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Anxiously Awaiting from beautiesnbeasts
Ten minutes passed. I was pacing back and forth. Ten minutes felt like two hours. The whole point is, Willow wasn't here. She's always here. I don't know how many different ways I can say it. It's just not like her to come in late. If she does, she calls. That's what bothered me. Then, calling her house and not having anyone answer, just added on to my worry. I need to try to calm down. Who knows, maybe her electric went out overnight and that caused her to oversleep. It could be anything. I looked up at the clock. She should be here any minute.
Giles remained pretty quiet. I don't think he knew what to think. Him standing there all quiet, wasn't working too well with me. When he was quiet I knew he was in serious thinking mode. I wonder if he was thinking the same thing I was, right now. I could just be over-analyzing. You know, since I tend to do that all of the time.
I couldn't blame him, really. Everything is piling on to something else. First, Jeff Walken is killed and we blame Oz, right off the bat. Find out, it might not be him. Then, I lost those two girls. Or at least for the moment, I assume they are lost, or even worse, killed. Now, we have Willow to worry about. This was more than any of us could handle. The worse thing to do is panic, but when it involves my best friend, you can't help but get involved in any way, possible. Like right now, I wanted to go to her house and see if she was home, personally. Would that be majorly crazy of me to do that?
She could be home, open the door, and then look at me like I'm crazy. Mmmmm, I'm not sure if I wanted that to happen. I mean, it was possible, right?
I really needed to stop with the nonsense. Now, it was just pissing me off. The last thing I needed, was to be pissed off. I'm going to think positive. Positive thoughts, are something I need. But, being a slayer, makes that hard. As hard as we try to think positive, our other side of the brain clicks, and we have to see the other side of the story. Whether, we like it or not.
Faith should be coming in soon. Hopefully, she found out some info last night. That would be a big help. Although, I'm sure she probably slayed more than, actually paid attention.
Faith was almost the complete opposite of me. She's more...free-spirited? I want to say. I'm more, reserved, I guess. Not that I listen to what Giles says all the time. That makes me somewhat of a badass.
Anyway, enough about Faith. I just hope she had some good news. That's all. Is that so much to ask? I think not!
I know I keep saying it, but I wish this all away. If I could turn back the hands of time, I would. I would have probably have done things, differently. Possibly, handled situations more seriously and cautiously. Doing that from the start wouldn't have me here, where I am, now. Today, would probably be another lovely high school day at Sunnydale. Just a regular day. That's all. All of that was a fantasy. The reality is, today wasn't a regular day. It could well be one of the worst days.
Just as I was about to start with more self-loathing, I hear the library doors, open. Hopeful, I jump to see who it is. My hope washes away, when I see Faith walking towards me. Damn! I thought that would be Willow.
I looked at Faith. "Please tell me you have something remotely good to say." I sounded desperate and she knew something was up, from that alone.
Giles walked over closely to me, and placed his hand on my shoulder and quickly removed it. I looked at him and smirked. I needed that comfort, and it didn't matter how brief. The point was, he knew what must have been going through my head. Blame it on the whole Watcher/Slayer thing. That's the only explanation I have for it. Also, by him doing that, it made me relieved to know that he was on my side. He didn't think any less of me. Especially, since I was a little careless with patrolling last night. That one gesture, made my day...so far.
((Giles and Faith))
Ten minutes passed. I was pacing back and forth. Ten minutes felt like two hours. The whole point is, Willow wasn't here. She's always here. I don't know how many different ways I can say it. It's just not like her to come in late. If she does, she calls. That's what bothered me. Then, calling her house and not having anyone answer, just added on to my worry. I need to try to calm down. Who knows, maybe her electric went out overnight and that caused her to oversleep. It could be anything. I looked up at the clock. She should be here any minute.
Giles remained pretty quiet. I don't think he knew what to think. Him standing there all quiet, wasn't working too well with me. When he was quiet I knew he was in serious thinking mode. I wonder if he was thinking the same thing I was, right now. I could just be over-analyzing. You know, since I tend to do that all of the time.
I couldn't blame him, really. Everything is piling on to something else. First, Jeff Walken is killed and we blame Oz, right off the bat. Find out, it might not be him. Then, I lost those two girls. Or at least for the moment, I assume they are lost, or even worse, killed. Now, we have Willow to worry about. This was more than any of us could handle. The worse thing to do is panic, but when it involves my best friend, you can't help but get involved in any way, possible. Like right now, I wanted to go to her house and see if she was home, personally. Would that be majorly crazy of me to do that?
She could be home, open the door, and then look at me like I'm crazy. Mmmmm, I'm not sure if I wanted that to happen. I mean, it was possible, right?
I really needed to stop with the nonsense. Now, it was just pissing me off. The last thing I needed, was to be pissed off. I'm going to think positive. Positive thoughts, are something I need. But, being a slayer, makes that hard. As hard as we try to think positive, our other side of the brain clicks, and we have to see the other side of the story. Whether, we like it or not.
Faith should be coming in soon. Hopefully, she found out some info last night. That would be a big help. Although, I'm sure she probably slayed more than, actually paid attention.
Faith was almost the complete opposite of me. She's more...free-spirited? I want to say. I'm more, reserved, I guess. Not that I listen to what Giles says all the time. That makes me somewhat of a badass.
Anyway, enough about Faith. I just hope she had some good news. That's all. Is that so much to ask? I think not!
I know I keep saying it, but I wish this all away. If I could turn back the hands of time, I would. I would have probably have done things, differently. Possibly, handled situations more seriously and cautiously. Doing that from the start wouldn't have me here, where I am, now. Today, would probably be another lovely high school day at Sunnydale. Just a regular day. That's all. All of that was a fantasy. The reality is, today wasn't a regular day. It could well be one of the worst days.
Just as I was about to start with more self-loathing, I hear the library doors, open. Hopeful, I jump to see who it is. My hope washes away, when I see Faith walking towards me. Damn! I thought that would be Willow.
I looked at Faith. "Please tell me you have something remotely good to say." I sounded desperate and she knew something was up, from that alone.
Giles walked over closely to me, and placed his hand on my shoulder and quickly removed it. I looked at him and smirked. I needed that comfort, and it didn't matter how brief. The point was, he knew what must have been going through my head. Blame it on the whole Watcher/Slayer thing. That's the only explanation I have for it. Also, by him doing that, it made me relieved to know that he was on my side. He didn't think any less of me. Especially, since I was a little careless with patrolling last night. That one gesture, made my day...so far.
((Giles and Faith))