Chapter 7

The next morning, Willow woke up Buffy at 6:00am.

“Buffy? Hey, Buffy, are you awake?”

“What?”

“Come on, it's time to get up.”

“Already?”

“Well, yeah. We need to be in the cafeteria by 7:00am, so we better hurry before the shower line becomes hell.”

“Shower line?”

“Oh yeah. Too many girls, too few showers. We have to hurry, Buffy.”

“Ok, I’m coming.”

After showering, she tried on her uniform for the first time. As she stared at her reflection, she felt like she was in a Britney Spears video. After breakfast in the cafeteria with Willow and some other girls, they were ready to begin classes at 8:00am.

Buffy and Willow had the same schedule- it had been set this way in order to help Buffy out. After 5th period, Buffy looked at her schedule.

“So, what’s next?”

“English literature,” Willow answered Buffy. “It’s great. You are going to love it.”

“Willow, you have said the same thing about every other class we have had,” she smiled back at her.

“Hey, Fred!” Willow yelled at a girl.

“Hi,” a pretty girl with long brown hair answered.

“Fred, I would like you to meet Buffy. She is new. Buffy, this is Fred. She is in our English class.”

“Same here, Fred.”

“I was just telling Buffy how great Mrs. Robertson is …” Willow said excitedly.

“You mean you haven’t heard?” Fred interrupted Willow.

“What?”

“Mrs. Robertson had an accident. Apparently, she fell down some stairs and broke her hip, so she is not going to be able to finish the year.”

“Oh my, that’s terrible. Poor Mrs. Robertson. I wonder what’s going to happen to the class?" Willow asked with a concerned look on her face.

“I think they are looking for a replacement, but in the mean time, I heard Mr. Giles' son is filling in.”

“Mr. Giles? I didn’t know he had a son.”

“Who is Mr. Giles?” Buffy asked.

“Oh sorry, Buffy. He is the librarian, the guy we have to see later to get all your books.”

“Oh, ok.”

As they walked into the classroom, they saw Cordelia and Harmony already seated.

“Oh my God! You heard about crazy old Robertson?” Cordelia was gossiping with other girls.

Suddenly, after the bell rang, a handsome young man came in. He was wearing a blue navy suit with a light blue shirt and a red tie. His bleached hair was neatly combed. He had very manly features and some killer blue eyes. He must have been really nervous, and yet, he remained confident the whole time. As he made his way in, all the girls were watching him closely as they gave each other looks.

Buffy thought he was the sexiest man she had ever seen, but then she had a Parker flashback and shook those thoughts away. After all, those thoughts had only gotten her into trouble, and she decided to have a clean start.

“Oh my god, look how hot he is?” Harmony whined.

“I guess so, if you like the bleach type guy,” Cordelia said.

“Good morning,” he finally said. “My name is William Giles. As you must know now, Mrs. Robertson had an accident and broke her hip, which makes it impossible for her to finish the school year. So, meanwhile, I was asked to cover her classes. I’ll be glad to answer any question you might have.”

Harmony quickly raised her hand.

“Yes?” William asked.

“Are you, like, married?” she asked without any shame, making the rest of the girls giggle.

“Harmony, oh my God,” Cordelia snapped at her, giving her a dirty look.

Buffy couldn’t help but to pay attention. Even when she thought that was not a proper question, she was definitely interested in the answer.

“No, I’m not married,” he answered, blushing. “Any other professional questions?”

“Mr. Giles?" Willow asked. “Are we still having a test on Friday?”

“Please don’t call me Mr. Giles- that’s my father. And yes, the test is still on.”

“What should we call you then?” Buffy asked.

When William set his eyes on the cute blonde, he couldn’t help but smile at her. She was the most adorable thing he had ever seen.

“Hmm, let’s make a pact,” without being able to take his eyes away from her. “Inside the class, you may call me William, but around the principal or other faculty members, you will refer to me as Mr. Giles. Deal?” He smiled at her.

“Deal.”

Buffy actually paid attention in class for the first time in a long while. He was reading “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost. Buffy was hypnotized by his beautiful, manly voice.

“…Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the others, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh! I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubt if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveled by,
And that made all the difference.”

“What do you think he was talking about?” he asked, removing his glasses.

“Choices,” Buffy automatically responded.

“Exactly. Miss?” he smiled at her.

“Summers. Buffy Summers.”

“Is Buffy alright? Since we have a pact, it's only fair.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“There’s a point in our lives when we have to make vital choices. The important thing is how we decide which way to go. We must always know that every waking minute is a chance to change the destiny of our lives. We make choices all the time. And if you ask me, I don’t think there’s such a thing as a bad choice, just different consequences.”

As the class passed, she felt more and more dragged into his words. Could that be true? Could she really change her destiny? She really wanted that.





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