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Buffy Summers was an absolute goddess, a vixen, she was a good girl that rocked but had a decent heart....at least that’s what William Giles kept telling himself since he didn’t actually know her. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to but he had to face facts, Buffy Summers was a rebel and he was just a geek. he wondered briefly if she had a cause or if she was more James Dean-ish and just believed rules were made to be broken. With a sigh he smacked his head, it was thoughts like that-that made him a nancy boy. He only had 2 months to change, it was the summer before his graduating year and he had to toughen up, punk it up and rock it up...right after he finished reading the book of poems he’d borrowed from the library, then he’d head for the mall to start his plan in motion.



Buffy sighed contentedly, summer was finally here and since that meant she was turning 16 years old tomorrow, it almost meant a new piercing. Once her mother had found out Buffy had gotten a belly ring at 15 years old she had argued with her daughter until she’d turned blue in the face about waiting until she was at least another year older if she was going to insist on getting another. Buffy had reluctantly agreed and gotten herself a tattoo instead, without Joyce’s knowledge of course. It was small, about the size of her thumb and read ‘Free’. Angel had gone nuts for it, he’d been her boyfriend for 2 years off and on and had always told her he thought they were hot. Not that she’d gotten it for him but she loved that it turned him on. He was starting to pressure her about sex though and it was royally pissing her off. No meant NO, no matter how dense someone was. She’d been toying with the idea of breaking up with him but hadn’t put any real thought into it just yet, when the time came to figure it all out she would.

She picked up her phone and dialed the familiar number, “Hey Oz it’s Buffy”

“What’s going on?” he mumbled and Buffy laughed.

“So help me god one day when our band makes it big I’m going to pay for your speech therapy just so we can have a conversation without me asking you to repeat yourself a million times.

Oz laughed softly, “So is their a reason behind your pleasant call?”

Buffy giggled, “Wanna come to the mall with me?”

Oz rolled his eyes, as much as he didn’t want to go because she could take hours shopping he agreed to in hopes of running into that red head that was in his advanced chemistry class. Willow had-had his attention since she’d shyly smiled and taken the only seat available which happened to be next to him. They’d chatted a few times but mostly about chemicals, nothing romantic.

“Oz you totally kick ass, pick me up in an hour?”

“Will do Buff.”

They exchanged their goodbyes and hung up, Oz went to eat something while Buffy started to get ready.

Pulling on her black leather pants and a red tank she got started on her makeup. Black eye-liner rimmed the upper and lower part of her eyes while mascara made her long lashes even more so. She chose a smoky grey eye shadow and applied it to the lower parts of her lids only. Brushing her hair completely straight she added some red and black streaks to it with her ‘color brushes’. Whoever had invented the wash-out mascara like hair color was a god she decided after taking a look at herself and smiling as she applied her ‘crystal shimmer’ lip gloss. She popped on her black leather wrist band that had a white star in the middle of it, grabbed her school bag and her ‘forgive me for leaving you and your mother’ credit card her dad had given her free access to whenever she wanted and pronounced herself ready.

She walked down the stairs and kissed her mom goodbye, Joyce smiled and mouthed ‘I love you’ un-able to stop the phone call she was in the middle of. Buffy closed the door behind her and got into Oz’s waiting van.

“How do I look?” she asked her best friend and bass player for the band she was in. He was the one who had found the name ‘Dingo’s ate my baby’. Buffy and Oz had loved it and laughed their asses off when he’d come up with it, Devin and Angel hadn’t been so sure but Buffy had used her puppy dog look and when that hadn’t worked she’d threatened to kick the two of them in the nuts. ‘Dingo’s ate my baby’ had become the unanimous choice soon afterwards.

“Like a girl I guess” Oz replied casually.

“Thanks” Buffy said with a laugh, that was one of the biggest compliments you could get from this guy. “So why you coming with me?”

“Felt like it” he mumbled.

“Uh-huh, it has nothing to do with that new song you’re working on, what is it again? Oh yeah, Red hot red head...”

