Hello! I missed writing in my web journal... I've been sooooooooooooooo busy with my work at school and my father's stupidities that I just could find the time to write here. But it was all worth it. My dad promised to buy me a car and I passed my history test with a C. I'm very proud of myself... Very proud... I'm very in love with my boyfriend and my sister is still annoying... That's my life! Hurray for me!  Isn't life grand? I've also been a bit down, and cried a little. My dad says that its my boyfriend's fault that sometimes I cry uncontrollably. I scream at him and then we just don't talk for a while. My sister acts liike a three-year-old and gets on my nerves. She needs to grow up. My mother, on the other hand, is great. She is the best person know on earth. I don't what I'd do without her. She's my best friend in the good and bad.  

The last few weeks, everything has been hell around here. Both of my grandmothers went to the hospital, one for a facial paralysis and the other for pneumonia. I got sick along with the rest of the family and missed school for a week. I haven't caught up with my stories and I'm way behind in my Algebra 2 class. Life is just a bowl of cherries, never know what you're gonna get.  
Well, Gotta go.. very sleepy and got school tomorow.   

"Well, you can thank me for it..." I stated as my cheeks flushed a bright red. He smiled wildly and swiftly took me in his arms. "Will! Someone might catch us!"

“What? The birthday girl doesn’t want a kiss?” he murmured as he leaned in, his lips almost touching mine. I smiled, parting my lips slightly as I pressed my lips on his. It was just a peck and I didn’t want him to be in a mess because of me.

“So,” I started, parting from his embrace as I sat on one of the desks behind me, “What did you get me?”

“Well…” he walked back to his desk and pulled out a small bag. I stared at it curiously; it was indeed small with a pale pinkish color and wrapping tissue was sticking out. He placed it on my lap and motioned me to open it.

“No, I want to open it when we’re together… after we’re married…” I whispered, my heart leaping with excitement at the thought. I saw a smile creep in his lips and he wrapped his arms around my waist. It was a blissful moment, a very small one, and we parted and stood as separate as possible.

“What time do you want me to be there?” he asked as he sat on the desk across from me. I placed the bag next to my purse and crossed my arms.

“Well, I have to write a note to my mother explaining why I ran off without her knowing…” my voice trailed off, imagining my mother weeping her eyes as she read a note she found on my bed. I pursed my lips tightly and forced a smile. William sighed deeply, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“Everything is going to be fine… everything will work out, and life will go on,” he murmured, a smile warmly appearing. My heart banged against my chest at his action, something that always happened when I needed to feel his arms around me.

"You, uh, have something in your shirt," I whispered, straightening myself up as i rubbed my hand on his right pectoral. he inhaled a deep breath, his hands finding their ways to the small of my back, and he pulled me closer to him. He placed his cheek against my temole, my eyes closing gradually as the warmth invaded my skin.

“I love you,” he whispered into my ear, his left hand circling the nape of my neck as he pulled me even closer to him.

“I love you, too, and I have to go…”

“I know, Buffy,” he answered, pulling away from me and stared into my eyes. He leaned in, softly placing a chaste kiss on my lips, and hugged me once more. “Go home. Expect me around 11:30 tonight.”

“Do you have my duffel and dress bag in your car?” I asked as I gathered my things to leave. He nodded his head, a sad smile forming on his lips. Just as I was about to leave, he grabbed my hips and pulled my back against his chest. He kissed my neck, leaving a wet trail as he made his way to my cheek. I turned my head, his lips sweetly savoring mine. I felt his hands travel up my waist; shivers electrocuted me as his fingers lightly played below my breasts.

"I have to go..." I did not want to have our special moment in the classroom, especially since we were leaving that night to Los Vegas, but it was tempting and I was vulnerable, and my mind just played tricks with me. Lustfully, he picked me up from the ground...

Hey there! How is everyone? Well, as for me, I'm fine, thank God, and I'm not sick anymore! YAY!  I'm very happy, and I'm glad for myself. I updated To Love so Much and hopefully, all will enjoy my story. For now, this is my baby, and I hope you review it!

Well, I have to go...

