Fic: Exquisitely Bored -Revamped and reformed version: Prolog.

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Title: Exquisitely Bored
Author: C. Clarke
Prolog: Journal
Rating R maybe light NC-17 later on.
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: In an alternative world Willow is the Slayer and she and her Father
just moved to Sunnydale. Life long friends Cordelia and Buffy run head long
into the new slayer in town.
Warning: Love and sex between two women, don't like it don't read it.
Special Thanks - Special thanks go to AleXander Thompson whose transcripts
made this story possible. 
And More Thanks - To my goddess Cheryl Hill and Dysfunctional Girl.
Feedback - Desperately, only please don't hurt me too bad I have a fragile
ego as it is.

Prolog

>From the journal of Buffy Anne Summers, February 2, 1997

Ok, here it goes. Great start huh? Well let's see, what am I doing? Starting
a journal. Why? Because my freak of a step-dad wanted me to record my
thoughts for future generations. You have to understand, Giles has got this
whole serious librarian thing going. British librarian at that. You see my
father, Hank (I haven't called him Dad in years.) left my mom in this Podunk
town when I was 3, to find himself. 

Apparently my dads 'self' was at a rich law firm in LA, Wolfman and Hart. He
does pay child support but I don't think he even remembers my name. In case
you are wondering, Giles promised me no one would ever look at this diary
until I am dead or 30 or something. Most importantly, Giles promised not to
read my journal like ever. For all Giles faults he has never lied to me,
unlike my real dad.

Back to the story. It was just Mom and me. She runs a small art gallery
downtown. Then about 7 years ago she met my stepfather. He took a job as the
high school librarian. Giles is actually kinda neat; I just don't want him
to hear me say that. He makes mom happy and she hadn't been happy in a long
time. 

Enough setup, fast forward. I'm in high school. A sophomore. I am also a
cheerleader along with my best friend Cordelia Chase. We have been best
friends since we were 5. We became friends when Xander Harris stole her
Barbie. I chased him around the playground and beat him up so he would give
it back. Xander Harris comes from the other side of town. The rich side. His
father owns a series of car sales places. You buy a car in Sunnydale you buy
it from Mr. Harris. 

Xander's also like the most popular boy in town. Personally, I don't get it.
He is cute but not gorgeous. He doesn't play any sports. No hold that, he
plays putt-putt golf. I guess it's the whole rich and well-dressed thing
that makes him popular. Plus he always has a new car. 

If you haven't guessed already I never liked Xander, but Cordelia does. She
is "SO" in lust. She gets choked up whenever he walks in the room. If I
thought it would help I would beat him up and make him take her out. Only I
know Cordy would kill me. So she just watches from a far. That and draws
pictures of him. 

Which brings me to my next subject, Cordelia. She is great. I love her. She
is on the cheerleading squad with me. She's great at it, though I had to
make her try out. Cordy is kinda of shy. Which really just pisses me off.
She is so talented at almost everything. But art is what she is best at.
You'll never find a better artist. She can draw anything, only she never
likes anyone to know that she can draw. 

Cordy's got this weird thing with her dad; she's terrified that her dad will
find out she's an artist. Exactly why this should wig her dad I am not sure.
I just know Cordy becomes terrified when he and a number 2 pencil are in the
same room at the same time.

Her dad is out of work and he and her mom drink, like a lot! Cordy stays at
my house most of the time, which leads to another problem. You see when I
say I love Cordy; well, I mean I love her, love her. I mean I love her and
not like a friend love her. Well, I do love her as a friend too. Bet I could
vague that up some more if I tried. Truth is I 'm kinda confused about it
all too. But I'm 16, what do you expect? All I know is that as long as Cordy
has loved Xander I have been in love with Cordy. 

Yeah, great, and if the squad found out I would be kicked off cheerleading
or banned from the locker room. Honestly I don't know what would really
happen. I don't want to find out. 

Well, there it is the story of my life. Not even worth a post card, much
less a diary. 

Then again, Giles doesn't really want to hear about my life. He gave me the
journal because she came and my world turned upside down. Her name is Willow
Rosenberg. All red hair and a sweet smile. I will never forget the first
time we met. She was standing by the water fountain getting a drink. I was
suffering under the babble that is Harmony. I wasn't really paying
attention. I spend most of my time trying to forget Harmony and I walk on
the same
planet. So I was walking along with Harmony when I realized she had stopped
at the fountain.

