What The... sunny_dale
Everything and everyone that I passed by the school grounds annoyed me. I didn’t really know why, but I really couldn’t stand the sight of them. The way that they looked at me, the way that they seemed to think that they were better than me... it just bothered me more than it had in the past. Come to think of it, I never even really noticed it... it never truly bother me until now. Just like Wesley didn’t seem to bother me before, until our little sexual encounter.
How could I have ever liked some one like that? I wondered. I must have been on some type of high to have sex with him. I didn’t understand how one moment I was enjoying it, and the next I couldn’t get away from him fast enough. Boy, what a monumental mistake that was.
As I walked down the halls, one of the students bumped into me and I completely snapped, pushing her into the wall. "Watch where you’re going you moron!" I said with a sneer.
She simply mumbled a "Sorry... I’m sorry." And went the opposite direction. I merely watched her leave with disgust. What in the world had been wrong with me before? I asked myself.
I felt good... I felt liberated of whatever retarded and pathetic excuse of a life I was living before. And as I had said before... What was I thinking? As I began to walk away from the campus another thought came to mind. I needed to do something about this irritating skin problem, maybe I could head towards the magic shop and grab some supplies to get rid of this, whatever it was, once and for all.
That was the one thing that was really annoying the crap out of me at the moment, other than me thinking back to that irritating encounter with Wesley and his private parts, oh and every other geek at the college that wanted to hang out.
Soon I was off of school grounds and getting closer to the magic shop when lo’ and behold, who should I run into but Willow Rosenberg and some guy I couldn’t even recognize. Did he even go to school here?
[Open to Willow and Oz]
How could I have ever liked some one like that? I wondered. I must have been on some type of high to have sex with him. I didn’t understand how one moment I was enjoying it, and the next I couldn’t get away from him fast enough. Boy, what a monumental mistake that was.
As I walked down the halls, one of the students bumped into me and I completely snapped, pushing her into the wall. "Watch where you’re going you moron!" I said with a sneer.
She simply mumbled a "Sorry... I’m sorry." And went the opposite direction. I merely watched her leave with disgust. What in the world had been wrong with me before? I asked myself.
I felt good... I felt liberated of whatever retarded and pathetic excuse of a life I was living before. And as I had said before... What was I thinking? As I began to walk away from the campus another thought came to mind. I needed to do something about this irritating skin problem, maybe I could head towards the magic shop and grab some supplies to get rid of this, whatever it was, once and for all.
That was the one thing that was really annoying the crap out of me at the moment, other than me thinking back to that irritating encounter with Wesley and his private parts, oh and every other geek at the college that wanted to hang out.
Soon I was off of school grounds and getting closer to the magic shop when lo’ and behold, who should I run into but Willow Rosenberg and some guy I couldn’t even recognize. Did he even go to school here?
[Open to Willow and Oz]