The Life of Xander Harell
A/N - Sorry this chapter took so long. I actually started it a month or two ago, but my muse and plot-bunnies decided to take an impromptu vacation. So I actually finished the chapter today in math class and sent it to my beta/best-friend as soon as i got home and she corrected it and sent it back to me ASAP. So here you go and I hope you all enjoy!
“Xander! You’re going to be late for school!”
“And that would be a bad thing how?” Xander muttered, climbing out of bed and looking through his drawer for a suitable shirt; he couldn’t believe that there was nothing even remotely Hawaiian in any of his drawers, not that he would want to wear Hawaiian shirts, he wasn’t tacky. He pulled on a clean green shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans as the doorbell rang downstairs.
“Xander, Willow’s here!”
“I’ll be right down,” he shouted, grabbing his old grey schoolbag and a pair of sneakers before running downstairs. His mom raised an eyebrow when she caught sight of the shoes in his hand.
“Xander LaVelle, you are not walking out of this house without putting those shoes on your feet.” She remarked, crossing her arms over her chest. Xander sighed, sitting down on the bottom step and putting on his sneakers.
“Morning Xander,” Willow greeted from the doorway. “You left your math homework at my house last night. It’s in the car,” she told him.
“Thanks Wil. What would I do without you?”
“Fail high school?”
“Mom! Where are my Mary Janes?” a voice called downstairs.
“Which ones Sarina?”
“The dark blue ones!”
“I don’t know sweetie, where did you leave them?”
“If I knew that I wouldn’t have to ask!” she shrieked. Xander winced and stood up, giving his mom a hug.
“Come on Willow; let’s get out of here before the tantrum starts.” Willow laughed and followed him out of the house.
“So how do you like having a little sister?”
“Are you kidding me? She’s a little monster, makes me wish I could strangle those damn Powers.”
“But other than that, you like your family?” Willow asked as they got in the car.
“Janet and Theodore are great, and the fact that they want to adopt me instead of just foster me is amazing. I actually have a life here. I mean, I know we’ve only been here five months, but it already feels like forever.”
“Well, yeah,” Willow agreed. “As far as I can remember, Janet and Theodore Harell have been your foster parents since the summer after sixth grade, when Faith, Bella, and Dawn moved here.”
“They treat me like family, not a meal ticket; I think I’d enjoy really being part of the family legally.”
“Plus, in this universe you’re semi-smart.” Dawn chimed in. “I remember your grades before, they were barely
“Thank you for the support Dawnie,” Xander drawled. “Faith, not that I doubt your capabilities any, but aren’t you too young to have a license?”
“Did I ever say I had a license?” Faith replied, making a sharp left.
“Then why are you driving?!”
“Because we need to get to school and we all wake up far too late to bother with trying to catch the bus; that a good enough reason for you pretty boy?”
“How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?”
“Tell me as many times as you like, doesn’t mean I’m gonna listen,” she replied, handing Dawn her lunch as the younger girl got out of the car. Xander sighed; sometimes he wondered why he even bothered.~*~
“So Bella,” Xander started, catching up to the brunette running on the track. “How’s life at home?”
“Fine,” she replied shortly, “trying to run here.”
“Hard to run and talk at the same time.”
“HARELL!” Xander winced, turning around to find Coach Turner standing right behind him. “If you’re late to practice tomorrow-”
“I know Coach, I’m off the team.”
“No, you’re not.”
“I’m not?” he asked suspiciously.
“If you’re late to practice, you’re going to stay after school for a month cleaning the chalkboards with your tongue!”
“Talk about corporal punishment,” Xander muttered, shuddering.
“Get fresh with me, and-” The rest of his words were drowned out by the bell signaling the end of the period and Xander took off towards the locker room.
“What do you know? I really was saved by the bell.”~*~
The rest of the morning up until lunch passed slowly for Xander as he made his way through his first four classes of the day.
“Dawn sneaking over again today?” he asked, taking a seat on the bench next to Faith and pulled out his lunch.
“She nearly got caught yesterday so I told her not to, but since when does she ever listen to me?” Faith replied, waving to Bella as she sat down. “Where’s Willow?”
“In the library, where else?” Bella stated taking a bite of her shiny red apple.
“You staying after school or catching a ride with us Xander?” Faith asked.
“Neither, Janet and Theodore are working today so I have to walk Sarina home from school.”
“Not really; I bring her some candy and she’s the perfect little angel, at least until the babysitter arrives and I have to leave.”
“So who’s babysitting tonight?”
“I am,” Bella informed them.
“I thought you said that after last time you would never watch my sister again?” Xander asked, puzzled.
“Yes, well, Sarina and I have come to an agreement,” she responded calmly. Xander opened his mouth to ask ‘what agreement?’ but then Willow came running over, ranting about time-space paradoxes and spells and ingredients and going back to someone named ‘Buffy’ in a place called ‘Sunnydale’-
“Wait a minute, rewind, what?” he interrupted; Willow took a deep breath before speaking again.
“I think I found a way to return us to our old lives,” she told them excitedly.
“What old lives Wil?”
“What do you mean Xander? Don’t you remember Buffy? The Vampire Slayer?”
“Willow, Faith is the Slayer, remember? And what kind of a name is ‘Buffy’?”
“Xander, don’t you remember Jesse? Ms. Calendar? Giles?”
“Willow, I really think you should cut back on the caffeine, it’s giving you strange dreams again.” The bell rang and the four teens stood, throwing out the remains of their lunch. “I don’t want to be late for geometry again. We still meeting at your house later to study for the English test?” Xander asked.
“Y-yeah,” Willow confirmed shakily.
“English test?” Faith asked.
“Cool, I’ll bring snacks!” He called, walking off in the direction of his next class.
“What English test?!” Xander chuckled under his breath; typical Faith, she had probably fallen asleep in class again. But Willow’s dreams were a bit concerning, he’d have to keep a close eye on her caffeine intake from now on. As long as it didn’t interfere with the swim team. Just thinking about Coach’s threat made him shudder; he would never look at a chalkboard the same again…A/N - OMG! Bella is turning into a mini-Cordelia? Faith is oblivious to her surroundings? XANDER HAS A SISTER?! WHAT HAVE THE POWERS(me) DONE?