Despite meeting the dreaded Snobby Rich Girls of Sunnydale High School, which it seemed to me like all schools everywhere had those kinds of girls. I mean, you go to a school and even if you live in a town of like 200 people and no one has more money than anyone else, you're still going to have a group of rich girls who think they're better than ( Read more... )

It wasn't very surprising to me that I'd met someone as intelligent and funny and charming and good looking as Lindsey. What did surprise me was that he was, almost but not quite, from back home and that he was single. There had to be something wrong with him if he was still single. I'd probably find out on our next date. He was probably a chronic ( Read more... )

Spike and Tara are corporeal. Go team Fred. It's good to have a body, unless you get caught in the butt by some flying pieces of your exploding lab. I went to the medical department and they extracted the pieces of metal, known to the men in uniform as shrapnel. Now, I have walk like I have fourteen test tubes crammed up my rear and I have to carry ( Read more... )

"If you close your eyes the light stays in one place, but if you do that then you don't see the people walking around on their hands," I mumbled as I scribbled slowly on the wall. I'd been writing down my thoughts on and off all day, making sure not to forget anything. I kept writing as a wordless tune floated through my brain. I kept trying to ( Read more... )

One second Wesley was moving at a normal speed behind me and the next, he was moving in slow motion like in a movie as Illyria dragged me out of the apartment building. I kept twisting and turning my arm, to get loose of her, but her grip was like a vice and whenever we finally stopped, I knew I'd have a bruise in the shape of her fingers. I didn't ( Read more... )

Move on.Those two tiny words were rolling around my head like rocks, knocking into one another and making a deafening noise. My entire body ached, my mouth was dry, and I couldn't feel the tips of my fingers. But all I could think about were those two small words: move on. The conduit, whatever it was exactly, had been inside my body. It had been ( Read more... )

After about three hours of convincing Lorne that I was going to be alright, he finally agreed to drive me home. This was three hours of answering questions about who I was and who the President, unfortunately, was and what year and how many fingers and all sorts of things to make sure the sweet demon knew I was alright. I'd made a new friend, who ( Read more... )

Wesley had his soul back. That was a good thing, a very good thing. And I should have been happy that he wasn't running around killing people, but instead I was crying. I wasn't just crying, I was sobbing. My life had been turned upside down while I was gone, and the one person who loved me unconditionally, the one person who made me feel like ( Read more... )

Daddy had been transferred from what's been my home for seventeen years, San Antonio, Texas, to some weird little town in California. They were opening up a new branch of his office there and they wanted him to be the boss of everybody. And yeah, sure, this was a promotion for Daddy, and more money at the end of the day, which he told me would go ( Read more... )

I'd almost entirely cleaned out Knox's office, while wearing a full bio-hazard suit and while a full team of bio-chemical and mystical teams there to back me up. There wasn't going to be any chance of me or anyone else falling prey to one of Knox's traps. The teams were able to confiscate everything in his office, determine whether or not it was ( Read more... )