Catching Up With Life
BtVS by Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Marvel U by parent company and its writers/artists.
Once inside the bank, Kat stood in line and waited for a teller. Shortly after she read off her account number, she was pulled aside to a comfy chair.
“Good to see a bright young thing like yourself with a brand new account here, especially one with such a large amount already,” said the accounts manager seated across the desk from her. “Let me talk to to you about investment opportunities.”
After letting him get to a comfortable transition point in his speech, Kat asked for clarification on exactly how much money she had control over.
He told her and the back of her mind was very glad this was a number that came across loud and clear.
Kat's eyebrows raised high as she considered the relatively impressive sum. "What do you think this will be worth in terms of two-thousand one's money?"
"Oh," he said, shrugging. "Given inflation over about-" His words blurred together, in a way that made Kat slightly nauseous. "Years, I'd say-"
"Wait," Kat said, clutching at her stomach. "Never mind. Forget I asked."
Later that day, Kat tried a cartwheel. She performed well enough, but something just didn't feel right to her. Frowning, she tried again and flubbed that one completely. “Right,” she said from the carpet. “I know the theory, but my muscle memory is for someone superpowered. It's like that growth spurt in junior high all over again, only worse. I don't even want to guess at my fighting skills, until I get a decent trainer. Should take me a few weeks to catch up, but when I get past that first bit, thank you Giles, I'll be one awesome, ah, Kat.”
After brushing herself off, she laid back on her hotel room's bed and stared at the ceiling. Folders of schedules and outlines from Empire State University lay scattered across the sheets. When classes started up she'd be moving into a dorm there thanks to her scholarship. She'd had a small frown off and on since visiting the campus. In a couple days, she'd have a flashback to Willow's acceptance letters and, cursing the lack of the entire internet, even the fluffy kitten videos, grab a phone book. She'd eventually decide that ESU was standing in for Columbia University as there wasn't one in the world around her.
Right then though, she was planning out the next few months. “I definitely want to take fencing and a martial arts class, rebuild my skills with structure. Psych class was fun, beyond the near-death stuff. From being a second-hand teacher's aide through Riley, that thing didn't sound so bad. Kat, English teacher, Slayer of bad grammar. Heh. Definitely want to have a balanced background. Get my basic core classes out of the way. Imagine my grades in science
with consistent sleep.”
“Don't want to spend my entire college life on campus though. Once I'm back up to one of the higher belts, I'll use this money to invest in those around me. Maybe I'll take a page out of the Power Rangers and start up a teen shelter/dojo. Maybe even a homeless shelter/dojo. No need to make up my mind yet, though.” She smiled. “I've got my whole life ahead of me.”