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Cordelia was beginning to think this was a terrible idea. Friday nights were meant to be fun and joyful, a time when teenagers got into trouble and... Well, did other things that Cordelia couldn't think of right then. Cordelia wasn't able to do that tonight, because she was on a date. Normally dates were a good thing. Possibly.
Cordelia didn't actually date much. Dating involved men, who were more trouble than they were usually worth. Besides, she had a school to control, so she didn't have time for this sort of thing.
The entire scene was starting to get to her. Cordelia glanced around the room and sighed. It was a nice restaurant, as far as Jesse's budget went, so Cordelia had to give him credit for that. If only he'd talk about something besides his pathetic friends.
"So, Buffy--" Jesse was saying.
"Listen, Jesse, could you please refrain from talking about my arch nemesis?" Cordelia demanded, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, uh, sorry," Jesse offered. There was a moment of silence. "So...do you want to go to the Bronze?"
"Oh thank God, I thought you'd never ask!" Cordelia exclaimed picking up her purse and heading for the door, leaving Jesse to pay the bill and rush after her.
The Bronze was Cordelia's stomping ground. It was her territory and the concept of not spending a Friday there, reinforcing her alpha status among the status quo? Well, that was just horrid. So, Cordelia allowed Jesse to hold her hand in his, as long as she got to keep an eye on her people.
She shouldn't have been shocked, really, when Buffy Summers decided to appear. She always did, the little drama queen, so Cordelia had developed the sort of radar that kept Buffy away from her as well as alerting her to Buffy's position. And yet again, she wasn't shocked she saw Buffy trying to fend off the attention of a tall, dark, and broody looking man. Tsk. How appalling.
"Want to dance?" Jesse asked over the music.
Cordelia snorted and that was all the answer Jesse needed. They sat at a table and Jesse went to get her a bottle of water. He returned and they remained silent, watching the masses writhe against each other it a horrible parody of dancing. That's when Cordelia felt it: a tingle in her radar. Buffy Summers was coming over.
Cordelia tensed visibly, preparing for anything. What she wasn't suspecting was Buffy to slide into the seat next to Jesse and glare at the boy. Buffy cleared her throat, fighting for a smile. "So, Jesse, are you enjoying your date?"
"Yeah, " Jesse grinned, totally and completely oblivious to the dangerous glint in Buffy's eye. Cordelia smirked. This was getting very, very interesting.
"Really?" Buffy literally hissed.
Jesse frowned slightly, looking momentarily confused, before his grin return. "Sure."
Buffy suddenly got to her feet, slamming her fist down on the table. The table rocked and Cordelia bottle of water flew off, unnoticed. Damn, that girl had some strength in her. Growling, Buffy leaning in close to Jesse. "I hate you, Jesse McNally!"
That said, she stormed off with a flip of her blonde hair. In the distance, Cordelia could see Buffy's stalker follow her out.
"What the hell was that all about?" Jesse wondered aloud.
Cordelia rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Boys! You are all idiots, if nothing else."
"That doesn't tell me what that was all about," Jesse calmly informed her. Cordelia stared at him, absolutely horrified that she was dating such a clueless individual, realizing in her mind that she could be curled up with Fred and listening to her babble about exponents and the outer limits of quantum physics (whatever that was).
Cordelia sighed and looked away. Then, annoyed, she stood up and grabbed Jesse's hand. He allowed her to drag him toward the hall leading to the bathrooms. She easily found the janitor's closet and shoved him inside. Jesse was perfectly complaint when she pressed him against the wall and proceeded to kiss him for all he was worth.
Damn Buffy Summers, Cordelia thought. This was all her fault.