Right or Wrong
by Bwriter
Right or Wrong
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Title - Right or Wrong
Pairing - Buffy/Willow
Rating - NC/17
Disclaimer - Not mine, I just play with them
Spoilers - None
Summary - Au, no vamps, no Slayers. Everyone is human.
Warnings - Teacher/Student relationship
Part one
Buffy groaned as her alarm went off. Tossing her pillow at it, she was rewarded when silence fell.
Today was the day she had been dreading.
Today, was the first day of the new school year.
It wasn't that she hated teaching, she didn't, she loved it, but it was her first day at a new school, in an old town, and she had no clue what to expect.
Dragging her body out of bed, she headed into the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the shower before bruising her teeth. Sticking her hand in, she tested the water temperature, before easing herself in, groaning as the warm water woke her up.
After dressing and eating breakfast, Buffy grabbed her supplies and loaded up her car before grabbing a last cup of coffee before running out and jumping into her Black SUV.
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Willow groaned as her alarm went off and sat up. Rubbing her eyes. she toppled out of bed when she got caught up in her covers.
Mumbling, she made her way to her bathroom and turned on the shower, leaving it for a minute to heat up before getting in and sighing as the warm water washed over her.
As she was drying herself off, her telephone rang and she laughed, knowing who it was on the other end of the line.
"Hey Cordy."
"Hey Will, you ready?"
Willow shook her head at her best friend. No doubt she had been up from the crack of dawn picking out the right outfit.
"Give me another half hour okay?"
"Okay, but remember, we like our clothes to match, just remember that okay?"
Willow laughed.
"Sure Cordy, see ya later."
"Later Willow."
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Looking up at the building before her, Buffy wondered what her first day was going to be like.
"Can I help you?"
Turning at the voice, Buffy looked up at the tall Englishman that had spoken.
"Hi, I'm Buffy Summer's, new Art teacher."
He smiled and held his hand out, shaking hers when she took it.
"Rupert Giles, the Librarian."
Buffy smiled before looking him up and down.
"Forgive me for saying, but you don't look like a librarian."
He smiled at her and blushed.
"And you look quite young to be a teacher."
Buffy just smiled, she got that a lot. Truth was, she was only twenty four. She had graduated High School at the age of sixteen and then excelled in college, earning her degree quickly.
"Yes... well... we best get in and get settled. No doubt the Children shall be arriving soon."
Buffy smiled and followed him into the building, smiling as the words above the entrance caught her attention.
'Formatia trans sicere educatorum'
"Enter all ye who seek knowledge"
Giles turned.
"You know Latin?"
Buffy nodded her head and shifted her bag on her shoulder.
"Yeah, my French teacher taught me it on the side." Buffy wasn't about to tell him that the only reason she took the lessons, was because she lusted after her teacher.
They were interrupted when the first bell rang and Buffy looked up as a few students started mingling around.
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Willow winced as Cordy bumped into the back of an SUV.
"Why do they have to park so close?"
Shaking her head at her best friend, Willow got out to see that the black SUV now had red paint scraped into its rear end.
"Cordy, you scratched this car."
The brunette shook her head and grabbed her book bag.
"Then whoever it is can send me a check, come on, I wanna see who this new teacher is, I hope he's not a hairy smelly guy like the last one.
Willow sighed and hurried to catch up with her friend. Some day's she wondered what possessed her to become friends with Cordelia Chase.
"Maybe it'll be a woman."
Cordy sighed and nodded her head.
"With my luck, it probably will be."
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Buffy collected herself as her first class of the day arrived.
She smirked as a few of the guys checked her out. Too bad she didn't play for that team.
"Good morning class. My name is Miss Summers and I am the new Art teacher."
After a general good morning from the class, Buffy took roll call.
"Alexander Harris?"
A boy at the bay raised his hand.
"Its just... uh... Xander Miss Summers."
Buffy smiled and made the amendment in her register.
"Okay, next, Faith Evens?"
A brunette from the front stuck up her hand and Buffy went on. Soon, there were only two names on the list.
"Cordelia Chase?"
No-one responded and Buffy looked down at the last name.
"Willow Rosenberg?"
Again, there was no response.
"Does anyone know if Miss Chase and Miss Rosenberg are in school today?"
Xander raised his head.
"They are, Cordy had a hair panic attack and Will is trying to calm her down."
Buffy sighed and look over at Faith.
"Miss Evens, would you please go and find them?"
Faith stood up, ready to go look for them, when the door opened to reveal Cordy and Willow.
"Miss Chase and Miss Rosenberg I assume."
