Confusing Competitions..
by phantom
Hopeless Romantics.
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Chapter Four.
Dawn and Anya at her house.
"I gave Xander my letter today Dawn" Anya says leaning over her friend to get some popcorn.
"Oh really? That's great!"
"So now what?!" Anya grins and asks with her usual misplaced enthusiasm.
"Uh, I dunno, I guess we just wait and see what happens, I mean after you two danced for like hours at the Bronze the other night I'm sure it'll be fine. But are you sure he got it ?" Dawn said this without looking at her blonde friend as she was busy putting the finishing touches on her Valentine.
"Definitely." Answers Anya with a nod.
"And you didn't just hand it to him right?"
"Nope."
"Good. 'Cos that kinda ruins the surprise of the whole romantic Valentines thing. Speaking of... could you do me a favour?."
"Sure." Replies the blonde. "But if you want me to deliver your Valentine for you, I get to read it."
Dawn rolls her eyes at Anya. "Sure, not like you haven't been reading it over my shoulder anyways."
"Ok so I have been doing that", Anya says with a smile. "I just want to know how it ends." She takes the Valentine Dawn was offering and reads aloud: "Love, your favourite brunette."
Anya looks thoughtful for a bit, then confused, finally adding: "Wait, we're not supposed to sign our names?."
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Tuesday at The Bronze.
Faith, Xander and Willow are sitting on their usual couch.
"So Willow, what's going on with you? There's like three days left before the dance. Have you made your move yet?" asks Faith with a mouthful of Xander's fries.
The redhead scrunches up her forehead and pouts.
"Ah, the forehead scrunch and pout combination." Says Xander, trying to keep his food away from Faith. "That can't be a good sign."
"Why are you guys always doing this to me? The redhead whined. You know I'm not the forward type! I mean... at least I'm not the going backwards type right? I'm the stay right here type! Oh, man... what are we supposed to do? I mean you guys don't have dates yet do you?"
Faith and Xander exchange looks.
"You guys have dates?!! You can't have dates already!"
Xander pats Willow on the back and Faith takes this opportunity to steal some more fries and add "Well, ok so I don't officially have a date yet. But I'm pretty sure I'm going with Dawn."
"You haven't asked her?" says Xander.
"Nah, not yet. But I've got this killer idea. She'll be mine for sure. What about you Xand? Who's the lucky girl?"
Xander beams, pulls out a scrunched up piece of paper out of his pocket and hands it to Faith.
"Hello Xander, according to Dawn, it is customary to write down on a piece of paper that you should go with me to the dance on Friday. So I did. I have decided to go as a princess and would be very happy to have you as my prince. (Does that sound good? Dawn told me to write it.) Dawn also said that the outfit I chose first didn't have enough material on it so princess it was...Love Anya." says Faith reading the note aloud.
"She threw it at my head while I was walking towards my locker." Says Xander proudly. "Then she ran away in the opposite direction screaming "It wasn't me! It wasn't me, Don't ruin the surprise!"
Faith pats him on the back.
"Talk about a hot date Xand... ok so she's a blunt, honest and a little scary... but hey, maybe that's the kind of attitude you need to adopt Red." Faith says pouring a little more wisdom in that sentence than she would have usually allowed herself to.
Willow leans back into the couch and with a sharp head nod, puts on her resolve face.
Faith nudges Xander and with a smirk says "Uh, oh there's that resolve face. Buffy's in trouble now."
"Got a plan there Wills?" says Xander leaning in towards her.
"Nope. But I'm gonna get one." She points to her face. "See, resolve face."
"Better get crackin Will's, three days remember." Says Faith. "Actually... maybe it would be a good idea for you to visit B right now!"
"But she said she was busy tonight..." stammered the redhead. Trying to get out of this potentially stressful situation.
"I know that Willow! But she also said she was gonna be busy with Chemistry, and who's the wiz kid when it comes to that subject huh? Come on who?" Faith was really pushing now. Besides, in her mind this would be a perfect idea to get Willow some quality Buffy time and also get her Valentine delivered.
Xander just sat back with a smile and watched his two friends, knowing full well that once Faith had decided on something it was pretty hard to get out of it. Willow was going to Buffy's house tonight. It was just a matter of when exactly.
As it turned out the 'when' came about sooner than expected. Someone nearby had mentioned that Spike had been going around telling everyone that he's written a masterpiece for Dawn. As soon as Faith heard this, Xander and Willow were practically dragged out of the Bronze and towards the Summer's residence.
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At the Summer's Place.
Willow, Faith and Xander are standing about a metre away from the front door when Faith shoves something in Willow's back pocket. At Willow's questioning look she adds a few instructions.
"Just do me this one favour Red, sneak that into Dawn's room for me ok? And she can't find out who it's from. Not yet."
"Faith!" hisses Willow, "Why can't you just sneak it in yourself?"
"Will, if Faith and I walk in with you then how are you supposed to get in some quality time with the Buffster?" asks Xander.
Willow thinks about it for a minute but decides that she needed her friends company on this one.
"If you guys aren't gonna come in with me, then I'm going home." Willow said firmly.
Faith sighs.
"Fine! Be that way. We'll go with you." She gives Xander a wink that the nervous redhead misses completely.
All three walk up to the door with Willow in the middle. Faith knocks and as soon as the door starts to open she leaps to the right and Xander to the left, leaving Willow seemingly alone on the doorstep.
Joyce answers the door and smiles at the pretty redhead on her doorstep.
"Hello, can I help you?"
"Uh, Hi. I'm Willow, a friend of Buffy and Dawn's? I was wondering if Buffy wanted any help with her chemistry tonight?"
"Aww that's lovely of you to come all the way here to help with homework! Buffy's her room, just up the stairs. Dawn's not here I'm afraid, she's staying over at Anya's tonight. So why don't you go on up?"
"Sure, umm thanks Mrs. Summers." With a small smile Willow walks up the stairs. When she's sure she's not being followed she walks into the room with 'Dawn' on the door and places Faith's letter under the pillow.
'Faith owes me big for this' the redhead thinks to herself, 'They literally bailed on me'.
Suddenly remembering where was, Willow quickly closes Dawn's door and stands in front of Buffy's. The door was slightly open revealing a blonde sprawled over her bed in a comfortable looking white tank top and grey shorts.
If Willow hadn't been too busy trying to teach herself how to breath again, a skill she lost as soon as she set her eyes on the blonde on the bed, she would have noticed that Buffy's bed wasn't covered in Chemistry books, but glue, scissors and paper of every shade of red or pink that can possibly be imagined...
A/N-
Hopefully it's going o.k, thanks for the reviews. Now I understand some authors say they thrive on them! Lol they're great. Man 'my girl'. Haven't thought about that movie/song in ages!!