Oz smiled, “Maybe it does.”

“I thought so” Buffy giggled. She let her mind wander to Angel again. “Hey Oz, what would you think if I broke up with Angel?”

“I’d think you’re I.Q. would raise by at least 15%.”

Buffy stared open-mouthed at her friend, not once had he ever mentioned her relationship with Angel, let alone the fact that he disliked it.

“Why didn’t you ever tell me what you thought?”

Oz shrugged. “It wasn’t my place until you asked. Don’t get me wrong, Angel’s a great guy but he’s got a lot to learn before I think he’ll be mature enough for a real relationship...and before he can call himself a guitar player...”

Both of them burst out laughing, while Angel knew how to play the basic chords he was in no way talented but they couldn’t just kick him out of the band like they didn’t care about him.
“Oz you are fucken’ hilarious” Buffy spat out, the laughing had her almost breathless.

Oz parked the van and the two teens headed into the mall. Even though Oz was a year ahead of her in school they had been close for the past two years, it was almost as if she had a big brother to watch over her. She decided to put what he’d said about Angel on the side burner of her mind for the time being but decided to think about it more when she got home. If Oz had said it then there was more then just a grain of truth to it.


Oz went to his favorite music store while Buffy went to the new store Jaded. It carried everything punk that someone could want and others things Buffy couldn’t imagine anybody wanting. She scrunched her nose as she passed the black MALE leather thongs.

She headed straight for the corsets, in-practical for school and regular events but uber hot for her first gig at the Bronze tomorrow night.

She tried on several but decided on the black one with the charcoal skulls splattered all over it. ‘Happy Birthday Buffy love Dad’ she thought to herself as she swiped her card for the 150$ shirt that barely covered anything.

As she was walking out of the store she caught a glimpse of someone changing his shirt in front of the mirror. From the angle she was at she couldn’t see his face but what a back! Lean and muscled but not bulky, ‘Like Angel’ she thought with a grimace, he had smooth pale skin and light brown hair that was just a little too curly but gel could fix that right up. Looking at her watch she realized she had to meet Oz at the food court for lunch and took off, feeling a little pissy that she couldn’t stay around to talk to the guy, she would have at least liked to see his face.




William turned around when he felt a chill run down his spine, he thought for sure someone had been looking at him but seeing no-one he just assumed he’d been wrong. He’d picked out a few pairs of black pants; some of them cargo’s some of them jeans. For shirts he’d mainly picked up tight fitting short-sleeved and wife beaters; all of them were either black, red, white or gray. He liked more basic colors so red was a stretch for him but he knew Buffy liked it and that’s all that mattered. He’d already picked up his new boots and had just 2 more stops. He needed to get his hair done and he needed a new coat. Tomorrow he was going to hit the Bronze with Willow and Xander in hopes of seeing Buffy there. He knew there was going to be a live band and wondered who was in it...he knew there name was something disgusting like ‘I fed my baby to a mongoose’ and shuddered. Still, hopefully he’d get to see her and who knew, maybe he’d even have the courage to say ‘hello’.






Buffy ran up to Oz, “Hey, sorry I’m late, I uh...got distracted” she said with a leer. Oz rolled his eyes as he carried the drinks he’d bought to a nearby table. Ice-caps from Tim Hortons, Buffy’s favorite.

“Pervert”

“You know it” she said with a laugh before sobering up. “I’m gonna’ have to have a serious sit down and think session’ about my relationship with Angel.”

Oz nodded and patted her hand, he knew it was gonna be tough for her but he honestly thought it would be the best thing. He’d also noticed Angel noticing Cordelia Chase, a girl in their grade. If they were both noticing other people what was the point if being together anyway?

Buffy smiled and took a sip of her drink, “you spoil me” she said happily.

“I know” Oz said returning her smile and scanning the mall for the object of his desire.



Please let me know what you guys think...I also have another fic out there called Leap if anyone is interested!
Linz




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