- Jess

I am so sick that if the computer could transmit senses and smells, you guys on the other side would get sick as well... this sucks like crazy, which means that I'm sitting here because its a miracle.  Sick isn't the greatest thing in the world...  It bad, very bad and I hate it. I'm complaining too much today, blah!   I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!!!!!! I'm so sorry about complaining, but it just sucks! I just want my boyfriend to show up and cuddle to keep me warm... one of the greatest things about him is that he never gets sick. I love him like crazy!!! The sweetest thing God has ever created, and obviously my pare- no, my DAD, doesn't think so.  He so mean, but he has the right to be, right? Anyways, I want my boyfriend!!  I feel like a three-year-old... anyone agree with me?   Gosh, I'm using a lot of smilies today... yep, I'm childish today. Well, I'll let you guys go and enjoy the rest of your Monday night, and me, I'm gonna surf the world wide web and busy myself. Hopefully, I'll feel better in the morning and head out to school!

Peace out!

Jess   (<- sorry!)

How is everyone today? As for me, I'm fine, thank God and thank him everyday for living.  Anyways, everything has been a blur this week. My grandmother was in the hospital because she had a facial paralysis and now she's here in my house, making fun of herself. I think that's a bit awkward, you know... knowing that you had a problem and then making fun of it? My uncle died of the same thing, so my dad is a bit freaked out.

I did chapter two of For the Love of Buffy, and chapter nine of To Love so Much. I'm happy that I accomplished it and now I'm in the process if doing chapter 12 of Falling Off the Deep End. I love my stories so much! Keeps me busy...

Well, I have to head out! Peace!

I think this is what happens when you have a lot of sugar... you get a hyperactive touch that you just want to go run a mile before you fall down from the exhaustion. I'm not getting myself today... I don't make sense.  I haven't heard from my boyfriend, then again I'm happy. VERY HAPPY! Ain't I crazy like always... I think its the sugar... right?  Sorry I'm being a bit of a chit like Spike would say... hehehe... I'm acting like a crazy maniac...

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I got bored and passed this quiz... It's so awesome!!!  I feel like I'm on cloud nine! Anyways, I felt like writing so... I have to go... I'll write soon, I promise.

-Jess

Hello my faithful spies! Well, I didn't mean that, but it sounds really cool. Anyways, a lot has been going on in my pathetic little life. First of all, my dad hates my boyfriend with a passion, and he's trying to break us up. What a bummer!  Its driving me crazy, but I love my boyfriend like crazy.

Anyways, I've started a new story under my depression. It's called For the Love of Buffy and I've been getting a lot of reviews for that story... Anyone wants to read?

Prologue  Three years, Buffy thought as she tottered around her home, hoisting little action figures and hearing the faint giggles of her only child in the backyard.   Three years of laughter and profound tears… Three years of single parenting without the one you love…  “Mommy! Come play with me!” the giggling girl ran into the room and jumped with utter excitement. Buffy smiled at the child, and shook her head.   The love she felt for her daughter was greater than anything in the world. She loved her more than her own life. She was the perfect picture of her own father. Wonderful indigo eyes with brown locks showed her beauty from head to toe since she was a baby. It also reminded her of the love that still burned inside of her.  The phone rang abruptly, pushing Buffy out of her thoughts. She didn’t want to answer it so she let the answering machine get it.  “Hey Buffy, it’s Riley… Umm, I guess you’re not home, so I’ll talk to you later then. Bye,” the voice greeted and softly clicked to go off. Riley Finn was her boyfriend for about two years. He wasn’t exactly father material, but he got along with Callie as if he were a good friend. Buffy watched the young girl run toward her and grab the Barbie doll that Buffy had in her hand.   “You want to play with Malibu Barbie, Callie?” Buffy asked her daughter as the girl also took her hand and began to lead her to the backyard. The girl shook her head no, which perplexed Buffy.  “No momma, I want to show you something,” Callie squeaked out as she tugged her mother’s hand once more.   “What is it?” Buffy asked as the two walked through the kitchen and stood next to the back door. Callie giggled once more, and she placed a finger on her lips.  “It’s a surprise, mommy!” the girl exclaimed and that quiet Buffy down. As Callie opened the door, as stopped and turned to her mother.  “I want you to close your eyes, mommy. I told you, it’s a surprise!” she pleaded her mother, and in resignation, Buffy closed them as Callie led her into the back porch. The three-year-old loved to do this to her mother; show her the wonders of the daffodils or just do that to just to get her to spend time with her outside. Buffy had a feeling it wasn’t for the daffodils today.  “Mommy, you can open your eyes. Surprise!” Callie cried out in excitement and jumped up and down, still holding Buffy hand. Callie left her mother there, running into the backyard and crashed into something with a ‘humph’. Buffy opened her eyes to see a young male holding Callie in his arms. The girl hugged his neck and giggled at her mother’s expression. Buffy covered her mouth with her hand as she stepped down to the grass to get a better view of the man.   He was exactly the way he was when he left, only his blonde curls were now brown in his natural color and wore a nice pair of sunglasses. His smile had never changed; it was full of light and warmth, and he seemed to have grown taller. Callie was the exact carbon copy of him.  “Spike?” Buffy asked as she got closer. He took his glasses off his other hand and smiled warmly. Callie bounced in his arms, hugging him tighter.   “Mommy! It’s daddy! I know it’s him!” Callie cried out and giggled. Buffy’s eyes began to gleam with tears as she stopped walking toward him. His eyes never changed; they were always the sea-blue eyes she fell in love with. He smiled a bit more tightly as he stepped closer to her.  “Hi Buffy.” Those were the only words that could convince her that it was William Giles; to his friends, only know as ‘Spike’. All the thoughts of their past crashed down on her as she fell backwards unconsciously.   ~*~*~*~

