Sick Day
I was walking in a cemetery. Alone. At night. Typical teenage girl stuff, right? If 당신 said yes, then I would really consider your social life. Seriously. Anyway, I’ve never been a typical girl ever. See, my life was laid out for me when I was born. I am a Slayer. The chosen slayer of 뱀파이어 and other things that go bump in the night. That was my basic job description. Did it pay well? Nope. Was it fulfilling? Most of the time.
My phone began to ring.
“Talk to me,” I muttered looking around for any vamps trying to get away.
“Buffy, how’s the patrol going?” I sighed.
“It’s fine, Giles.”
Rupert Giles, my watcher/nanny/clean-up crew/everything else. Giles was my mentor when it came to the ways of the Slayer. But, he was much, much 더 많이 than that. He was, in a way, like what my Dad should’ve been if he hadn’t left. I know that sounds really cheesy, but it was true.
“Anything major happening?”
“No, Giles.” I replied.
He always asked and it was always the same. Why did he even bother? I mentally made a note to myself to take a spa day. I had been grumpy ever since 앤젤 had left for LA to help out some of his friends. Usually, he helped me out with my Slayer duties from right here in Sunnydale. But, two weeks 이전 one of his old friends, Cordelia, called him and requested his help for some big bad demon 또는 something. So, he left and who I was to stop him? I wasn’t a needy girlfriend 또는 anything . . . at least not usually, And it wasn’t like 앤젤 didn’t check in! He called every night at 9:00 sharp. Which reminded me . . . I looked at my watch.
“Buffy, were 당신 even listening?” Giles tone was annoyed, but what else was new?
“Yeah,” I replied. “Look, I’ll call 당신 back.” I clicked the phone before he even could get another word in. For some reason, the cemetery was really quiet tonight. Not like I was complaining. I jumped up onto to a perfectly placed 표, 테이블 and waited. As soon as the clock struck nine, my phone rang.
“Hello?” My voice was always breathless whenever 앤젤 called. I guess I really was that needy.
“Hey, honey.” Normally, I wouldn’t let him get away with that nicknaming, but since I was desperate, I let it go.
“How are things in LA?”
“Fine, fine.” He replied coolly. “We’ve almost pinpointed it.”
“You’re close?” I asked, hopefully.
“Yes, very close, Buffy.” I smiled. He would be 집 soon! I noticed that a grave was shaking loose. I frowned.
“Could 당신 hold on a second?” I put my phone down and heard Angel’s voice ask what was happening. I picked up one of my wooden stakes and proceeded to the grave in question. A new-born vamp was climbing and as soon as it saw me, it hissed,
“Aw, cute.” I commented. “Baby’s first words.” He charged; I tripped him. Not really fair, I know, but who said war was fair? He turned over and tried to get up, but I staked him. A puff of dust covered my shirt. I groaned. It would take forever to get that out of the wash. I returned to my phone. “Kay, I’m back.”
“If you’re busy, I could call back.” 앤젤 said, kindly.
“No, no!” I protested. “I never get to talk to 당신 anyway and I . . .” I drifted off from my sentence, blushing.
“I miss 당신 too,” He replied. “How are you? Are 당신 ok?” When it came to my safety, 앤젤 was always worried. He said it was because he could always sense when things were wrong with me, but I thought he was just being a normal boyfriend.
“I’m fine, perfectly fine.” I soothed. I could’ve said I wasn’t fine, but then he would’ve come up from LA and then would’ve had to go back down. I really didn’t like him away from me as it was. “I wish 당신 were here.” There. I had said something cheesy and it actually felt pretty good.
“I know, Buffy, I wish I was too.” His voice sounded strained like he was trying to keep a lid on his emotions. “But, I’m almost done here and then I’ll come back.”
“Promise?” I asked, wryly.
“Promise.” He replied. I smiled and twirled around in a little circle. Buffy Summers, what has 사랑 done to you? I heard a muffled voice in the background. 앤젤 sighed.
“What is it?” I asked, panic bubbling into my voice.
“Nothing,” He muttered, “The demon just attacked again. I have to go, Buffy.” I frowned.
“Of course, go.” I urged. “Be careful.”
“You too; don’t do anything stupid.” He warned.
“Me? Do something stupid? Never.” I sworn I could’ve heard him laugh.
“I’ll talk to 당신 soon.”
“Bye, Angel.” I clicked the phone off and felt a wave of sadness wash over me. I really was a dependant, needy girlfriend. Wow, that’s pretty pathetic. Oh well. My phone rang again.
“Yes?”
“Buffy, I’m glad that I got a hold of you.” It was Willow, one of best friends.
“Hey, Will, what’s up?” I got off of the 표, 테이블 and started doing my job.
“Giles said tonight’s patrol was going to be pretty dead.”
“It is,” I agreed. “I’ve only dusted one vamp; usually, it’s 10.”
“Yeah, so, he said 당신 should come back and help on us some research.”
“Research?” I asked, kind of surprised. “I hate research!” My idea of fun was not sitting around a 표, 테이블 looking at a bunch of dusty old books.
“Giles knew 당신 would say that.”
“So, he does learn things,” I said, incredulously.
“Buffy,” Willow said patiently. “The research is for Angel.” My 심장 skipped a beat.
“I’ll be there in five minutes.” I hung up, checked the cemetery one 더 많이 time, and then began to walk over to the school library.