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"Hey new kid, are you done with that?"
"Ah who me?" 
"Yeah you, nerd, by the way I love the dress."
"My mom picked it out." 
"Glad to see you've seen the softer side of Sears."

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>From the journal of Willow Rosenberg. February 2,1997 

Giles gave me this new leather covered diary. He told me it was my duty as
the Slayer. I've read lots of watcher diaries. Most are mind-numbingly
boring but I have never read a slayer's journal, yet. Then again most of the
Slayers before the 1850's never learned to read. The others, I suspect never
lived long enough to fill in their name much less a journal. Well, maybe
I'll be one of the lucky ones. 

Hum, where to start? The Beginning I guess. I once lived in LA with my
parents. I went to Hemery High. I was in the chess and computer club. I am
your basic nerd. Then Merrick came. He said I was the chosen one. The
Slayer.
In theory if you are reading this you already know about watchers and
slayers, that or you're the little guys with the white coats come to take me
away, Oh My Oh Me- I love that song. 

All right back to the story, well, after Merrick there was a lot of drama. I
found out Vampires were real. Learned to kill them. I burned down the gym,
twice. In my defense, it was full of Vampires. The second time I burned it
down was for the same reason. After, I was kicked out of school. I mentioned
the gym thing already, right? My parents, who were always fighting anyway,
divorced. My acts of vandalism didn't help, I think it was the last straw
in their marriage. 

My parents are your average Jewish liberals. Ok, average depends on your
point of view but I think they're pretty normal. They're both college
professors. My mom teaches cultural anthropology at UCLA and my dad teaches
archeology at UC Sunnydale. Well he teaches at UCS now! He did teach at UCLA
but they had cost cuts and they asked my dad to come to Sunnydale. 

They lost the resident professor of archeology in Sunnydale to a vampire. I
hacked into the coroners' office for this information. They claimed it was a
neck rupture. I know a Vampire's bite when I see one.

Dad and I moved to Sunnydale. I was all for it. Merrick had died. I was
kicked out of school. I just wanted to be a normal girl. Go back to being
net girl. I like being the nerd instead of super slayer. 

I started school at Sunnydale High after promising dad not to get thrown out
of this school. I went in to meet the schools principal, Bob Flukie. He
seems nice but stuck in the 60's. Anyway he gives me this whole speech about
getting a new start at Sunnydale and rips up my transfer papers. Then he
tapes it back together. Don't know what that was about. Then he reads it. He
gets to the burn down the gym part. He looks at me, then the paper, then me
and then he says in a dead pan voice, "It was a chemistry experiment gone
wrong, wasn't it?"

I just shrugged. The bottom line of our "little talk" was he thought I
should wait until next year to take chemistry. From there the day went
downhill. 

First, I bump into this girl. She was really pretty, dark haired but she was
a cheerleader. When I bumped into her I dropped my bag. One of my stakes
fell out and I didn't notice it at that time. Not until she gave it back to
me later. 
Then I go to class, only I don't have a book so I end up sharing with this
guy, Xander Harris. His jokes were all groaners but we hit it off. I thought
that we might move into that potential friend area. He showed me to the
library to get a book of my own. That is when I meet Giles. 

I should have had a clue he was a watcher. All that tweed and British
accent. So I ask him for my class book and he throws down this big old
VAMPYR book. I freak! I freak so bad I ran out of the library. 

On top of all this, I go to the water fountain to calm down when this
annoying blond cheerleader comes over and insults my wardrobe. And you know
half the school is watching while she is raging my clothes. Then while the
future Miss March is playing Vogue princess of the fountain, I look at the
cheerleader with her and I noticed that she is actually angry. And not at
me. She is hiding it but I can tell. It's a slayer thing.

Anyway, Harmony, that is the annoying bitch's name, storms off saying,
"Coming, Buffy?" Then Buffy shocks me even more she stands there with this
killer smile and says, "Later Harm." 

Everyone else just disappears, or I was too stunned to notice them, anyway
Buffy says," I am sorry about that. Harm is a world unto herself. Just
ignore her. God knows I try to. It is good to have you here at Sunnydale."
Then she disappears down the hall, which was good for me, I had stopped
breathing. 

