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"Hey blondie."
I snapped my eyes open as someone jabbed me in the shoulder. I was surrounded by people. All of them staring at me as I tried to focus.
"Ms. Summers," said the professor's voice from his position at the bottom of the auditorium. "Did you have a good nap? We weren't making too much noise were we?"
"Oh...um...no," I said wiping my face which was numb from trying to make my Algebra book a make shift pillow.
"Excuse me?" she said pulling herself up to her full height.
"I mean..no, I didn't have a good nap. I mean, I wasn't napping. I lost a contact and I have to get really close to the book to...I'm awake now."
"Well, isn't that convenient," she said putting her hands on her hips. "It's a shame that you missed the review for the Test on Monday. Have a good weekend Ms. Summers. Because unless one of your fellow students are kind enough to let you borrow their notes you're going to be spending it pouring over the text. Class dismissed."
I sighed as I gathered up my things and headed for the door. I looked around hoping someone would be nice enough to let me borrow their notes, but I had no such luck. Everyone seemed afraid to get the professor's wrath bestowed on themselves.
Oh come on, isn't anyone going to help a girl in need out? Like I was the first person to ever fall asleep in class?
Besides, it wasn't like I wasn't out late with Anya looking for a Succubus. And what a joy that'd been. I could hear her voice inside my head now.
The succubus is shacked up with someone right now... I for one, not keen on knocking on doors all night asking them if they are sleeping with a strange blonde that they just met.... are you?
I hadn't been particularly fond of that idea myself. I mean there had to be hundreds of blondes here on campus. Maybe some of them were bottle blondes, but that didn't mean that finding this thing was going to be any easier. So we'd called it a night. I figured I'd get with Willow later and follow up on her Tucker theory. It seemed like there was something that she didn't really want to blurt out loud in front of the ex-vengeance demon, but I hadn't had a chance to talk to her about it. Though Anya was the expert and she seemed to think that Tucker wasn't the succubus attracting kind.
I seriously thought about skipping Public Speaking, I mean there was a man sucking fiend on the loose! And also I hadn't prepared my outline for my speech on the Pros and Cons of Wind Energy. Don't laugh, it was one of the only topics left. More exciting than the effect of the mole on society. But then I heard Giles voice inside my head telling me that if I was here to get an education I couldn't use being a Slayer as an excuse to skip classes.
All these voices inside my head. It just doesn't seem right. Why can't my conscience sound like Brad Pitt?
So I winged my way through Public Speaking, by turning in a hastily written outline on notebook paper. I don't even remember what I put down, which might be a problem when I actually have to give the speech. On the way out of the building I picked up the Student Newsletter from a bin by the door. I was Joanne College now. I was well informed and intelligent and...
"You've got to be kidding me," I said stopping abruptly in the hall. I stared down at the news letter.
I mean sure it was possible that this was just a standard robbery, but the fact they were blaming it on PCP gangs seemed a major tip off that things were not right. Not to mention what kind of a robbers snaps someone's neck instead of just the usual acts of robbery violence like the use of guns?
And twelve owners in the space of three years? Those statistics are more bleak then the number of times I've had to have serious repairs done to my house because of out of control parties or Halloweens or love potions or an army of assasins...
Something's going on here and considering that I can't investigate this and track the succubus and begin reviewing for the Algebra test I'm going to need some help.
Time to call in the calvary.
I snapped my eyes open as someone jabbed me in the shoulder. I was surrounded by people. All of them staring at me as I tried to focus.
"Ms. Summers," said the professor's voice from his position at the bottom of the auditorium. "Did you have a good nap? We weren't making too much noise were we?"
"Oh...um...no," I said wiping my face which was numb from trying to make my Algebra book a make shift pillow.
"Excuse me?" she said pulling herself up to her full height.
"I mean..no, I didn't have a good nap. I mean, I wasn't napping. I lost a contact and I have to get really close to the book to...I'm awake now."
"Well, isn't that convenient," she said putting her hands on her hips. "It's a shame that you missed the review for the Test on Monday. Have a good weekend Ms. Summers. Because unless one of your fellow students are kind enough to let you borrow their notes you're going to be spending it pouring over the text. Class dismissed."
I sighed as I gathered up my things and headed for the door. I looked around hoping someone would be nice enough to let me borrow their notes, but I had no such luck. Everyone seemed afraid to get the professor's wrath bestowed on themselves.
Oh come on, isn't anyone going to help a girl in need out? Like I was the first person to ever fall asleep in class?
Besides, it wasn't like I wasn't out late with Anya looking for a Succubus. And what a joy that'd been. I could hear her voice inside my head now.
The succubus is shacked up with someone right now... I for one, not keen on knocking on doors all night asking them if they are sleeping with a strange blonde that they just met.... are you?
I hadn't been particularly fond of that idea myself. I mean there had to be hundreds of blondes here on campus. Maybe some of them were bottle blondes, but that didn't mean that finding this thing was going to be any easier. So we'd called it a night. I figured I'd get with Willow later and follow up on her Tucker theory. It seemed like there was something that she didn't really want to blurt out loud in front of the ex-vengeance demon, but I hadn't had a chance to talk to her about it. Though Anya was the expert and she seemed to think that Tucker wasn't the succubus attracting kind.
I seriously thought about skipping Public Speaking, I mean there was a man sucking fiend on the loose! And also I hadn't prepared my outline for my speech on the Pros and Cons of Wind Energy. Don't laugh, it was one of the only topics left. More exciting than the effect of the mole on society. But then I heard Giles voice inside my head telling me that if I was here to get an education I couldn't use being a Slayer as an excuse to skip classes.
All these voices inside my head. It just doesn't seem right. Why can't my conscience sound like Brad Pitt?
So I winged my way through Public Speaking, by turning in a hastily written outline on notebook paper. I don't even remember what I put down, which might be a problem when I actually have to give the speech. On the way out of the building I picked up the Student Newsletter from a bin by the door. I was Joanne College now. I was well informed and intelligent and...
"You've got to be kidding me," I said stopping abruptly in the hall. I stared down at the news letter.
I mean sure it was possible that this was just a standard robbery, but the fact they were blaming it on PCP gangs seemed a major tip off that things were not right. Not to mention what kind of a robbers snaps someone's neck instead of just the usual acts of robbery violence like the use of guns?
And twelve owners in the space of three years? Those statistics are more bleak then the number of times I've had to have serious repairs done to my house because of out of control parties or Halloweens or love potions or an army of assasins...
Something's going on here and considering that I can't investigate this and track the succubus and begin reviewing for the Algebra test I'm going to need some help.
Time to call in the calvary.