After arguing with Wes the entire time we were followin' the little tinkerbell spell he finally gave in. Not that I was opposed to knockin' him one good and takin' off anyway. Wouldn't have been the first time. Needed him to find Tara and the only way The Immortal was gonna let us do that is if he was busy fryin' a bigger fish. Namely me. For as ( Read more... )

Hours - or maybe it was days - later my head was still pounding like someone was beating me with a hammer. It hurt and I was slightly thankful for the darkness because light would just make it that much worse ( Read more... )

I had two coffees in my hand, one kept returning to my lips and the other one was sort of bein' juggled between two hands as I tried to smoke a cigarette too. I figured I had shit for luck with the pizza I was bringin' Tara last night, might as well try coffee this time. 'Sides, I needed a serious caffeine injection because it was ten a.m. and ( Read more... )

Dinner with Faith the rest of the night was interesting to say the least. It was kind of nice though not to eat dinner alone or in my dorm, it even gave me the slightest idea that maybe Faith and I could be friends; even if we were a bit on the total opposite side of things ( Read more... )

Alright, so obviously I fucked something up earlier. It wasn't like I had a lot of experience in makin' nice with people. Slayer. She alone. Blah blah blah, Wes made me memorize that speech with how often he'd said to me over the years. But honestly, the fact that I had no friends didn't really have much to do with me bein' the slayer. More to do ( Read more... )

I got up to my roommates alarm yet again this morning, she gets up an hour before I have to even think of getting up. I’m really going to have to talk to her about not leaving it blaring till I get up to turn it off. It’s really not fair ( Read more... )

"Good luck with your tests you two."Quirking up an eyebrow I had to work wicked hard not to keep the slight smirk off of my face. Good luck with your tests? I almost groaned cause he knew I hated it when he pulled this shit. I liked the way we were most of the time. Me and Wes, pretending that we only tolerated eachother ( Read more... )

I was slightly worried about Faith contacting this Mclay girl. It wasn't that I didn't trust her to be subtle about it and... I'm a liar. That's exactly it. I didn't trust her in that aspect. Because if there was something Faith didn't have it was subtlety. And finesse. And how to handle the more shy people of humanity. Quite frankly, I think at ( Read more... )

Biting my lip I looked around my dorm room for my new leather jacket, I know I hung it up when I came from class last night. I put it on the back of my desk chair and it should still be there. But it wasn’t ( Read more... )

"Alright, that's it." I called out angrily announcing my presence as I tossed my jacket down on Wesley's couch. "No more nice slayer. The Immortal is fucking dust in the wind ( Read more... )