Right or Wrong
by Bwriter
part five
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Part five
Willow sighed as the L.A lights faded into the background.
"Thank you for today."
Buffy flashed her a quick smile and focused back on the road.
"I hope you aren't too mad."
Frowning, Buffy slowed her car as traffic started to build up.
"Mad?"
Willow blushed.
"About the whole girlfriends thing."
Buffy half giggled, even as she frowned at the traffic, it shouldn't be this bad.
"Its okay. I'm not mad." 'mostly because I wish it was true'
Willow let out a relieved breath, before she too noticed the traffic slowing down.
"Wonder what's going on."
Buffy shrugged and turned on the local news, hoping for a traffic report.
"Must just be a build up-"
She was interrupted by the news reporter.
"This just in, there has been a traffic incident on Highway 31 east bound. All traffic moving in that direction is advised to take caution and be aware that delays may be long. It is unclear at the moment the nature of the build-up."
Buffy groaned and thumped her hand on the steering wheel.
"I wanted to finish that painting tonight, guess that's out the window."
Willow half smiled and leaned back, resting her head on the seatback.
"What was it of?"
Buffy sighed as the car came to a stop in a long line of traffic.
"It's a Victorian Ball. A friend of my grandfathers asked me to do it, I wanted to give it to him on Monday because it's his seventieth birthday."
Willow reached over and patted Buffy's hand.
"You still have all day tomorrow."
Buffy turned and sent her a smile.
"That's true."
When she looked back at the road, she realised Willow's hand was still touching her own.
Coughing, she turned the radio up again, hoping that the music would calm her racing pulse.
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Two hours later, and they were still in the car on the same stretch of road.
Buffy pulled out her cell again, and handed it to Willow.
"You better ring home again."
Willow took the phone, and dialled the number she knew by heart.
"Hello mom... no I'm on my way, the thing is, we're kinda stuck in traffic... where am I?... on my way back from L.A... yes I know... no I wasn't shopping again... I'm with a friend... yes okay... I'll ring again when the traffic starts moving... okay bye." Willow hung up and handed Buffy back her phone.
"I take it she wasn't pleased?"
Willow rolled her eyes.
"You know how parents are."
Buffy was silent, and when Willow realised what she had said, she turned toward the blonde.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean-"
"Its fine, really." Buffy cut her off, not wanting to stay on that topic of conversation.
The traffic moved a few car lengths, before it stopped again.
"Thank god this is a air conditioned car."
Buffy smiled and shook her hair out of her ponytail.
Willow gulped as she watched Buffy's blonde locks fall over her shoulders, and could swear she could hear cheesy forties music playing in the background.
Buffy caught her staring, and looked away, fighting the thoughts running through her head.
Willow gulped, knowing Buffy had caught her staring.
"So, any chance of this traffic moving?"
Buffy half smiled and leaned back, resting her neck on the seat.
"Man I wish."
Buffy groaned as she rolled her neck, before jumping when he cell phone rang.
Looking at the caller ID, she knew it was Anya.
"Hey An... we're stuck in traffic... coming back from L.A... we went to the track... oh for gods sake no... he says hey by the way... yes I know you miss him... I'll see what I can do... haven't a clue... yes Willow called home..."
Willow tuned out the rest, miffed that both Buffy and Anya seemed to think of her as a child.
"Okay bye."
Buffy hung up and sighed before moving the car forward a few feet.
"Xander says hello by the way."
Willow grunted causing Buffy to turn and look at her.
"Something wrong?"
Willow shook her head no and stared out her side window.
Buffy sighed, knowing somehow she had managed to piss Willow off.
She was about to open her mouth and ask what was wrong, when Willow turned the radio up a little and stared out her window again as the singers voice drifted through the speakers.
As Buffy listened to the words, a smile tugged at her lips.
"This is why I became a teacher."
Willow's head turned slowly, wondering why Buffy was talking about.
"Well, not this actual song, but the meaning behind it it why I became a teacher.
Smirking at her student, Buffy nodded to the radio.
"Listen."
There are so many things I never asked you
There are so many things I still don't know
There are so many things you never told me
And still so many things that I will never know
and why, cuz I went to City High
Willow frowned, still not getting it.
A school with more drop outs than sign-ups at registration
And the pregnancy rate is at an all-time high, we all know why
Now you would think the classroom's the place for mental stimulation
But it's some brothers outside sellin' that stuff, that'll really stimulate your mind, (talk about gettin' high)
Willow smiled, finally getting it.
So, We don't need your education
We don't want no pacifier
We are the leaders of your nation
We're gonna make sure the world survives
There ain't no justice there's just us
What happened to the meaning of "in God we trust"
So as we get older and our children grow up
We ain't gonna teach them what y'all showed us
The song faded out and the next began. Willow looked over at Buffy and smiled.
"You've always wanted to be a teacher huh?"
Buffy smiled and nodded her head.
"I have. I love teaching art, making people understand the reasons behind each stoke of a pencil, or swipe of a brush."
That's when it hit home to Willow. No matter how much she liked Buffy, Buffy would never like her the same way. She stood to lose too much.
"It's a nice song."
Buffy smiled and opened the glove compartment.
"If it's a nice song you want, I aim to please."
She took a CD out of its case and put it into the CD player.
They sat back, and let Rod Stewart take their minds off the never ending traffic jam they seemed to be in.
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Buffy pulled into Willow's drive-way and killed the engine.
"Sorry that you didn't get a chance to drive."
Willow shrugged.
"The track made up for it, though I wouldn't say no."
Buffy smiled and looked at the house before her.
"How does tomorrow sound?" 'Dammit, no'
Willow's smile was wide, and Buffy found herself smiling in return.
"Are you sure?"
'tell her no'
"Yeah, how about I pick you up about noon?"
Willow nodded her head and got out of the car.
"Goodnight."
Buffy echoed it and watched as Willow went into the house, sighing as she thumped her head off the steering wheel.
"Dammit Buffy. Off limits remember."
Buffy sighed as she pulled out of the drive and headed home.
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When she stepped into her house, she knew Anya was there, and that Xander was with her.
The biggest clue, wasn't the fact that she could head groaning when she passed the living room, but that there were clothes littering the hallway.
"Anya! Next time make it to your room!" Buffy growled as she head to her own room to shower.
When she was done with that, she looked between her bed, and the door that led to her studio.
Groaning, she flopped down on it and was sleeping in minutes. She could finish the painting in the morning before she picked up Willow.
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