Author: Aine
Rating: For the moment, PG-13 for some violence.
Disclaimer: Yeah yeah, I know I don't own 'em...

"You do realize that I'm older than you by almost six months, right?" Tara asks her sister once she gets in the car.

"Yeah well... whatcha gonna do about it?" Buffy smirks and keeps driving. It's the girls first day at Sunnydale High. Buffy is nervous. She's heard rumors about a couple of tough kids. She really just wants to get through her freshman year without getting into trouble. If anyone messes with her sister, they have it coming to them.

Sticking her tongue out at the smaller blonde, "I beat you up foo'." Both girls burst out laughing.

"Oh looky looky, we're here. Our new prison kiddo, whatcha think?" Buffy looks over at her sister who seems to be focused on something across the street. Buffy follows Tara's gaze. Or focused on someone across the street. A redhead with a guitar and a hot brunette. nice

"What?"

"Oh nothin. Come on kiddo, we gotta go meet the principal."

Dinner:

"Wow Mom, dinner smells great!" Buffy says as she walks into the kitchen.

"Why thank you dear."

"So where'd you order in from?" Tara jokes, as she comes into the kitchen behind Buffy.

"Ah yes, my daughter the comedian. Go set the table, please?"

Rolling her eyes, Tara complies and gets the silverware from the drawer, "Yes mom," then trudges to the dining room to set the table.

After Tara sets the table, her father comes home from work and the family begins their meal. Joyce ordered in from Wok-N-Roll, a Chinese restaurant down the road.

"Buffy? Tara? How was your guys' first day of school?"

"Interesting," both girls said at the same time, then let out a small giggle.

"Well," Buffy takes the floor. "It was okay. There were these two totally hot girls sitting across the street from the school when we got there."

"Oh yeah, I think I noticed them," Tara says half-heartedly, her mind somewhere else. Actually, in a place it's hidden from for ten years... back at the convenience store.

"Riiiight. Where you at Tare? You're startin to scare me." Buffy lays a hand on Tara's arm.

"May I be excused? I don't feel well." Tara asks looking at her parents.

"Of course sweetie. Do you need anything?"

"No Daddy. Thank you. I just need to lay down a bit." Tara gets up from her seat and heads upstairs. However, she doesn't hear Buffy asked to also be excused. She also doesn't notice Buffy follow her up the stairs to her room.