Just_Heros
I brought up my last box from my rental car. I had an apratment full of boxes. You think if your hometown fell into a crater along with all of your belongings that you'd have the clothes on your back. But no. Thank the Watcher's Council for funding new everything. So, a classier new Xander wardrobe is brought up along with a collection of Babylon 5 commemorative plates cheap off Ebay. Thank God for national banks.
I put my box down and opened my door. I couldn't help thinking my apartment was too big. I thought I might get a room mate. I picked up my box again and brought it inside. I set it down on the table. ThenI grabbed the box cutter and cut open the box. Ah, my tux. I didn't know why I needed a tux but it was L.A. The whining and dining capitol. Well, if you're a celebrity. I removed my suit and saw the new jeans. The three new airs of jeans. All different styles. I didn't know when I'd become Cordelia.
I wiped sweat off my forehead and put the cutter down. I finally sat down on my stool and rested. Time for a shower. I got up and went to my room at the top of the stairs. Good ol' loft. I took a shower and came downstairs in my towel to grab an outfit. Blue plaid with tan khakis. I put them on and decided that hanging up the towel would be way too much work, so I hung it over a hanger in my downstairs closet. I'd remember it later.
I then grabbed the paper and read the ad I had circled. Teaching arcitecture. That would be fun. I rolled up the newspaper and headed off. I drove first to Starbucks which was only a block away. After my caffinated ecstacy I headed over to the Hemery. Oh no. I forgot. Hemery's a high school. I'm applying to be a shop teacher?
I frowned and parked my car. I got out and entered the building. I searched for the office. Finally, I found it and entered. Within 15 long minutes I had a name tag on my shirt that said: "Hello, my name is Alexander". The principal explained to me they only had a sub shop teacher and all they were doing was cutting wood and making shelves. After about 7 shelves they just put movies on.
I smiled and did the "uhuh nod". I explained my job past and that I was not fired but my hometown fell into a crater. Sghe then did the smile and nod to me. I hate karma. Within the next few minutes I was given a tour of the school, a desk, and a rolling chalkboard. I would be starting next week. Great.
After all of that, I decided to spill the news to Buffy about her old alma mater's affair with me. I decided to call her. Yay modern technology.
"Hey, Buffy?"
((Tag Buffy))
I put my box down and opened my door. I couldn't help thinking my apartment was too big. I thought I might get a room mate. I picked up my box again and brought it inside. I set it down on the table. ThenI grabbed the box cutter and cut open the box. Ah, my tux. I didn't know why I needed a tux but it was L.A. The whining and dining capitol. Well, if you're a celebrity. I removed my suit and saw the new jeans. The three new airs of jeans. All different styles. I didn't know when I'd become Cordelia.
I wiped sweat off my forehead and put the cutter down. I finally sat down on my stool and rested. Time for a shower. I got up and went to my room at the top of the stairs. Good ol' loft. I took a shower and came downstairs in my towel to grab an outfit. Blue plaid with tan khakis. I put them on and decided that hanging up the towel would be way too much work, so I hung it over a hanger in my downstairs closet. I'd remember it later.
I then grabbed the paper and read the ad I had circled. Teaching arcitecture. That would be fun. I rolled up the newspaper and headed off. I drove first to Starbucks which was only a block away. After my caffinated ecstacy I headed over to the Hemery. Oh no. I forgot. Hemery's a high school. I'm applying to be a shop teacher?
I frowned and parked my car. I got out and entered the building. I searched for the office. Finally, I found it and entered. Within 15 long minutes I had a name tag on my shirt that said: "Hello, my name is Alexander". The principal explained to me they only had a sub shop teacher and all they were doing was cutting wood and making shelves. After about 7 shelves they just put movies on.
I smiled and did the "uhuh nod". I explained my job past and that I was not fired but my hometown fell into a crater. Sghe then did the smile and nod to me. I hate karma. Within the next few minutes I was given a tour of the school, a desk, and a rolling chalkboard. I would be starting next week. Great.
After all of that, I decided to spill the news to Buffy about her old alma mater's affair with me. I decided to call her. Yay modern technology.
"Hey, Buffy?"
((Tag Buffy))