Chapter Two
William plopped himself down on the frumpy couch, exhausted. Buffy, who had been full of energy earlier that morning, came in and plopped down next to him. She immediately rested her head on his chest and wrapped an arm around him. He followed the tender gesture by wrapping his arm about her shoulders and pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"Tired?" he murmured.
"Exhausted. You?"
"Yep. Hungry?'
"I think so. I think I'm too tired to even tell if I'm hungry." As if on cue, her
belly rumbled loudly. She grinned and looked up at him, "I guess that's
your answer."
He smiled. "What would you like to do then? Eat in or out?"
"Definitely in. We should have our first meal right here in our barely
decorated and minimalist living room. And it should be something like
pizza. Delivered of course. Now, should we get liquor or just soda?"
William pondered that. "Maybe both? We could get a six pack of beer and
soda for after."
"We need groceries."
"We could get just breakfast food until tomorrow when we can really shop.
I don't think I have the energy to really shop." William said, looking into the
kitchen at the large but very empty fridge.
"Nor do I. I need my milk, that's for sure."
"What is your obsession with milk?"
"Osteoporosis. My grandmother had it and it was awful. Her bones were so
brittle. Plus, I think it's a comfort thing."
"Comfort thing?"
"It's best not to ask questions Will."
He chuckled. "Okay Buffy."
"Our first night should definitely be together in our place. That has a nice
ring to it doesn't it Will? Our place. William and Buffy's Place. William and
Elizabeth's Place. Will and Buff's Place. . . " she trailed off, yawning into his
chest.
He grinned down at her, unable to resist pressing another kiss on her head.
What would he ever do without her? She brought so much life to him and
she didn't even know it. When she waltzed into his life, she'd brought
buckets of color with her and brightened up his world. He'd been the new
kid ‘geek' of the school. He'd gone at least a month of being completely
invisible to everyone around him, so invisible in fact, he'd been seriously
pondering his existence. Then, the school jock, Riley Finn had designated
him as the ‘loser' and the ‘geek' of the school and decided it was in his best
interest to torment William. He mocked him, laughed at him and basically
did everything he could to humiliate William. He remembered seeing Buffy
with Riley a few times, remembered first laying eyes on her and thinking
her the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. However, he'd stereotyped her.
He thought her dumb for a) dating Riley and b) being a cheerleader. While
dating Riley was up for debate at times when her judgment has been more
than a little off, William knew that Buffy was no moron. She'd been an A
student, active in all clubs—not just cheerleading—volunteered at nursing
homes and had been student council president two years in a row. Since
Riley mostly tormented him when he was alone or in the supportive throng
of his cronies, William didn't think Buffy had a clue as to Riley's
extracurricular activating of tormenting him until the day Riley had shoved
him into a locker and kept pounding on the door and laughing. The cramped
area made it difficult to breathe, and the constant clanging had made his
head pound.
He remembered Buffy's stern voice demanding Riley to tell her just what
the hell he was doing.
"Just goofing off, Buff," Riley told her calmly.
"Is there someone in there?"
"No," but he didn't sound convincing enough. So Buffy had marched over
and pushed Riley aside, flinging open the door. The sunlight behind her
illuminated her form and brightened her blond hair. It was as if she were an
angel. The Angel of Mercy come to save him. She gasped when she saw
William scrunched up, with his curls falling in his face, his glasses falling off
and sweating profusely.
She helped pull William out of the locker and stood with her hands on her
hips, glowering at Riley.
"What the hell is your problem?" she asked him crossly.
"My problem?" Riley asked, pointing at himself in the chest. "You're the
one with your panties in a twist over a harmless joke."
"Harmless joke? That wasn't a harmless joke Riley. Have you ever been in
a locker? It's not like the vents are very . . . vent like. And that constant
racking of banging on the metal cannot be pleasant. Is it William?"
This angel knew his name? He'd been stunned to say the least. "No, it's not
p-p-leasant."
"Oh suck it up geek!" Riley exclaimed, trying desperately to make it not a
big deal for picking on William.
"Get in the locker Riley," Buffy ordered suddenly.
His eyes widened. "What?"
"Get in the locker and find out for yourself."
"No! What are you crazy?" Riley nearly roared.
"If it's not so bad, then why not try it?" she asked with a shrug.
"The captain of the football team doesn't hang out in lockers Buffy," he said
patronizingly.
"Human beings don't hang out in lockers, Riley Finn. William is a human
being."
Riley snorted.
William remembered Buffy just staring at Riley with a blank expression on
her face. He had no idea what was going on in her head only that it had to
be serious. He'd shuffled his feet, not sure what to do with himself.
"I think it's over Riley," Buffy finally said.
William and Riley had twin expressions of surprise.
"What?" Riley bellowed.
"It's over Riley. I can't be with someone that shoves people into lockers.
It's not fun, it's not cool. It's asinine and childish. I don't want to be with
someone like that."
Riley had made like a guppy for a few seconds. "I can't believe you're
dumping me over," he pointed to William, "THAT!"
Entwining her arm through William's she stuck her nose in the air. "He's
not a ‘that'. You are. Come on William." And she'd walked away with him,
having to nearly drag him in the stunned state he'd still been in. Once
they'd rounded the corner and made their way outside, for it was the end of
the day, William had stopped abruptly and pushed Buffy off his arm.
"What did you just do?" he demanded.
She furrowed her brow in an manner that William found adorable had he
not been so frustrated with her at the moment. "What?"
"You just broke up with Riley Finn."
She shrugged, "Yeah, so?"
"All because he shoved me in a locker?" The mere idea was simply
incredulous.
"Well, not ALL because of that," she said carefully.
"Knew there had to be a catch," he muttered, almost mournfully.
"Riley and I just didn't click. All he talked about was football and driving.
He doesn't even drive or have a car yet! He talks about himself and ONLY
himself. It's boring. It's rude and after what I witnessed today, well, it was
the final nail in his coffin. You don't deserve that William"
"I'm different," he whispered, looking down.
"Why because you're British?" she asked, confused.
"I'm a British ‘geek'. I'm the new kid. No one wants to talk to the new kid.
You never even paid attention to me before now. I don't want your pity
Buffy."
"I'm sorry, William. I didn't mean to ignore you. . . Can I tell you a
something?"
He nodded, still looking at his feet.
"I was kind of afraid to talk to you."
His head shot up at that. "What? Why?"
She blushed and smiled and this time, she looked down. "Because you're
quiet and mysterious. You're super smart and you have a real sexy accent."
He thought he was going to fall over. "You think I have a sexy accent."
"Always loved the British accent," she admitted. "I was afraid you'd think I
was dumb."
He shook his head in wonder, finding himself speechless.
"So . . . Friends?" she asked and stuck out her hand.
He smiled and nodded, taking her hand in his. "Friends."
"So friend," Buffy said, snapping him back to the present. "Let's order that
pizza."
"Okay. Roomie."
She grinned. "We'll always be friends William."
"We're friends and roomies now. I wonder what we'll be next," he mused.
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