High School Highs and Lows

Title: High School Highs and Lows

Pairing: Buffy/Faith

Summary: Faith has a secret that prevents her from being intimate. Will Buffy finally be the girl to get Faith to open up?

Notes: Faith has a certain medical condition below the waist.

Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or any of its affiliated sources, characters, or concepts. Don’t own any of this. I don’t profit from the BtVS series. I’m just having fun.

Faith pulled up to the curb in front of Buffy’s house and checked herself out in the rear view mirror before getting out of her car. She walked up the pathway and pressed the doorbell. Dawn opened the door, looking at Faith curiously. “Hello,”

“Hey,” Faith smiled. “Is B around?” she asked.

Dawn nodded, taking a step back. “You’re the girl she was talking about on the phone with one of her friend’s earlier.”

Faith laughed. “She was talking about me?” she asked, curiously.

“Yeah, you’re the one taking her out to dinner, right?” Dawn asked, shutting the door.

“Yeah,” Faith nodded. “That’d be me,” she answered. “But it’s dinner at my house.” She explained.

“She’s upstairs,” Dawn said, walking into the living room.

“Should I just go up?” Faith asked, hesitantly.

“Yeah,” Dawn replied, sitting down on the floor in front of the coffee table and working on her homework. The baby was in its carrier next to her.

“Alright,” Faith said, heading for the stairs and slowly walking up them. She assumed the room with the music coming from it must be Buffy’s. “B,” she said, walking over to the door that was half way open. Buffy’s back was to the door and she was only wearing a bra and panties. Faith’s eyes widened in surprise and she knew that she shouldn’t be looking but she couldn’t help herself. She swallowed hard, knowing she was being kind of pervy. She took several steps back, trying to push down the desire she felt. “B!” she said, louder. The music stopped and Buffy walked over to her door. “I’ll be right down.” She replied. “Alright,” Faith answered and walked back downstairs and joined Dawn in the living room. “What are you working on?”

Dawn looked up. “Math homework,” she replied.

“Are you good at math?” Faith asked, sitting down in a chair.

Dawn nodded. “Yeah,” she replied, looking over at Faith.

“Think you could do mine for me?” Faith asked, jokingly.

“Sure.” Dawn smiled.

Faith laughed. “I’m holding you at your word,” she said, the baby began to cry and Faith picked her up, putting the pacifier in Grace’s mouth.

“That thing is really annoying,” Dawn said, rolling her eyes.

“I know but we only have to keep it for one week.” Faith replied. “Is Buffy having you babysit her?”

“She gave me ten dollars.” Dawn answered.

“What grade are you in?” Faith asked, hoping this baby would stop crying soon.

“The fifth grade,” Dawn replied.

“Do you like it?” Faith asked.

Dawn shrugged. “It’s alright.

(----)

“Mom where are you?” Buffy asked, talking into her cellphone.

“I’m on the way home right now. I just have to pick up something to eat. Doublemeat Palace sound good?” Joyce asked.

“I’m having dinner at a friend’s and we can’t leave until you get here.” Buffy replied.

“Okay, I’ll be home soon but I don’t want you leaving until I get there Buffy.” Joyce said, warningly.

“I won’t,” she replied, rolling her eyes. “Bye,” she said, ending the call. Buffy walked downstairs and into the living room.  Faith was putting the now quiet baby back into her carrier. “That was my mom she has to make a stop at Doublemeat Palace but she’ll be home soon.” Buffy explained.

Faith nodded, sitting back down in the chair. “That’s alright.” She replied.

“I’m really sorry,” Buffy said genuinely apologetic.

“It’s alright B, really,” Faith smiled. “I’m having fun talking to Dawn.”

(----)

Joyce walked inside her house. “Girls I’m home.” She called out, walking into the living room.

“Hey,” Buffy said, standing up from the couch clearly ready to go.

Joyce held up the large to-go bag. “Dawn go put this on plates for us.”

“Alright,” Dawn said, taking the bag and walked into the kitchen.

Faith stood up from the chair. “Hi,”

“So you’re Buffy’s friend?” Joyce asked, curiously, getting a good look at Faith. She looked like she might be trouble but Joyce didn’t want to judge a book by its cover.

“Mom this is Faith,” Buffy said, adding. “We really have to go,” she said, grabbing Faith’s arm and leading her out of the living room. “Take care of the baby Dawn.” She called out, and led Faith outside. “I just saved you from an interrogation.” Buffy said, closing the front door.

Faith laughed. “Parents love me.” She walked down the stairs.

Buffy laughed. “You think very highly of yourself.” She pointed out.

“It’s true.” She smiled, opening the passenger side door for Buffy.

“I can see why.” Buffy replied, getting into Faith’s car.

(----)

“That smells really good.” Buffy said.

“Yeah, my mom is a pretty good cook,” she said, closing the front door. “Come on,” she said, leading Buffy into the kitchen.

“Buffy.” Gloria smiled, walking over to the blonde and hugging her.

“Is dad still at the shop?” Faith asked.

Gloria nodded, letting go of Buffy. “You look nice.”

“Thanks Mrs. Lehane.” Buffy smiled.

“Please, call me Gloria. Mrs Lehane is my mother in law.” Gloria replied, making a playful face.

“Thanks, Gloria.” Buffy replied.

“How long before dinner is ready?” Faith asked.

“Can you believe her?” Gloria asked, looking over at Buffy. “No hi mom how was your day? How long before dinner is ready? I came home late. I started on dinner late. I just put it in so it won’t be ready for at least an hour. That’s why we have snacks in the pantry.”

Faith walked over to the open pantry door. “We’ve got all sorts of things B. Chips and pretzels.”

“I can wait to eat until dinner.” Buffy replied.

“I’ll call you when dinner is ready.” Gloria said.

Faith grabbed a half full bag of chips. “Alright,” she walked over to Buffy. “You sure you don’t want a snack?”

“I’m good.” Buffy replied, walking out of the kitchen with Faith. They stopped at the stairs when Gloria called out for Faith. She handed the bag of chips to Buffy. “I’ll be right back.” Faith walked into the kitchen. “Yeah mom?” she asked.

Gloria pulled her daughter close. “I like that one. Give her a chance.” She said, softly, patting Faith’s cheek.  

“She’s a friend mom.” Faith replied, annoyed.

“A mother knows,” she said, pointing her finger at her daughter. “A mother always knows,”

Faith walked out of the kitchen. Buffy was still waiting at the bottom of the stairs for her. “Now we can continue with the rest of our evening.” She smiled, leading Buffy up the stairs.

End of the Chapter