arms. I sat angrily like that for about an hour. And Faith didn't get any easier to be around when she got older either.
Dawn x