Nothing big happened until lunchtime. I have these classes to catch up on.
Getting kicked out does that. The school counselor, I won't even begin to
tell you what she had to say about my permanent record, anyway, she told me
that Cordelia Chase was a great tutor. So I saw her outside all alone eating
yogurt. I book over and ask, "Hello you're Cordelia right?" Not original I
know. 

"Yes, why?" 

"Ms. Dennis said you might be able to help me catch up on my schoolwork. I'm
Willow by the way. I'm new." 

"Oh, Ms Dennis did say something to me this morning, though I expected... "
Then she stops in mid-sentence. I know what is on my records so I can guess
what she thinks. So I say: "To be wearing more leather, and chain smoking." 

"Yes," she says and then takes a huge breath. Cordelia has a great smile. I
really liked her at this point.

"Willow I would love to help you catch up. I have a free 6th period, we
could meet in the library." 

Then I panic. I go into babble mode. "Or not, we could meet some place
quieter, I mean louder. It is just the library gives me the wiggins."

"Most of the kids here feel the same. I just love the library. Mr. Giles has
all these old books and am I the single most dullest person you've ever
met." 

"No, I love books too. But I am surprised; you're a cheerleader. I thought -
" And this time I stopped and held my breath. Cordelia just laughed and
finished for me.

" - We were all bubble-headed bleach blondes who don't have a brain cell
between us. Yeah, unfortunately I know what you mean." 

"Bubble-headed bleach blond - we are speaking about Harmony, right?" Buffy
said as she and a nice looking guy came up and sat down beside her. 

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"Harmony would be a good example, but we were talking about cheerleaders in
general." Cordelia answered.

"Well, Buffy's not got a natural blond hair on her head and Cordy is a major
non blond, They get points for that, right?" Jesse joked as he playfully
poked Buffy. 

"Willow, this joker is Jesse and the not-so-natural blond is - "

"Hey, I think we have already met. I'm Buffy, just for the record. And
Jesse, I could be blond, like dishwater blond," the cheerleader said,
punching her friend in the arm.

Cordelia gave Buffy a funny look. Jesse continued to play with Buffy's hair.
In silent answer to Cordy's eyebrow question Buffy added "Willow met Harmony
during one of her fashion reviews. "

"I think you mean fascist review," Jesse said.

"Don't let her get to you, Willow, she has to exercise that one brain cell
or it will freeze up." Cordelia laughed. "Oh an by the way you dropped this,
are you taking woodshop?"

"Maybe?" Willow replied quickly taking the stake and hiding it. "I like
wood." She added trying to cover herself.

"Hey, I have a great idea why don't you come to the Bronze with us tonight?"
Buffy asked enthusiastically. 

"The Bronze?" Willow responded glad the subject of wood had ended.

"A club, it's the only happening place in town. But it's in the bad end of
town." Buffy explained.

"Where's that? "Willow asked.

"About a block away from the good side of town". Cordelia added, "We don't
have a lot of town here" 

"What do you expect from a one Starbucks kind of town." Jesse commented.

It was at this point that Harmony descended on them. "Well I see some of us
are downwardly mobile. Anyway I just came by to tell you that gym is
canceled today due to the extreme dead guy in the locker room.


"How did he die, were there marks?" Willow said trying to hid her panic but
failing badly.

" Morbid much, I didn't see him." With that Harmony waddled off.

" I have to go someplace to do something which is not at all to do with, ah
never mind I gotta book."

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So I ran. It took me a little while and a picked lock but I got in to see
the dead guy in the locker room. As a slayer it took me a short period of
time to figure out that it's sometimes better to pick locks than to break
them. Especially if you don't wish people to know you have broke in when you
weren't really meant to be there in the first place. 

The dead guy was killed by a vamp. Big surprise, right!

Since it was my first day and I was all set to be normal girl I was pissed-
bigtime. You know what they say about red heads? Well don't know about other
people but it's true for me. So I storm off to the library.

Oh wait, dad is calling me down to dinner have to get back to you Mr. Dairy.




"I wear the cheese it does not wear me." Bald Man, Buffy the Vampire Slayer.