Curtain Going Up
by cutetexan
Nerves
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Author's Note: I'm soooo sorry it took me forever to update this....I just have so many ideas and I needed to space them out....sorry!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything...I'm just having fun with Joss' characters J
7:00, ok so I just have to find the world's hottest outfit in less than 30 min, that'll be cake right? Ok let's try to relax, breathe Buffy breathe, turn on some music and calm down...I turn on my CD player and start flipping through my closet. Nothing I own is the least bit hot ergh, to me anyway, I guess I can settle with mildly simmering...I put on a black skirt and a pink spaghetti strap tank, I'll throw a button up shirt on over it so mom won't have a cow. I find the platform sandals I'm looking for and I'm ready to go...it's only 7:15???!!!! I still have time to do some last minute touch ups on my make up and hair. My favorite song comes on as I step in front of the mirror, I start to sing a long to it as I play with my hair which will just not cooperate with me tonight.
My life is brilliant, my love is pure
I saw an angel of that I'm sure
She smiled at me on the subway
She was with another man
But I won't lose any sleep all night
Cause I've got a plan.
You're beautiful, you're beautiful, you're beautiful
It's true, I saw your face in a crowded place
And I don't know what to do
Cause I'll never be with you.
Yes she caught my eye, as I walked on by....
I turn around and see Willow standing in my doorway. Oh dear God, how long has she been there???????
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7:20, I ring the doorbell at 1630 Revello, an older woman answers the door.
Willow: Hi I'm Willow, I'm a friend of Buffy's...
Joyce: Oh, Hello Willow, Buffy's upstairs if you want to go up there.
Willow: Thank you Mrs. Summers. It was nice meeting you
Joyce: Nice meeting you too.
I start walking upstairs, I find Buffy's room by following the music, then I hear her start to sing one of my favorite songs. Her voice sends chills down my spine. She's playing with her hair in front of the mirror, she doesn't notice me, and I'm not going to make myself known....so I just stand in the doorway and watch her. She looks amazing, her skirt is short enough that you can see her gorgeous legs, too bad her shirt's covering up so much, she still looks good though. She turns away from the mirror and sees me.
Buffy: Hi, been standing there long?
Willow: Long enough to know you have an amazing singing voice.
Buffy: Ok, officially embarrassed.
Willow: Don't be, your voice is amazing.
Buffy: Thank you, but I'm still embarrassed, I don't normally do that by the way, I just love that song.
Willow: Me too, so are you ready to go?
Buffy: Yeah, just let me grab my stuff.
She walks over to her dresser and picks up her cell phone and purse.
Buffy: Alright let's go.
We walk downstairs, Buffy says goodbye to her mom and we're out the door.
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Willow looks fabulous, she's wearing this little black pleated skirt that's looks so short if she sneezed I think you'd see everything and this emerald green tank that brings out her eyes perfectly, her hair's straightened; I think I may be drooling.
Willow: So I thought we'd go to this Italian restaurant, if that's ok? If it's not we can go somewhere else, it won't bother me any, I promise.
Buffy: Willow breathe, Italian's fine.
Willow: Good, oh let me get that for you.
She opens my door as I get into her car , which is a bright blue mustang convertible.
Buffy: Wow Will, this car is amazing!
Willow: Thanks it was a birthday present. My dad overcompensates for being gone all the time.
Buffy: I'm sorry, but the car's kick ass!
Willow: Yeah it is pretty sweet.
She turns on the ignition and we speed off down the street.