I'm standing here, in the girl's bathroom in Sunnydale high, fixing my lipstick. Black Cherry, my favorite. Hey, it's not my fault it got smeared. Cordy's one hell of a kisser. Okay, so it was my fault a little bit. But it's not like I went looking for Queen C, I was looking for B. I mean, I was looking for her to train with. But Cordy got in my way, and got this look in her eyes, like she knew something. I tried to get into her head, and she ended up getting into my pants instead. Go figure.

It was like this, I walked into the building, ran into Red. She catches me, talkin' about one thing or another, and just when I see B, damn, B, she was wearin' the leather pants I convinced her to buy...right. I'm kind of letting my mind wander a bit. So like I said, just when I see B, walkin' into the library, Xan-man stops me, all with the, "Can you help me open my locker, Faith�" all the while makin' like he can't open the damn thing himself. Gods, what a loser. So yeah, anyhow, I open the damn thing, and run into the library, but Watcher an' B ain't nowhere to be seen. Queen C, on the other hand, is leanin' against the supply closet door with a hungry look on her face.

Now, I wasn't trying to have it out with Cordy, but she came at me. "Hello Faith. Where are you off to in such a hurry?"

"I'm lookin� for B." I blushed, in spite of myself. Damn, why'd I have to go and get a crush on B?

    "Oh really? Well, is there something I can help you with instead?" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. Gods, she makes me feel so stupid sometimes.

"Well, nah, I mean..." I trailed off, not really sure if talking would get me into more trouble than my silence.

Cordy kinda swished over to me, and I noticed then that she was also wearin' leather jeans. Skin tight, and a blue sweater that looked so soft...I'm doin' it again, huh? Well, like I said, she swished over to me, and put her arms around my neck, and she smelled so good, I just kinda lost my mind.

Next thing I knew, I was in a dark closet, with my back against the wall, being felt up by Queen C herself. I leaned down, and kissed her, and surprise, surprise, she let me. So I closed my eyes, and deepened the kiss, feeling her hands roaming over my chest, my breasts, down across my stomach. When I felt her unbutton my jeans, I thought I'd die. My eyes rolled back, and I felt her slide her hand down inside my pants, slipping a finger inside me, and praise the Powers That Be, I thought to myself, I should of gone to church more often when I was a kid, 'cause there is a heaven.

I reached down to mirror Cordy's actions, but she shook her head, and stopped me by pressing herself harder against me. She pulled away from my kiss, and latched onto my neck, like a newbie vamp at feeding time. She bit down, and I heard myself moan. Curling her fingers inside me, I saw stars. I don't mean like in cartoons, I mean like I was in orbit. She sent me to the moon and back, and I know I was calling her name. She pulled her hand out of my pants, and grinned like the cat with the canary, sucking her own fingers dry. She reached down again, buttoned my pants, and then, much to my dismay, she spun on her heel and walked out, muttering about "Bagging a slayer...finally."

So like I said, here I am, fixing my lipstick, wishing to the Powers That Be, that it'd been B instead. So, I got a crush on her. So? I'll bet she'd appreciate my Black Cherry lipstick.