I was walking in a cemetery. Alone. At night. Typical teenage girl stuff, right? If 당신 said yes, then I would really consider your social life. Seriously. Anyway, I’ve never been a typical girl ever. See, my life was laid out for me when I was born. I am a Slayer. The chosen slayer of 뱀파이어 and other things that go bump in the night. That was my basic job description. Did it pay well? Nope. Was it fulfilling? Most of the time.
My phone began to ring.
“Talk to me,” I muttered looking around for any vamps trying to get away.
“Buffy, how’s the patrol going?” I sighed.
“It’s fine, Giles.”
Rupert Giles, my watcher/nanny/clean-up crew/everything else. Giles was my mentor when it came to the ways of the Slayer. But, he was much, much 더 많이 than that. He was, in a way, like what my Dad should’ve been if he hadn’t left. I know that sounds really cheesy, but it was true.
“Anything major happening?”
“No, Giles.” I replied.
He always asked and it was always the same. Why did he even bother? I mentally made a note to myself to take a spa day. I had been grumpy ever since 앤젤 had left for LA to help out some of his friends. Usually, he helped me out with my Slayer duties from right here in Sunnydale. But, two weeks 이전 one of his old friends, Cordelia, called him and requested his help for some big bad demon 또는 something. So, he left and who I was to stop him? I wasn’t a needy girlfriend 또는 anything . . . at least not usually, And it wasn’t like 앤젤 didn’t check in! He called every night at 9:00 sharp. Which reminded me . . . I looked at my watch.
“Buffy, were 당신 even listening?” Giles tone was annoyed, but what else was new?
“Yeah,” I replied. “Look, I’ll call 당신 back.” I clicked the phone before he even could get another word in. For some reason, the cemetery was really quiet tonight. Not like I was complaining. I jumped up onto to a perfectly placed 표, 테이블 and waited. As soon as the clock struck nine, my phone rang.
“Hello?” My voice was always breathless whenever 앤젤 called. I guess I really was that needy.
“Hey, honey.” Normally, I wouldn’t let him get away with that nicknaming, but since I was desperate, I let it go.
“How are things in LA?”
“Fine, fine.” He replied coolly. “We’ve almost pinpointed it.”
“You’re close?” I asked, hopefully.
“Yes, very close, Buffy.” I smiled. He would be 집 soon! I noticed that a grave was shaking loose. I frowned.
“Could 당신 hold on a second?” I put my phone down and heard Angel’s voice ask what was happening. I picked up one of my wooden stakes and proceeded to the grave in question. A new-born vamp was climbing and as soon as it saw me, it hissed,
“Aw, cute.” I commented. “Baby’s first words.” He charged; I tripped him. Not really fair, I know, but who said war was fair? He turned over and tried to get up, but I staked him. A puff of dust covered my shirt. I groaned. It would take forever to get that out of the wash. I returned to my phone. “Kay, I’m back.”
“If you’re busy, I could call back.” 앤젤 said, kindly.
“No, no!” I protested. “I never get to talk to 당신 anyway and I . . .” I drifted off from my sentence, blushing.
“I miss 당신 too,” He replied. “How are you? Are 당신 ok?” When it came to my safety, 앤젤 was always worried. He said it was because he could always sense when things were wrong with me, but I thought he was just being a normal boyfriend.
“I’m fine, perfectly fine.” I soothed. I could’ve said I wasn’t fine, but then he would’ve come up from LA and then would’ve had to go back down. I really didn’t like him away from me as it was. “I wish 당신 were here.” There. I had said something cheesy and it actually felt pretty good.
“I know, Buffy, I wish I was too.” His voice sounded strained like he was trying to keep a lid on his emotions. “But, I’m almost done here and then I’ll come back.”
“Promise?” I asked, wryly.
“Promise.” He replied. I smiled and twirled around in a little circle. Buffy Summers, what has 사랑 done to you? I heard a muffled voice in the background. 앤젤 sighed.
“What is it?” I asked, panic bubbling into my voice.
“Nothing,” He muttered, “The demon just attacked again. I have to go, Buffy.” I frowned.
“Of course, go.” I urged. “Be careful.”
“You too; don’t do anything stupid.” He warned.
“Me? Do something stupid? Never.” I sworn I could’ve heard him laugh.
“I’ll talk to 당신 soon.”
“Bye, Angel.” I clicked the phone off and felt a wave of sadness wash over me. I really was a dependant, needy girlfriend. Wow, that’s pretty pathetic. Oh well. My phone rang again.
“Yes?”
“Buffy, I’m glad that I got a hold of you.” It was Willow, one of best friends.
“Hey, Will, what’s up?” I got off of the 표, 테이블 and started doing my job.
“Giles said tonight’s patrol was going to be pretty dead.”
“It is,” I agreed. “I’ve only dusted one vamp; usually, it’s 10.”
“Yeah, so, he said 당신 should come back and help on us some research.”
“Research?” I asked, kind of surprised. “I hate research!” My idea of fun was not sitting around a 표, 테이블 looking at a bunch of dusty old books.
“Giles knew 당신 would say that.”
“So, he does learn things,” I said, incredulously.
“Buffy,” Willow said patiently. “The research is for Angel.” My 심장 skipped a beat.
“I’ll be there in five minutes.” I hung up, checked the cemetery one 더 많이 time, and then began to walk over to the school library.
