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"I trust you young ladies both slept
well last night," Giles said as he walked into the dining room where Buffy
and Willow were having breakfast.
"We did," Buffy replied, though it
was far from the truth. Even with as tired as she'd been, Buffy had found sleep
almost impossible after the events of the night. She had tossed and turned,
finding any sleep at all only in short, fitful dozes.
"Did William find you last night?"
Giles asked. "He came by around nine o'clock, asking for you. I told him
you were at the party."
"He was there," Buffy replied.
"But he didn't find me�he found Cecily."
Giles gasped slightly. "Cecily Underwood? Are you certain? He seemed quite
determined to speak to you specifically."
"Well, apparently that was before he
got all lip-locky with Cecily," Buffy replied.
"Because that's what he was doing there."
"Are you positive that's what you
saw?" Giles asked with a frown.
"Yes. It's not really something I could
forget, Giles," Buffy replied.
"I'm sorry, Buffy," Giles said.
"If I had any idea William was going to do that, I never would have sent
him. But he seemed so desperate to see you�"
"It's not your fault," Buffy told
him. "You had no way of knowing William was going to be such a�"
Buffy frowned. "Well, such a seventeen-year-old boy."
"Still, I am sorry. I'm sorry that
you're hurting."
"Thanks, Giles, but I really am doing
okay. And Willow and I are going shopping later, so I can just spend these
blues right away."
Giles had been around long enough to
recognize the lie for what it was, but he let it stand for the time being.
"All right then. But if you need me for anything, I am here."
"I know."
He patted her shoulder. "I have some
work to do, but you can call me if you need to. Have a good day, both of
you."
"Thanks Giles�you,
too."
Giles walked out of the dining room, his
brow creasing as he tried to figure out exactly how William had gone from
standing on his doorstep desperate to see Buffy to kissing Cecily.
Something didn't add up.

***
*** ***
"William, darling, are you in
here?"
William rolled over at the sound of his
mother's voice on the other side of his bedroom door. He guessed it must be
Sunday since she'd called and told him that was when she'd be back, though the
past couple of days had been pretty much a blur. He said nothing, not wishing
to speak to anyone.
"William? Sweetheart?"
The door opened, his mother poking her head in. She gasped when she saw her
son, hurrying over to the side of the bed, sitting down. "Are you all
right?"
"Not particularly," William
muttered.
"What happened? Are you ill?"
"Maybe. I don't know."
His mother looked him over, taking in his
disheveled appearance and red-rimmed eyes. "You've broken up with your
girlfriend, haven't you?"
"She never wants to see me again,"
William replied. "Never�"
"Oh my poor boy," his mother said,
reaching out to stroke his hair. "What happened?"
"I don't know. She thinks I thought
something that I don't think at all, and I tried to explain, but she wouldn't
listen, and now she's just gone�" William replied, a lump forming in his
throat.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I know she
meant a lot to you. And that the two of you were�very
close."
William sat up, looking at his mother in suspicion.
"What do you mean by that?"
"William, Kathleen found a pair of
women's underwear in your sheets quite a few days ago when she was doing the
wash. I assumed they were not yours."
William blushed a
deep red. "Mother, I�I'm sorry, I didn't�"
"Dearest, it's all right," his
mother said with a small smile. "I'm not going to lie and say it puts me
at ease thinking of my teenaged son in a physical relationship, but I'm not so
na�ve as to think such things don't happen. I was young once myself,
you know. I was seventeen when I met your father�"
William's face went from red to pale. "Mother! Please!"
She held up her hands. "All right, I
won't say anything else. Just letting you know you weren't really pulling
anything over on your mother, young man."
The blush returned. "I didn't mean for
things to get the way they did with Buffy. It just�"
"Happened. I know, William. I do need to ask, though�did you
use protection?"
William squirmed slightly, unable to believe
he was actually having this conversation with his mother. And how was she
saying these things with a completely normal expression? "Yes, we did.
Buffy uses birth control pills." He looked away from her as he spoke.
"At least you were being responsible.
That's the most a mother can really hope for, I suppose." She patted her
son's leg. "When did you break up?"
"Wednesday. I tried to find her Friday and tell her how I feel,
hoping I'd get her back, but she didn't want to listen. Didn't
even want to have me around."
"What did you do?"
"I upset her, I guess, but she
misunderstood what I was saying and wouldn't let me explain."
"If it was a misunderstanding, can't
you just talk to her, tell her what really happened?"
"Tried. She wouldn't let me." William sighed.
"She's not interested in me, Mother. Not anymore. There's a boy back in
California, I suppose she still has feelings for him."
"Did she tell you this?"
"No."
His mother frowned. "So how do you
know?"
"I just know. I really don't wish to
talk about it."
"William, honey, I really believe you
need to speak to Buffy, see what you can do to straighten all this out."
"I tried! She won't listen. How can I
talk to her if she won't have anything to do with me?"
She pushed his hair away from his forehead.
"Try one more time, William. Perhaps she has softened in her anger towards
you."
"I've tried enough. I knew she wouldn't
stick around anyway. Why should she? I'm just poor, pathetic William the Bloody
Awful Poet."
"You are far from pathetic."
"You have to say that 'cause you're my
mum," William muttered.
"No, I don't. And I'm not. I'm saying
that because I'm the mother of a wonderful boy. And really, I do think you
should try to speak to Buffy again."
William looked away. "I don't want to
talk about this anymore. How are Winifred and Wesley?"
His mother frowned, but decided not to press
the subject any further. The boy could be as stubborn as his father sometimes�

