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snoggedTitle: Love’s Not Easy
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and co. own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Rating/Warning: FRT/PG; angst
Pairing: Andrew/Amanda, Amanda/Dawn (BtVS Season 7)
Summary: Amanda gets hit on by Andrew but she’s got a crush on someone else
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Word Count: 334
Beta: None. Please let me know if you spot spelling and/or grammar errors.
A/N: Amanda is not a character I write ever and Andrew’s not one I’m always fond of writing so I hope this is okay.
“Hiya, Mandy. Is it okay if I call you Mandy? I know Kennedy gets really pissed if I call her Kenny but she acts like such a boy, you know?”
Andrew slid onto the bar stool beside the young Potential and the corners of his lips pulled into a shy grin. Flirting wasn’t exactly his strong suit unless it involved discourses on the Star Wars saga or which James Bond had the better gadgets. And most girls didn’t want to talk about those things. But Amanda seemed different. She had nice hair and a cute smile and he liked the way her nose wrinkled when she laughed.
Amanda forced a giggle, feigning her amusement. Why was he flirting with her? He was- her brain crackled as a realization settled on her - he was wrong. The wrong person, the wrong gender, the wrong everything.
“Sure, Andrew. That’s fine.” She paused, glancing into his eyes, searching for a glimmer of trust or hope or something. “Andrew…”
Andrew perked his head up and crossed his fingers in the hopes that this was the kissing part. Maybe he was smoother than everyone gave him credit for.
“I was wondering if you could….” Amanda sunk her teeth into her bottom lip, drawing copper blood to the surface. “Keep a secret?”
“Of course,” Andrew chirped.
“You see, I have a crush on somebody and I don’t know how to tell them.” Amanda confessed.
Andrew’s eyes brightened. Oh my god! This flirting stuff was so easy. “Yeah?”
“I…I think I’m in love with Dawn. But don’t tell her, okay? I couldn’t bear it if you told.”
Andrew’s face fell . This was not what he wanted at all. “Of course, I won’t. Secrets safe with me.”
“Thanks,” Amanda replied. “Wanna help me bake a batch of cookies for the girls?”
Andrew opened his mouth slightly as if trying to find the words he really wanted to say but all he could squeeze out was: “Sure.”
The game of love sucked.
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and co. own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Rating/Warning: FRT/PG; angst
Pairing: Andrew/Amanda, Amanda/Dawn (BtVS Season 7)
Summary: Amanda gets hit on by Andrew but she’s got a crush on someone else
Requested by
not_purrfectWord Count: 334
Beta: None. Please let me know if you spot spelling and/or grammar errors.
A/N: Amanda is not a character I write ever and Andrew’s not one I’m always fond of writing so I hope this is okay.
“Hiya, Mandy. Is it okay if I call you Mandy? I know Kennedy gets really pissed if I call her Kenny but she acts like such a boy, you know?”
Andrew slid onto the bar stool beside the young Potential and the corners of his lips pulled into a shy grin. Flirting wasn’t exactly his strong suit unless it involved discourses on the Star Wars saga or which James Bond had the better gadgets. And most girls didn’t want to talk about those things. But Amanda seemed different. She had nice hair and a cute smile and he liked the way her nose wrinkled when she laughed.
Amanda forced a giggle, feigning her amusement. Why was he flirting with her? He was- her brain crackled as a realization settled on her - he was wrong. The wrong person, the wrong gender, the wrong everything.
“Sure, Andrew. That’s fine.” She paused, glancing into his eyes, searching for a glimmer of trust or hope or something. “Andrew…”
Andrew perked his head up and crossed his fingers in the hopes that this was the kissing part. Maybe he was smoother than everyone gave him credit for.
“I was wondering if you could….” Amanda sunk her teeth into her bottom lip, drawing copper blood to the surface. “Keep a secret?”
“Of course,” Andrew chirped.
“You see, I have a crush on somebody and I don’t know how to tell them.” Amanda confessed.
Andrew’s eyes brightened. Oh my god! This flirting stuff was so easy. “Yeah?”
“I…I think I’m in love with Dawn. But don’t tell her, okay? I couldn’t bear it if you told.”
Andrew’s face fell . This was not what he wanted at all. “Of course, I won’t. Secrets safe with me.”
“Thanks,” Amanda replied. “Wanna help me bake a batch of cookies for the girls?”
Andrew opened his mouth slightly as if trying to find the words he really wanted to say but all he could squeeze out was: “Sure.”
The game of love sucked.
