First Tara/Lindsey ficlet
Name: The Bus Station
Rating: G
The Bus Station:
The bus station in Los Angeles was strangely filled with activity. People rushed by with a child on every arm and a third one running around their legs. There were screams from small babies, the cigarette smoke from an old man smelled throughout the station, even though it was illegal to smoke.
Lindsey muttered absently and muttered something about the health and complaint to himself. His car had broke down yesterday, which forced him to take the bus to work. He brushed the hair away from his forehead, even though it was totally unnecessary, and brushed some dirt from his very expensive pants.
Suddenly he saw a blonde woman sitting a few metres away from him, looking gloomy, looking at her hands, sitting on one of the endless seats. She looked just like the kind of girl that had a husband or a few children, if she only had been a few years older.
The blonde/brown hair was slightly darker than that coloured shit that most women were into these days and there was just this... naturalness about her that made it worth to look at her a little more closely.
Natural people were rare in Lindsey's world. Where ever he turned he saw women maked up to their teeth and heels higher than Empire State Building. This girl was special; therefore it bothered him that she looked so sad. He wasn't the only one that had noticed her, she had to know that there would be millions that would want her, then why did she just look like she had lost her puppy?
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Tara had noticed the handsome man, staring at her, studying her like a mildly interesting TV program. She tried not to stare back at him; it seemed awkward and weird doing so. She guessed that when she did look at him, maybe her eyes lingered a little bit more than they should have, maybe he noticed?
Tara returned to watch her hands, but now it was so boring compared to the stranger.
He looked so out of place. He had a fancy suit, probably cost more than Tara made in a year. Every hair on his head sat perfectly. But still he sat there, on the bus station, together with millions of people who barely had half of what he had on his bank account.
That was what made him so interesting.
In that second, Tara noticed that she had been caught in the act, with her staring. Instead of looking like a deer caught in red lights, she smiled vaguely to him, made a slight blush and returned to watching her hands.
It wasn't until moments later that she realized that the man had mysteriously moved away. Tara tried to look for him, without bending too much with her head so that people noticed, but she couldn't find him.
"Looking for anyone, Miss?" a voice asked beside her which startled her and felt her breath stop for a second.
She turned around quickly and saw the handsome man smile at her with striking lots of confidence. She wasn't surprised.
"N-no..." Tara blushed again and she somehow sighed. She didn't know why she sighed, she just felt like sighing.
Her thoughts travelled back to Willow, back in Sunnydale for a moment, it felt odd to think of her. She hadn't seen her in two weeks but it felt like a small life time ago that they had been together. Tara guessed her heart still ached over her.
"I'm Lindsey."
"I'm Tara." she replied and shook his hand.
Maybe with some time that aching heart would heal.
THE END.
Rating: G
The Bus Station:
The bus station in Los Angeles was strangely filled with activity. People rushed by with a child on every arm and a third one running around their legs. There were screams from small babies, the cigarette smoke from an old man smelled throughout the station, even though it was illegal to smoke.
Lindsey muttered absently and muttered something about the health and complaint to himself. His car had broke down yesterday, which forced him to take the bus to work. He brushed the hair away from his forehead, even though it was totally unnecessary, and brushed some dirt from his very expensive pants.
Suddenly he saw a blonde woman sitting a few metres away from him, looking gloomy, looking at her hands, sitting on one of the endless seats. She looked just like the kind of girl that had a husband or a few children, if she only had been a few years older.
The blonde/brown hair was slightly darker than that coloured shit that most women were into these days and there was just this... naturalness about her that made it worth to look at her a little more closely.
Natural people were rare in Lindsey's world. Where ever he turned he saw women maked up to their teeth and heels higher than Empire State Building. This girl was special; therefore it bothered him that she looked so sad. He wasn't the only one that had noticed her, she had to know that there would be millions that would want her, then why did she just look like she had lost her puppy?
****
Tara had noticed the handsome man, staring at her, studying her like a mildly interesting TV program. She tried not to stare back at him; it seemed awkward and weird doing so. She guessed that when she did look at him, maybe her eyes lingered a little bit more than they should have, maybe he noticed?
Tara returned to watch her hands, but now it was so boring compared to the stranger.
He looked so out of place. He had a fancy suit, probably cost more than Tara made in a year. Every hair on his head sat perfectly. But still he sat there, on the bus station, together with millions of people who barely had half of what he had on his bank account.
That was what made him so interesting.
In that second, Tara noticed that she had been caught in the act, with her staring. Instead of looking like a deer caught in red lights, she smiled vaguely to him, made a slight blush and returned to watching her hands.
It wasn't until moments later that she realized that the man had mysteriously moved away. Tara tried to look for him, without bending too much with her head so that people noticed, but she couldn't find him.
"Looking for anyone, Miss?" a voice asked beside her which startled her and felt her breath stop for a second.
She turned around quickly and saw the handsome man smile at her with striking lots of confidence. She wasn't surprised.
"N-no..." Tara blushed again and she somehow sighed. She didn't know why she sighed, she just felt like sighing.
Her thoughts travelled back to Willow, back in Sunnydale for a moment, it felt odd to think of her. She hadn't seen her in two weeks but it felt like a small life time ago that they had been together. Tara guessed her heart still ached over her.
"I'm Lindsey."
"I'm Tara." she replied and shook his hand.
Maybe with some time that aching heart would heal.
THE END.