heard that you can't fight love so I won't complain

[_dawnie_]

Wow, I got a secret Valentine in my locker from Avasa today. It wasn't signed, but I know it was from him. It was just a note that said, Did my heart love 'til now?

He's so awesome. I wanted to go find him and kiss him until he... squeaked, or something, but I'd never do anything to get him in trouble at work. 'Cause I know other people would

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[_dawnie_]

I get up from my desk and open the window. It's so cute how Jordy can never manage to use the door. "Hey, you. Wanna come in?" I step back so he can climb through.

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I take his hand and tug him over to the bed, sitting down on the end of it next to him. "What's wrong? Who's planning to kill you? Eric cause you got the part instead of him?"

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"Jordy?" I point out. "You guys are in the play together. You're going to have to kiss a lot more. She was probably just... startled or something."

I try to look at him objectively. He's cute, but true, most seventeen-year old girls wouldn't date a fifteen-year-old. That's just kinda how it is.

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"Usually hugging is a good thing," I tell him. "So you two talked and stuff is okay now?" I ask.

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I perk up. "You could? Now that's interesting."

Faith and Oz? Faith and Oz? Faith and Oz??? I smirk. "Hmm, I wonder if something's going on there. I never would've put those two together."

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"You'll like her. She's cool. Once when she was visiting she took me to the Bronze... well, her and Buffy did." I pause. "And I didn't think Faith wore perfume at all, so... Hmm."

Interesting.

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I tuck one foot underneath my knee, frowning just a little. And not because of what he said about a pack. Not that I entirely understand, but he's a werewolf. It would make sense. I let that go for now, and say, "The reason why they kidnapped me is...."

I pause, not sure how to say it, or if I should say it.

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"This is going to sound insane, and you can't tell anyone, okay?" I can't look at him. "I'm not...really a person. I mean, I wasn't." I pause for a breath. "I'm really an energy mass that's like, several hundred years old. A dimensional Key." I glance sideways at him to see how he's taking this; I really can't tell. "A bunch of monks sent me here to get me away from an evil hell goddess who wanted to use me to open her dimension, and... I was sent to the Slayer to protect. As her sister."

I have tears in my eyes. I've never told anyone this. Well, Avasa knows, but he knew without me having to tell him, because of what he is.

[_dawnie_]

I take my time wiping my face, still a little embarrassed but not as bad as I would've been if it was anyone else, probably. "Thanks," I say again, holding the soggy wad of Kleenex in my lap. My face feels stiff and kinda puffy. Meltdown. I guess everything that's happened lately is hitting me now.

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I lay back on the bed, pulling my legs up. Suddenly I'm so tired. My left eye is twitching; absently I touch it to try and make it stop. "Jordy?" I say.