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A bit thoughtfulHey 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...
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Well, gotta go!
-Jess