Chapter 2

Buffy headed towards her next class, English, with Mr.

Rupert Giles. Giles was her favorite teacher, and the only

one she could tolerate. A middle-aged Englishman, Giles was

very intelligent and sparked many opinions from Buffy,

causing them to constantly debate.


Buffy walked into the room and sat down.

The other students filed in and Giles began class.


“Okay then. What did everyone think of The Sun Also Rises?”


A girl sitting in the back of the room raised

her hand.


“I loved it. He’s so romantic.”


Buffy turned to the girl and looked at her

with disgust.


“Romantic? Hemingway? He was an abusive, alcoholic

misogynist who squandered half his life hanging around

Picasso trying to nail his leftovers.”


The students groaned and Giles looked at

her and sighed. Angel spoke up from the back of the room.


“As apposed to a bitter, self-righteous hag who has no

friends?”


The class laughed and Angel slapped hands

with Gunn. Giles looked at Angel sternly.


“Quiet down now!”


Giles began to speak again when Buffy

interrupted.


“I guess in this society being male and an asshole makes you

worthy of our time.”


The class snickered while Angel glared at

Buffy.


Buffy looked back at Giles.


“What about Slyvia Plath, or Charlotte Bronte, or Simone de

Beauvoir?”


The door opened and everyone turned to

look as Spike ran into the room out of breath.


“What’d I miss?”


Buffy looked at Spike and rolled her eyes.


“The oppressive patriarchical values that dictate our

education.”


Spike nodded.


“Good.”


He turned and left the room and Giles yelled

after him.


“Hey! Come back!!”


Finally having a good comeback at Buffy,

Angel called out to Giles.


“Mr. Giles. I there any way we can make Buffy take her

Midol before she comes to class?”


After this latest disruption, Giles was very

angry. He turned to Angel and yelled.


“Someday you are going to get bitch slapped and I am not

going to do a thing to stop it!”


Then he turned to Buffy.


“And Buffy, I want to thank you for your point of view.”


Buffy nodded and smiled.


“But the next time you storm the PTA crusading for better

lunch meat or whatever, I will not be there to save you from

suspension!”


Buffy’s smile faded.


“Anything else?”, she asked him mockingly.


“Yes. Go to the office!”


“What? Mr. Giles…”


“Go!”


The students chuckled as Buffy got up and

gathered her things. When she walked by Angel, she

smacked him on the head.

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In the office, Ms. Addams was busy working

on her novel.


“Undulating with desire, Adrienne removed her red…”


She stops and sighs. She turns to her

computer and retypes the rest of the sentence.


“Crimson cape…at the sight of Reginald’s stiff and…”


She pauses again and calls to her secretary.


“Judith! What’s another word for ‘engorged’?”


“I’ll look it up.”


“Okay.”


Ms. Addams thought a moment.


“Swollen. Turgid.”


Buffy walks in and says, “Tumescent?”


Ms. Addams looks up at Buffy.


“Perfect.”


She types her new sentence and turns to

Buffy.


“So, I hear you were terrorizing Mr. Giles’ class again.”


“Expressing my opinion is not a terrorist action.”


“The way you expressed your opinion to Scott Hope? By the

way, his testicle retrieval operation went quite well, in case

you were interested.”


Buffy laughed.


“I still maintain he kicked himself in the balls.”


“The point is Buffy…People perceive you as somewhat…”


“Tempestuous?”


“’Heinous bitch’ is the term used most often.”


Buffy laughs and rolls her eyes. Ms.

Addams looked at her sternly.


“You might want to work on that. Thank you.”


Buffy gets up to leave.


“As always, thank you for your excellent guidance.”


As she left the room she said, “I’ll let you get

back to Reginald’s quivering member.”


Ms. Addams looks up from her laptop.


“Quivering member. I like that.”


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Outside, everyone was congregating on the

quad, getting ready to leave. Angel was standing around

talking to Gunn. Gunn looked up.


“Virgin alert. Your favorite.”


Angel looked over and saw Dawn walking with Cordelia.

Dawn walks by and smiles flirtatiously at Angel.


“Ooh. Looking good ladies.”


Gunn laughs.


“Oh, she’s out of reach, even for you.”


“No one’s out of reach for me.”


“You want to put money on that?”


Angel smiles.


“Money I’ve got. This I’m gonna do for fun.”


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Across the quad, Jesse and Conner were

watching Dawn and Angel.


“Who’s that guy?”


“That’s Angel O’Connor. He’s a jerk off and a model.”


Conner laughs.


“A model?”


“A model. Mostly regional stuff, but he’s rumored to have a

big tube sock ad coming out.”


“Really?”

“Really.”

They both start laughing.

“Man, look at her. Is she always so-“

“Vapid?”

“How can you say that? She’s totally-“

“Conceited.”

“What are you talking about? There’s more to her than you

think. Look at the way she smiles and- and look at her eyes,

man. She’s totally pure. You’re missing what’s there.”

“No, no, Conner. What’s there is a snotty little princess

wearing a strategically planned sundress to make guys like

us realize that we want her, and guys like Angel realize they

want to. She, my friend, is what we will spend the rest of

our lives not having. Put her in your spank bank and move

on. Move on.”


“No, no! You’re wrong about her. I mean, not about the

spanking part, but the rest, you’re wrong.”


“All right- I’m wrong? You wanna take a shot? Be my guest.

She’s actually looking for a French tutor.”


“Are you serious? That’s perfect!”


“Do you speak French?”


“Well, no, but I will.”


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Buffy and Willow said goodbye to the girls

and began walking to Buffy’s car. Angel drove by them in his

red convertible and stopped.


“Hey Buffy! Your Rambo look is out. Didn’t you read last

month’s Cosmo?”


Buffy glared at him.


“Run along!”


They walked away and Angel sped off.


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Dawn was walking in the parking lot with
Cordelia.


“I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be

underwhelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed?”


Dawn looked at Cordelia thoughtfully.


“I think you can in Europe.”


Angel pulled up next to them.


“Hey ladies. Would you sweet young things like a ride?”


Dawn and Cordelia looked at each other and

squealed. They climbed into Angel’s car and sat down in the

back.


“Hey, careful on the leather!”


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Buffy and Willow were in the car getting

ready to leave. Willow looked at Buffy.


“That’s a charming new development.”


“I think it’s disgusting.”


As Buffy pulled out, she had to immediately

slam on the brakes when Jesse drove right in front of her on

his moped and stopped.


“Remove head from sphincter, then drive!”, Buffy yelled.


Jesse drove over to Conner as Buffy drove

away.


“You ok?”


“Yeah. Just a minor encounter with the shrew. That’s your

girlfriend’s sister.”


“Wait, that’s Dawn’s sister?”


“Uh huh. The mewling rampalian wretch herself.”


Jesse sighs.


“Stay cool, bro.”

Conner nods.



“Yeah. See you later.”


Jesse speeds off, and has to swerve to

miss a truck. He speeds off the side of the hill. Everyone

runs to the side to watch as Jesse rolls down the hill. When

he finally stops, he shakily stands up, turning to the crowd,

and throwing his hands in the air.


“Yeah! Whoo!”


He turns around, eyes wide, and promptly

passes out.





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