Both Cordy and Willow turned to look at the teacher, and Willow sucked in a breath.
She was gorgeous.
Buffy looked form the brunette to the redhead, her eyes lingering on the redhead before she gave herself a little shake.
"Please try to make it to class on time in future."
Willow scowled at Cordy.
She was a top A student, and never late to class. Her friend was a bad influence on her.
For the rest of the class, Buffy went over the work they would be doing throughout the year, her eyes always straying to Willow, who just happened to sit right in front of her desk.
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Buffy's first week had passed relatively incident free, apart from a student named Parker thinking he could come on to her heavily, and apart from the fact that she had a crush on a female student, nothing else had happened to upset the week.
As it was a Friday night, she was out. Her friend Anya, had dragged her to a club called the Bronze, and Buffy soon discovered it had to be the only club in town, as it looked like all her students were there.
She had spotted Willow and Cordy out on the dance floor, surrounded by boys from their year, including Xander and Parker.
Scowling at Parker, Buffy turned back to her wine and listened as Anya talked about how well her business was doing.
That was the thing about Anya, she loved her money, whereas Buffy didn't think about it much, but that might have been more to do with the fact that she had millions in the bank, and only worked because she loved teaching art.
Her parents had died when she was four and her grandparents had raised her. When they had died, she was left everything, including the fifty-nine million dollars they had, which had grew over the years in interest.
As well as teaching art, she also painted, and made a fair bit of money from that to.
Her last painting, one she had done for charity, had sold for over two hundred thousand dollars.
Anya thought she was crazy working when she could retied at the age of twenty four and live anywhere in the world.
Buffy was pulled out of her own thoughts when Anya nudged her.
"Want another wine?"
"No, you know me and alcohol."
Anya smiled, remembering the last time she had seen Buffy drunk.
"But the look on you face when you remember what you've done the next day in priceless."
Buffy scowled and finished her glass before smirking at her friend.
"It wasn't me who ran through Central Park thinking a six foot pink bunny was chasing me!"
Anya glared and stood up.
"You just had to mention that didn't you?"
Buffy smirked and smiled when her friend left to get them new drinks.
They had been friends for seven years, and Anya had been there through her grandparents death.
She was more like a sister than a best friend. To bad she could only see her on the weekends now, seeing as how Anya lived in L.A.
They shared everything but their partners. And as Buffy was gay, that wasn't really a problem for them.
"Hey."
Buffy looked up to see Willow standing by their table.
"Hey Willow, you having fun?"
Willow smiled and sat in the seat Anya had vacated.
"Yeah, the bronze isn't usually this packed. How about you Miss Summers?"
Buffy smiled and leaned closer to be heard above the music.
"When we're not in class, its Buffy."
Willow smiled and looked up as Xander and Cordy drifted over.
"Hey Will, Miss Summers."
Buffy rolled her eyes and Willow giggled.
When Anya arrived back to the table, it was to see Buffy surrounded by three teenagers, and she liked the look of the boy.
"Here."
Buffy looked up and accepted her Coke off her friend before gesturing to those at the table.
"Willow, Cordy and Xander, this is my best friend. Anya, this is Cordy, Willow and Xander, they are in my art class at school.
They all smiled their hellos and Buffy rolled her eyes when she saw the looks Xander and Anya were giving each other.
Kicking her friend under the table, Buffy glared at her.
Anya scowled and mumbled into her drink.
As the night wore on, Xander stood up to leave.
"Are you ladies okay for getting home?"
They all nodded their heads yea.
"Cordy drove, so I might end up with a concussion. You know she scraped someone's car the first day of school?" The last was said to Buffy and Anya, who snickered before Buffy frowned.
"You wouldn't by chance drive a red car would you?"
Cordy groaned.
"It was your car wasn't it?"
"Yes but don't worry about it."
Cordy shook her head and pulled out her check book.
"The repairs had to cost a lot, let me write you a check."
Buffy shook her head no.
"Really, its okay."
"Yeah, Buff has more money than she could spend this lifetime, she's fine."
Buffy glared at her friend when the other three gawked at her.
"Thank you Anya."
Anya smiled and took a sip of her wine.
"Any time Buff."
"Yeah, actually, I'm ready to go to. You coming Will?" Cordy stood up and grabbed her coat and bag.
Willow stood up, though she didn't want to leave so early.
"Sure. Night Buffy, night Anya."
Both said their goodnights to Cordy, Willow and Xander. When the teenagers were gone, Buffy turned to look at Anya.
"What was up with you and Xander all night?"
Anya smirked.
"He's eighteen, I asked, so its all legal."
Buffy's mouth dropped open.
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