Waking up
by Lost
Decisions, Decisions
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A/N: okay...so I was requested more, so here goes more, sorry it wasn't here earlier Happy Readings. If you want more...Just let me know :D - L.
Willow stared at the note in front of her. 'God what am I gonna do? What am I gonna say?' Her brain half babbled as she continued looking at the folded up piece of paper in front of her. She hadn't read it yet. She'd been to afraid to, it was almost worse than those horrible college acceptance letters where youre not sure if they're gonna reject you or not, but its your number one school, and you really hope they don't. But all she could do was stare at it.
Buffy glanced surruptisiously at the redhead. She hadn't read the note yet. 'Why hasn't she read the note yet??' Buffy asked herself. All Willow was doing was looking at the note, almost like she had x-ray vision and could see through it. Buffy smiled at the thought of X-ray vision, and decided maybe she'd been hangin round with Xander too much. Willow ent to unfold the note, and half way through, the teacher turned around. They were in the middle of a test. It should've been silent. But it wasn't ...the crinkling of paper alerted the teacher to...dum dum dum...CHEATERS!
Before Willow had a chance to hide it, the note was swooped from her hands by none other than the sinister being known as their chemistry teacher. Willow face contorted, as though worried she had lost her only life boat while a ship was sinking. She glanced frantically at Buffy, who in turn could do nothing but stare wide eyed as the teacher read the note, and as he did, a wide smirk began to form on his lips. "Buffy, Willow, I need to see you after class." He said to them as he turned around and went back to the front of the classroom.
'Dammit!' Buffy thought, oh well, it was done for now. She was screwed...well, essentially screwed. Her note hadn't gotten to Willow, and now it probably never would. She'd just have to write another one. She looked over at Willow who was looking at her test...and not really doing much with it, just staring at it as she had stared at the note. Buffy wanted to comfort Willow... To tell her that it'd be okay. But she didn't want it to be taken the wrong way, so she pulled back and let the redhead ponder on her own.
The period had ended, and now it was time to see the teacher. Mr. Collins was not a man to be taken lightly, and he stood there, in front of the two girls, staring at them as they both nearly cowered under his gaze. "Now, cheating is not something we joke about here, and you" he said, referring to Willow, "should know better than most that it is strictly forbidden." He set the note down the the desk, and looked at both girls "Now, you will both have to retake the test, however the highest you can score will be seventy percent." He jotted down their names on two slips of paper "Here, take these to room 2220 and they'll give you the makeup, make sure it gets done within the next two days." He said, as he handed them the paper, and the note back, and shoo'd them out of the room.
Buffy looked at Willow, and Willow looked back at her. "We need to talk." Buffy said quietly as she lead them towards the exit of the school, both having completely forgotten about the rest of their classes. Buffy lead the way as they walked off campus, but didnt get too far, because as they neared a corner to turn, they heard all of the football jocks talking.
"Yeah man, I'm this close to nailing her!" They heard one say, and then some triumphant high fives sounded, and the same voice said, "What about you O'Conner, how much longer? Cause you know, you only have..what is it now...two more weeks before your deal runs out."
"Oh, don't worry about me boys, she's puddy in my hands." He said, and both girls could absolutely hear the smug smirk in his voice.
"Yeah man!" The earlier voice said, before an older sounding voice, probably the coach Willow decided later, called out:
"Alright you lazy asses! Get over here and give me one hundred push ups!"
Buffy stopped in her tracks, her face flushed as she peered around the corner to see Angel and another football player haul ass over to the coach. "C'mon." Willow said, emboldened by Angel's stupidity as she reached out and grabbed Buffy's hand, pulling her along before a scene was made in the middle of school.
They reached Willow's house in record time, and went straight to her room...Where Willow sat down, and Buffy stood, facing the other girl with her back to the french doors.
"So...we need to talk?" Willow asked.
"Yup...we need to talk." Buffy confirmed, "But first, I have to see something." She said, as she leaned towards the redhead. Willow closed her eyes, and braced herself.