He Was Barely A Freshman
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
Chapters:
2
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Reviews:
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Category:
BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,632
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
He Was Barely A Freshman
Disclaimer: I own nothing here at all. I’ll leave that please for Joss and the others. However, I am going to borrow many characters for a while. The original characters belong to me.
Chapter 1
Beep…beep…beep. She slams her hand down on her alarm clock that wakes her signifying the start new new day. For me a new day means eight more hours of slinging burgers at the Doublemeat Palace and then more time spent taking care of her little sister Dawn. My name is Buffy Anne Summers and I was born on January 20, 1981.
Since my mother had died of an aneurysm a year ago I was left near-broke and a single parent. To make matters worse my father didn’t give a damn about anything having to do with my sister and me. As far as I was concerned Hank Summers was just a sperm-donor and my real father figure was a man named Rupert Giles.
Rupert Giles was the librarian during my years in Sunnydale High and had promptly quit and started an occult store name the Magic Box upon my departure so he could be available when I needed him.
I was once a flourishing high school student with a bright future and a high SAT score. My friend Xander Harris and Willow Rosenberg completed our little clique called the Scoobies. I was always dubbed a loser by the popular crowd until I started to date Riley Finn.
Riley Finn was everything a mother could have wanted. He was kind, courteous and he doted on me. However, as most people he had a dark side. After deciding that I didn’t love him enough he humiliated me by buying and sleeping with whores and telling me that they made him feel something and blaming me for making him cheat.
So now three years later at 21 I have a crappy job, haven’t been intimate since a one night stand about two years ago and I lack the fire that once burned so brightly inside.
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I’ve never been a good kid. I was always so rowdy and I never cared much for the rules of anything from monopoly to school. My name is William Connors and I was bon Fon Febru28, 28, 1988.
My family has always been a mess. I never knew my father because he left me mum the minute she tolm shm she was pregnant and shortly after I was 5 I figured out that my mum had a bit of a coke problem.
We were never rich so I would usually hear my mum ‘paying’ for her coke in the bedroom next to mine. Hell, my mum was so out of it most of the time that as I got older I was able to get a bit of whatever she had got from her dealers.
However, about ath ath ago my mum was so out of it that she couldn’t feel the coke anymore and just kept dosing. I came home from school and found her dead on the bathroom floor. This unfortunate event left me with no other and no place to stay so social services told me that they were shipping me off to my uncle in a town in California I have never even heard of.
They said that my uncle Angel would take care of me because he was my last living relative that was willing to take him in to his custody.
Apparently they had asked me grandpa and grandmum and they had adamantly refused.
So here I am on the way to some town that is too small to be on a bloody map and on my way to some uncle that I had never even heard of in my life.
My only thought is that this town will not know what hit them.
*Tell me if you like the story because I haven’t written in a long time and this may be a little rusty*
~*Jessi*~
Chapter 1
Beep…beep…beep. She slams her hand down on her alarm clock that wakes her signifying the start new new day. For me a new day means eight more hours of slinging burgers at the Doublemeat Palace and then more time spent taking care of her little sister Dawn. My name is Buffy Anne Summers and I was born on January 20, 1981.
Since my mother had died of an aneurysm a year ago I was left near-broke and a single parent. To make matters worse my father didn’t give a damn about anything having to do with my sister and me. As far as I was concerned Hank Summers was just a sperm-donor and my real father figure was a man named Rupert Giles.
Rupert Giles was the librarian during my years in Sunnydale High and had promptly quit and started an occult store name the Magic Box upon my departure so he could be available when I needed him.
I was once a flourishing high school student with a bright future and a high SAT score. My friend Xander Harris and Willow Rosenberg completed our little clique called the Scoobies. I was always dubbed a loser by the popular crowd until I started to date Riley Finn.
Riley Finn was everything a mother could have wanted. He was kind, courteous and he doted on me. However, as most people he had a dark side. After deciding that I didn’t love him enough he humiliated me by buying and sleeping with whores and telling me that they made him feel something and blaming me for making him cheat.
So now three years later at 21 I have a crappy job, haven’t been intimate since a one night stand about two years ago and I lack the fire that once burned so brightly inside.
_________________________________________________________________________
I’ve never been a good kid. I was always so rowdy and I never cared much for the rules of anything from monopoly to school. My name is William Connors and I was bon Fon Febru28, 28, 1988.
My family has always been a mess. I never knew my father because he left me mum the minute she tolm shm she was pregnant and shortly after I was 5 I figured out that my mum had a bit of a coke problem.
We were never rich so I would usually hear my mum ‘paying’ for her coke in the bedroom next to mine. Hell, my mum was so out of it most of the time that as I got older I was able to get a bit of whatever she had got from her dealers.
However, about ath ath ago my mum was so out of it that she couldn’t feel the coke anymore and just kept dosing. I came home from school and found her dead on the bathroom floor. This unfortunate event left me with no other and no place to stay so social services told me that they were shipping me off to my uncle in a town in California I have never even heard of.
They said that my uncle Angel would take care of me because he was my last living relative that was willing to take him in to his custody.
Apparently they had asked me grandpa and grandmum and they had adamantly refused.
So here I am on the way to some town that is too small to be on a bloody map and on my way to some uncle that I had never even heard of in my life.
My only thought is that this town will not know what hit them.
*Tell me if you like the story because I haven’t written in a long time and this may be a little rusty*
~*Jessi*~