She's got the air to float above it

[visiongirl]

I got the job. I got the job! I couldn't believe it! I mean, hello I so could believe it because I am fabulous but I got the job! My mind was somewhere else and they held up those cue cards and I read them and remembered all that crap that Christie was always trying to shove down my throat back when I first moved to L.A. All that stuff about how to

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[_wes_pryce_]

How is it that I’ve lived here for how long now and I’ve never noticed this whirlwind of a woman. An annoying whirlwind at that. She had apparently noticed me, which I found slightly disturbing as she told me how badly I looked when I had been recuperating in Miss Chase’s apartment. And how she was glad to see me up and about again, she had been a bit worried. The smile she gave when she went on about polite young men made me shiver

[visiongirl]

A gentleman of your....? I almost let a laugh escape my lips because Helen was definitely implying that Wesley was....well, really gay. I mean, okay he was British so that was a little understandable but Wes gay? Hey, maybe he was and that would explain the horribly failed kiss in the library back in Sunnydale. Maybe Wesley was better at kissing boys? Apparently I was better at kissing girls. Not that I was judging. Because I wasn't really gay and maybe Wes wasn't gay either. Well okay I shared my bed with a girl everynight but that didn't really make me gay. It just meant I liked Faith. Or something

[_wes_pryce_]

Why I pulled Cordelia into the kitchen like that, I’ve no idea. Especially not if one considers the old hag is without a doubt still hearing everything way say. I guess it was a spur of the moment thing, and automatism if you will. But really, I would like to make up my own mind. I’m not some small child that needs to be coddled and told what do to. Not even by Cordelia Chase

[visiongirl]

I sighed heavily because he was just going to argue with everything I said. Hello! This was meant to be, I could just feel it and maybe I wasn't the resident psychic but some things a girl just knew. Like the fact that Wesley belonged here and I was pretty sure that if he looked into his heart he would agree with me. He belonged in L.A. here with us, the rest of the Sunnydale rejects. This was a second chance for all of us and I just didn't understand why Wes wasn't jumping at the oppurtunity. Okay, so I did understand and it probably had something to do with a psychotic slayer holding a knife to him. That really hadn't been all that long ago and...God, I was sleeping with that psychotic slayer. Something must be wrong with me

[_wes_pryce_]

When I asked her a simple question I certainly didn’t expect a speech. Dear god, I must be rubbing off on her. I doubt that is actually a good thing in this case. My eyebrows rose and quite frankly she didn’t tell me anything new. Though, I had to disagree with the fact that I had nowhere else to go. I had other places to do. I’d probably die a whole lot sooner, I’d be without a doubt be lonely without my friends. Friend, I only have one. I had the smile when she mentioned that as one of the reasons. Actually, it would be the only reason for me to stay. Her friendship means more to me then anything else. Especially after what we went through together, even if she suddenly very friendly with Faith

[visiongirl]

Before Wes could even answer me Helen came marching back in asking me if Wesley had made up his mind. Why was she asking me? Ugh. Didn't it look like he was right here. I shot Wes a sympathetic glance and hoped that he would get that Helen didn't spend that much time at this complex. Thank God. I couldn't risk checking out the aging softcore porn star everytime she walked by me in the hallway. That was just....Eww