Well if you like it, stop by my website!  See ya!

~Jess~

How is everyone today? As for me, its been a hectic life. I passed the FCAT (if anyone reading this is a Floridian, you know what I'm talking about!) and everything was good! Classes ended on the 17th and I was ready to spend time with my boyfriend!! I was so happy about that... but it was messed up... I got in trouble (with my parents) and everything went down the drain...  So, I can't talk to my boyfriend for a while cuz it was both ways (he got in trouble as well!) I'm so sad!

I think it'll be okay... hopefully everything will go back to normal! Anyways, I got an award from Love is Blood Awards!

I'm so happy about that! Something to cheer me up! My fic, To Love so Much got nominated for best Spike POV, Buffy POV, and best AU! Anyone want a read?  It's chapter two of my story! Here ya go!

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Chapter Two: New Teacher 

Buffy 

“Hi mom,” I mumbled as I made my way through the kitchen, grabbing a croissant from the plate on the island. I chewed on the pastry, not wanting to eat it anyways. 

“Ready to go to school?” my mother asked.  

“Uh… yeah,” I perplexedly remarked as I grabbed my bag from the countertop and readied myself to go out the door. My mom looked at me awkwardly. “Honey, don’t you want any breakfast?” 

“No, I’ll be fine, bye.” I kissed her cheek and walked out the back door. After a while of walking I reached the school campus. 

“Buffy,” a female voice called from behind me, all cheery and soft. I turned to see Willow, a redhead that that has always been there for me since kindergarten. 

“Hey Willow,” I returned the greeting and strolled into the school together. 

“I was wondering if I could see your homework, Buff…” 

“I didn’t do it…” Should I tell her? She turned to me, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. 

“Why not?” I sighed as we sat down at one of the benches in the garden.  

“I trust you, Willow and please don’t say anything, okay?” 

“What is it? You know you can trust me…” Here goes nothing… 

“I-I was with William…” I felt relieved when I said that. Somehow Willow wanted to know more. 

“What? On my God! Tell me!” 

“Willow, please…” My eyes wanted to water into pools of tears. 

“Something happened… I’m getting worried, Buffy…” I could hear the concern in her voice. I had to tell her the rest. 

“We… didn’t use protection, Willow…” 

“What? But… how? Buffy…” She put a hand on my shoulder, smoothing out the wrinkled on my shirt. My chest ached with sharp pains as the tears began to flow down my face. 

“I have no regrets, Willow… none.” 

“Then, what’s wrong?” Here came the hard part… 

“He left before I even woke up… he left me there… with a note. He just left me.” 

“Oh Buffy,” Willow whispered as she brought me into a hug. My mind swirled with thoughts of him, smiling with love and reaching out for me. Willow parted from me, staring straight at me, and sighed. 

“Please… don’t say anything… I don’t want him to get in trouble,” I pleaded, and wiped my tears away, leaving my cheeks flushed with crimson.  

“Alright…” We stood up and made our way in the school. The hallways were a bit crowded, but it was easy to dodge the group of ditzy girls and varsity football players.  

We finally got into class. It was English class, and it was rather easy since it was our senior year and our teacher was taking it lightly on us. Something didn’t feel right that day… maybe I forgot something for class, but I made sure… binder, Literature book, grammar workbook… yep, I had everything. Then I realized what was wrong: our English teacher wasn’t there at the desk. I turned to Willow, who sat behind me, who shrugged and pursed her lips. The bell rang and everyone settled into their seats, waiting for class to begin.  