***
*** ***
The first thing Buffy
noticed when she showed up at school Monday was how many people looked at her
and laughed. She had looked in the mirror before she'd left the house and knew
she didn't have anything embarrassing on her. So why were they doing that?
She got her answer when she walked into the
building. The halls were covered in papers�photocopied police reports, tabloid stories,
and pictures. She snatched one picture off the wall of her in a particularly
compromising position and tears formed in her eyes before she crumpled it into
a ball, throwing it to the ground in anger. She marched over to her locker,
stopping short when she saw what was written on it.
Whore. In bright, red letters.
"Look over there, it's Slutty
Summers," she heard someone sneer from behind her. "I heard she was a
porn star back in the States."
"I heard she's a total nymphomaniac and
tries to have sex with every bloke she sees."
"I bet she has all sorts of
diseases."
Buffy refused to turn and look around, even
as the girls burst into a fit of giggles. She opened her locker and got out her
books before shutting it back and walking with her head up high to her first
class.
They would not break her.

***
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Buffy hadn't been in her first class of the
day very long at all before she was called to the office. She sighed, preparing
to pack her bags for another suspension�or expulsion. If history had taught her
anything, it was that the school administration would always place the blame on
her, even when in fact, she was the victim.
She stopped short, her eyes widening, when
she walked into the headmaster's office and saw that Cecily was there as well.
The headmaster looked up, waving Buffy in. "Please, Miss Summers, have a
seat."
Buffy did as she was told, inching to the
far side of her chair so she could be as far as possible from Cecily. Just
being in the same room with the brunette made her feel ill.
The headmaster cleared his throat, leaning
slightly forward with his hands clasped on his desk. "Now, I know that
you're both aware of the incident that occurred this morning regarding a redecorating of our halls."
Cecily flipped her hair. "I certainly
don't see why I have to be here for that.
If Buffy feels the need to advertise her 'talents' in our school�"
"Silence, Miss Underwood!" the
headmaster snapped. Cecily slunk back in her seat, fear obvious on her face
now. "You are here because surveillance tapes from last night clearly show you not only as the culprit
of this heinous, inexcusable prank, but also breaking into the building in
order to do it. These are actions we will not condone at our institution.
Furthermore, your continued harassment as well as tendency to display personal,
private files�that you no doubt obtained in an unacceptable manner�pertaining
to Miss Summers has put you and your family in a position to face serious legal
action, which would bring nothing but negative attention to our school and
distraction to the other students."
"It�it was just a joke!" Cecily
protested. "It wasn't a big deal."
"It was cruel, Miss Underwood,"
the headmaster snapped. "Some jokes are simply not humorous, and this is
one of them. What you have done to Miss Summers is horrendous, as is your
complete lack of remorse. The qualities you have displayed are not ones that we
look for in the girls we educate here. There is an officer waiting outside to
escort you to gather your things and then off of campus. You are not welcome
back."
Cecily gaped. "I'm�I'm expelled?"
"Yes," the headmaster responded
simply.
"You�you can't do this! I'll never get
into Cambridge with this on my record!"
"You should have thought of your
ambitions before jeopardizing them all with your unintelligent actions, Miss
Underwood. It appears that your continued torment of Miss Summers was more
important to you than anything else, and you shall now pay the price for such
behavior. You are dismissed."
"No! This isn't fair! Buffy attacked me
last week, and she only got a three day suspension! How can I get expelled for
this?" Cecily screeched.
"Last Wednesday was Miss Summers' first
disciplinary problem since arriving here, and in light of recent events, I have
no doubt in my mind that she was provoked. This is far from yours, Miss Underwood. Now please, you can either leave
