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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Steverooo" data-source="post: 1469237" data-attributes="member: 9410">Sunnydale HS Library:As the snobby brunette introduces herself, Buffy stands awkwardly and nods, a crooked grin falling into place.  "Well... it's nice to meet you... Cordelia."  She rolls her eyes when the taller girl turns around to her friends, and looks around to see if anyone gets in line behind her.  She absently plays with a stray peice of blonde hair, and smiles slightly at the red-headed girl sitting behind the computer.The orange-haired kid is standing around, looking rather bored.  He starts tapping out a beat on his chest, attracting some stares as the thumping of his hands gets louder and more complex.The red-headed girl smiles shyly back at the new blonde, wondering who she might be.Pushing at the "Enter" key, then slapping at it more rigorously, Xander can't seem to get the silly machine to go to the risque website his friend, Jesse, mentioned the previous night.  "Stupid Internet," he whispers under his breath.  This web thing is probably just a fad, anyway, he thinks as he gives up trying and turns his full attention to the perky looking blonde girl over by the snobby brunette.Ignoring the Principal, Buffy kinda turns on one heel and walks over to the red head on the computer.  She cocks her head to the side and smiles.  "Hi. I'm Buffy... and I'm also hoping that not all of you Sunnydalers are like that."  She jerks her thumb over towards Cordelia.  "I'm new here."She looks down at the computer screen, trying not to take in the banner ad that proudly proclaimed "Smut 4 Free"...  She gives Xander a weird look and watches him squirm.Willow, feeling a bit intimidated by the pretty blonde girl named Buffy (but also, impressed with her opinion of Cordelia), replies, "Hi, I'm Willow.  It's nice to meet you!  No, not all of us have the winning personality that Cordelia has.  This is my friend Xander." She points at Xander's name tag.  "How is your first day going?', she asks, smiling at Buffy.Slapping at buttons on the keyboard and then quickly hitting the 'OFF' switch on the monitor as perky-blond-girl tries to see the screen, Xander laughs awkwardly, smiles and shrugs, saying "Just preparing for biology class and hey, nice shoes!", he adds, hoping to distract Buffy with every girl's second-favourite topic...The ploy works, momentarily.  She looks down at her shoes, caught off guard.  "Ooh, these?  Thanks.  They're... um...  Hey!  No fair!  You used the old 'distract her with the shoes' routine!"  She gives a bemused and pouty look.  "I'm from LA.  They use that a lot. there."  She feels awkward only momentarily before sliding into a seat next to Xander and Willow.  "So, what's a good class to take, here?  I wanna stay away from... uh... Biology."  She gives Xander a funny look.Principal Flutie eyes the trio of students sittiing in the corner.  He shrugs, almost looking exasperated, before he stomps over to Giles, who still stands behind the counter, a little bit out of his element.  "Giles! Rally up those kids and get them outta here!  If I'm not home by 9 pm, sharp, the wife's gonna pitch a fit."Cordelia, who is now first in line, turns around and mutters something unsavory to her friends, and they all start laughing hysterically.  The clock on the wall reads 8:40.[OOC: Any actions before we move on from here?]Oz signs up for as many music classes as he can before leaving.Rupert Giles puts down his books, furiously opening the pages of the phone book.  He picks up the phone while muttering to himself, “I’m the head librarian of this institution, and a member of the Watchers' Council, and this half-wit of a principal wants me to call the air conditioning repairman, like I’m some bloody day labourer.  I think I have better things to do with…”His muttering immediately ceases upon his noticing a pretty young blonde girl.  He feels drawn to her, in a way that he couldn’t really describe to himself.  “In American for just one week, and you’re already gearing up for your middle-age crisis, old boy?” he thinks,  “Don’t be ridiculous, you're more than twice her age… you’re old enough to be her… uncle…”He looks back at her, and then his eyes grow wide as he stares at her chest.  More specifically, staring at her name tag.  Buffy Summers.  “My God!” he says loudly while staring at the girl.***</blockquote>

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