The New Guy
In sauntered a black clad, leather pants wearing, brown-lipsticked woman.
Not a girl, not a teenager.
A woman.
Everyone gawked, someone cat whistled. There was snickering coming from behind Cordelia and Harmony.
"Gee Cordy, never took you for a lezzy," hooted Larry. "C'mon, lay a big wet one on Harm."
Cordelia whirled around to scowl at him, "Oh yeah? l heard in the locker room you like to whip your dick out and try to get others jocks to do the same. Cocks get you excited, don't they Larry?"
Larry turned purple.
Cordelia turned back in her seat, "Where's the hot guy?!"
"Class this is Faith. She's coming to us all the way from..."
Faith crossed her arms, covering her ample cleavage. "Boston." She cocked out a hip and smirked, attention now drawn to her full sexy lips.
"Boston. Now class I want you to make her feel welcome and help her catch up with our lesson today. Faith why don't you take a seat next to Willow Rosenberg in the front here, she can help you."
Willow and Buffy scooched over to make room at their table. They couldn't help staring at Faith: her boobs, her hair, her face, her combat boots. She looked like she belonged in a club.
Or a bar.
Dating men not boys.
"Okay class turn to page 694, today we will be reviewing the chemical processes of the endomitreosis."
"What's wrong Cinnamon?" Faith whispered to Willow, who nervously avoided Faith's eyes.
"Nothing." willow stuttered.
"Hm."
Buffy glanced over. Even though Faith was intimidating in a bad girl way her dark eyes held no malice, just a devilish spark, letting you know she was down and ready for anything.
"Why is your last name Harris?" Willow asked.
Faith shrugged, "My dad's last name is Harris."
Willow absorbed that. "He doesn't happen to have Daniel as his first name does he?"
Faith slammed their textbook shut and leaned into Willow. Buffy and Willow jumped.
"Why." Faith demanded.
Willow stuttered,"Well, he's also my friends' dad, and-and-and he mentioned having step-siblings, but not knowing any of them."
The new girl stared at them, "You two must be Xander's buds."
Willow and Buffy nodded, "We've known him since grade school." offered Willow.
Faith nodded, " Well my mom was a sidechick of our dad. My mom had alot of problems though so social services sent me to him. Xander came to us after his mom died. We decided to move here from Boston to start fresh. Xander wanted to come here pretty bad, said it was the last place he was happy," Faith rolled her eyes.
"So. You're Xander's step-sister. And Xander is here," Buffy pieced together. "Will, this is the big secret you weren't telling me? That Xander is back?"
Willow shrugged sheepishly.
Buffy smiled, "This is so good. It'll be like old times." Then Buffy frowned, "But why were they calling Xander hot?" Buffy caught Faith's eye, "N-not that Xander's not attractive, but Xander is......Xander. Right?" Buffy looked at Willow for confirmation.
Willow nodded, "He's the same, taller, not so skinny. And his ears don't stick out as much."
"They're probally talking about our other brother."
Willow and Buffy stared at Faith, who shrugged.
"Geez how many siblings are there," Buffy teased.
"He's my twin. My fraternal twin. As for others, god who knows. Let's just say the military takes Dad to places where the women love to fuck crew-cuts."
Buffy and Willow cringed at the course language. Mr. Steinbeck cleared his throat and stared pointedly at them.
"How old are you?" Buffy asked.
"Almost 18. Got held back a grade. Crack moms aren't the best." Buffy and Willow's expressions turned solemn.
Faith felt their mood shift and reached over to open the textbook. "So uh, endometreosis."