campus under your own power or you can be forcibly removed. It's your
choice."
Cecily stood up, flipping her hair
haughtily. "Fine. I'll leave." She turned to
Buffy, her face and voice menacing. "Don't think I'll let you get away
with this."
"Miss Underwood!" the headmaster
exclaimed. "That threat you just made to Miss Summers is noted should her
guardian, Mr. Giles, decide to pursue legal actions regarding your continued
harassment of Miss Summers."
Cecily blinked. "What?"
"Means if you don't leave me alone,
we're going to sue your skanky ass," Buffy replied with a smug smile.
"And under such circumstances, the
matter of breaking into the school may merit further attention," the headmaster
added. "In which case, time in jail may be a very real possibility."
At that, Cecily said nothing more, simply
paling as she hurried from the office.
"Well, I can't say that didn't just make
my morning�'cause it did�but can I ask why I was called to the office?" Buffy asked once Cecily was gone.
"I spoke this morning to Mr. Giles
regarding this incident. He said you may wish to be present for the
disciplinary actions against Miss Underwood."
"And he was way right," Buffy
said. She cleared her throat. "Thank you."
"You were made a victim here, Miss
Summers, and for that I am deeply sorry. This is not the sort of environment we
wish for our students here. Whatever your problems may have been in the past,
you have been an exemplary student since your first day here. Your grades and
your attitude have been impressive, and I have noticed in you a kindness that
is not present in Miss Underwood or any of her social group. Where they
tormented Miss Rosenberg, you have befriended her, bringing out a marked
improvement in the girl's mood. These are things we recognize here and reward.
Miss Underwood's behavior was nothing above that of a common hoodlum, and that
we do not reward. And please, do not
hesitate to come to me should anyone harass you further regarding this or any
matter. We shall have no tolerance for that at all."
Buffy blinked for a moment. She was a model
student? Whoa� "Thank you," she said softly.
"It is my pleasure, Miss Summers. You are
a very bright girl, and we are proud to have you here at our fine institution.
Now please return to class."
Buffy stood. "Thank you again,"
she said quickly before exiting the office.
She walked back to class with a smile on her
face.

***
*** ***
Buffy went straight to Giles's library after
school, finding him there at his desk. "The strangest thing happened to me
today," she said, getting his attention. "Granted, this morning as
pretty strange finding my life's history plastered to the walls, but after
that, I was called into the office to watch Cecily Underwood expelled. Any thoughts on that?"
"I did warn the Underwoods,"
Giles replied. "See Buffy, I give a rather large charitable donation every
year to the school. Should Cecily have been allowed to remain there, those
donations would cease."
"You blackmailed the school to get
Cecily out? For me? You're like the coolest dad
ever!" Buffy exclaimed, running over to Giles and throwing her arms around
him.
Giles's smile was almost embarrassed as he
returned Buffy's sudden embrace. "Yes, well, I couldn't allow her to
continue in such a manner. It was interfering with your education."
Buffy pulled up, slapping him lightly on the
shoulder. "Bah. You did it 'cause you wanted to get back at Cecily for
picking on me."
"Yes, well, I suppose that may have had
something to do with it," Giles
replied, taking off his glasses.
"See�the best." Buffy kissed his
cheek, making him blush. "Really, thank you. For everything you've
done."
"I'm happy to, Buffy. And Cecily did have
it coming."
"Boy did she
ever." Buffy stepped back. "I'll let you get back to your work now.
See you later, Giles."
"All right, Buffy. Let me know if you
need me for anything."
"I will."
Giles watched Buffy go, hoping this was only
the first of things to get better in her life. The other thing he was wishing
would correct itself may take more time, but as of that afternoon, steps had
been made. He'd just have to cross his fingers and pray that everything worked
out for the best.

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See�I am working on fixing stuff.
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