Suddenly, the door opened leisurely, revealing the person behind it. He wore reading glasses and his brown hair was short and a bit messy. He had a white dress shirt with a gray Armani tie loosely dangling from his neck, apparently undone. His shirtsleeves were rolled up to his elbows and the hem was tucked in his black slacks chaotically, and in his hand was a suitcase. The man turned to the class as he stood behind the desk. I couldn’t believe my eyes and quickly averted my eyes to my hands. My mouth dropped in awe at the figure. 

It was William.  

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Anyone wants to read more, go and visit my site!

Gotta go! See ya!

How is everyone doing today? As for me... I'm so tired that I want to sleep for a couple of weeks... I guess I'm just deprived from sleep.

Anyways, I hope everyone is enjoying my stories at my website. I'm trying the best I can with the whole I-gotta-update-or-my-reviewers-will-stop-reading thing...   I never stop here in my house. So many chores to do, school work, and my personal life, and I gotta add writing into the list because I consider it part of my life. I sound really whiny today, and I can't help it!!!

I started thinking about my senior year, and I'm so excited! I was talking to my mom about it and how I have to take pictures over the summer and order my class ring. Its scary at the same time. I'm leaving school in about a year... and on to the real world.  Anyone get what I mean?

Well, here are my thoughts for the day... I'll write back soon!

-Jess

Hey there! Been abit busy these passed few days. My Anatomy teacher had our class do an invention and that has keep me out of the computer. My Forensics teacher also made us do a research paper at last minute, giving me very little time to finish it. Argh!  Made me really mad, but its cool. We watch CSI Las Vegas every Friday in class. (That's my favorite forensic show! Its freakin' awesome!!) I finally updated Corresponded Love. Wanna sneek peek?

AU: Buffy Summers was dragged by Willow to go to someone’s party... there she met handsome William Connor... They exchanged e-mails... began talking...(Based on a true story) Totally Spuffy! Please read and review!

Chapter One: Scribbled Napkin

Buffy carefully applied her make-up as Willow drove down the streets of Sunnydale. The blonde wasn’t sure where she was headed, but she was safe, as long as she was with Willow.

“Wills, are you sure it’s okay if I tag along?” Buffy kept asking the redhead on the way to the supposed ‘party’. Willow smiled for the sixth time, assuring her friend positively.

“Buffy, of course you can. I don’t know how many times you have to ask me that. Oz is going to be there with his brothers and sisters, and Riley and his brother Angel, a-and so is Faith!” Willow exclaimed as she parked on the lawn of a house filled with people. Buffy smiled as she saw Xander at the door talking with who seemed to be the owner of the house.

“Hey Xander!” Buffy greeted as she walked up to the entrance. Xander smiled at Buffy in response, waving at Willow and introduced them to the man.

“Rupert, this is Buffy Summers, and Willow Rosenburg. Girls, this is Rupert Giles. His step-son organized the party,” Xander explained as the three acquainted.

“Very nice to meet you girls,” he remarked in a deep British accent. Buffy and Willow beamed with contentment and entered the house. There were adults as well as teenagers, dancing and having a good time. Buffy smiled as Oz came over to Willow and placed a delicate kiss on her lips, dragging her to the dance floor.

“Hey,” a deep voice called from behind Buffy. The blonde turned around to see a tall bleached blonde young man smiling down at her. She blushed irately, causing him to smile even wider.

“Do you want to dance?” Buffy nodded as he took her hand and led her to the middle of the supposed ‘dance floor’. There was a variation of music and styles; somehow Buffy knew them all and enjoyed it.

“What’s your name?” the bleached-blonde asked timidly, thick British accent cutting in. Buffy licked her lips slightly.

“Buffy Summers. What’s yours?”

“William Connor. Do you live around here?”

“Umm... about 2 miles out... on Rovello Drive... How old are you?”

“I’m eighteen. What about you?”

“I’m sixteen... um... do you have an e-mail address or a screen name?” William could see the blushing escaping into Buffy’s face as they swayed to the music.

“Yes, I do... what about you?”

“Yes... We’ll exchange then...”

“Sure,” he answered as the music stopped and everyone clapped...

If you want to read more, come visit my site at http://jessigurl18.tripod.com/cl.html

Well, gotta go!

-Jess