FIC: Deterioration (4/?)

["Shannon" <lusty_wrong_feelings@xxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Author: Shannon
Rating: G - PG. I'm not going anywhere perverted with little kids!!
Disclaimer: Joss is a lucky, lucky man.
Summary: AU Buffy & Co. They're in 1st grade. I'm gonna make with the 
couples, but the couples *I* want. Buffy/Willow, Xander/Anya, 
Tara/Spike, Giles/Joyce.
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Tara got her lunch, and wandered out in the playground to sit by 
herself. She didn't have many friends, none in fact. She was 
painfully shy& it wasn't her fault, she just was. Donny and Beth 
weren't shy. They were both different. They were loud, and had lots 
of friends. The only girl that had talked to Tara was that funny girl 
who talked about money a lot, Anya. And she was pretty sure that Anya 
spoke to anyone who would listen.
There was shy little boy in her class too. His name was William, and 
the only person she'd seen him talking to had been Buffy. She'd 
caught him looking over at her a few times, and he had quickly turned 
his head away when she'd seen him.
She was thinking a lot about these things when she caught something 
out the corner of her eye. Buffy was poking William and whispering 
something to him that was making his cheeks red. She must have 
convinced him, because Buffy had run off somewhere, and he had stuck 
his hands in his pockets and begun wandering over to her. 

Tara froze. She didn't know what to do; no one had ever wanted to 
come and talk to her before. "Um, hi." William shuffled his feet 
around as he waited for her response. "Hi, W-William." Tara held her 
eyes downcast, and William sat down so he could see her better. "What 
have you got for lunch?" Tara looked at the sandwich in her hands. "A 
sandwich. It's got peanut butter." She smiled softly to herself. She 
loved peanut butter. "What have you got?" William dug his hands 
deeper in his pockets, and came back with some scattered items. "Um, 
some marbles. Don't think I could eat them, though." Tara giggled. He 
was funny.
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"Hey Willow!" Buffy had run off to go see Willow, after she'd 
convinced William to make friends with Tara. Willow looked up and 
smiled. "Hey Buffy. Whatcha doin'?" Buffy sat down next to 
her. "Talking to you. Sitting with you. Maybe coming to your house 
tomorrow after school?" Buffy smiled. "I need help with spelling. And 
I thought that `cause it's Friday, it might be better."
"That would be good. Well, I need to ask my mommy but she'll say it's 
okay she likes it when I have friends over well I don't really have 
any friends over except for Xander but he doesn't count `cause he's a 
boy, and I'm talking too much again right?" Xander laughed at his 
friend. "Yep. And hey! I'm not a friend `cause I'm a boy?" He stuck 
his lip out, and imitated his best pout. Willow knew this pout. It 
was his "I'm-not-really-hurt-but-I'm-gonna-pout-anyway," face. She 
poked him in the side and he jumped and fell over. Buffy frowned at 
him. "You fall over a lot, don't you?" Xander jumped up as he 
blushed. "Nah not really. Just when people TICKLE ME!" He mock-glared 
at his best friend, and Willow turned her head to Buffy. "He's so 
weird. I try to ignore him when he's not giving me shiny nickels."