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Title:Out the Closet
Author: shooting star
Feedback: Yes please, I never notice my mistakes and all comments help. This is gonna be in script format, I find it easier and being a drama student its what i'm used to so...I might swap at some point if this format doesn't work like i want it to
Spoilers: Well none unless you don't know that Tara and Willow are a couple d'uh. Takes place after Who Are You and New Moon Rising doesn't happen ergo Willlow never told Buffy but Willow and Tara are all couple-y
Summary: Well, the story has kinda changed now not to sure what this should say now. Erm, their in a club and stuff is gonna go down in a weird ass way hopefully.
Disclaimers: Joss, ME anyone else who owns them, no matter how hard i try to convince myself i don't own them. And yes i'm ripping off the dialogue
Rating: Haven't a clue, it has kissage and obviously Willows coming out.
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Summers House.
Buffys Room.
Buffy is brushing her hair and Riley is sat on the bed. Both are dressed for a night out.
B: What time is it?
R: (Bored) About thirty seconds since the last time you asked.
B: Well, excuse me for being worried this is Sunnydale remember?
R: I'm sure they'll be here...
Riley is interrupted by the sounds of the doorbell.
R:..Soon
B: (Already half way out the door) I got it!
Downstairs.
B: (Opening the door) Hey guys.
Xander and Anya enter also dressed up to go out.
X: Sorry about the late-ness
A: Yes, we were having orgasms.
B: (Rolling her eyes) Uh huh.
X: So where are Willow and Tara?
B: They aren't here yet.
A: (Smiling) They're probably having orgasms.
X: Ahn sweetie, you can help by making this a quiet time.
A: Fine.
The doorbell rings again.
X: (Opening the door) Good evening ladies. And what is your excuse for being late?
Both girls blush slightly, and mumbled their hellos. Xander gives them a knowing look.
X: Well, are we ready to go?
W: Yep, lets go. So whats this place like again Xander?
X: Oh you know, it's sorta like the bronze...
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A Club.
The hermit Hangout.
Looking from a birdseye view the club is laided out much like the bronze, except darker. There is a pounding heavy dance tune playing in the background, and we Pan over to see many couples dancing and gyrating on the dancefloor. The club is almost full with people, quite a few of them drunk.
W: (Sarcasticly) Just like the bronze?
X: Well, it's what I heard. Besides, I thought we were going for a change of pace?
B: (As a drunk frat-boy bumps into her) It's certainly that.
A: (Smiling) I like it.
The Scoobies are still stood by the entrance. People are coming in and out, most of them bumping into one of the Scoobies.
B: Okay, I'll give it a chance. Lets grab a seat.
R: (Looking frightened) Does this place have seats?
B: Come on Ry, find the fun...
The group walk over to where there are a collection of couches.
W: (Also looking terrified) I'm going go grab some drinks. Riley, you wanna help?
R: Okay.
The two terrified Scoobies make their way over to the bar. Leaving Xander and Anya making out and Buffy and Tara looking around.
T: This place is kinda...weird
B: I know what you mean (Trying to be postive) but y'know this is kinda cool, you just have to close your eyes to aviod all the drunken groping, (Tara chuckles) plug up your nostrils, it's fine.
T: Yea I gotta say their definition of dancing is suprisingly...
B: Wide?
T: (Laughing) I think some of them have given up on the c-consept of dancing.
B: (Looking to the dance floor) Yep, they've skipped right onto the naughty-touching phase.
Willow and Riley return with drinks. Putting them on the table.
W: So...this place is...
R: Yea...it's...
B/T: Weird?
R/W: Yea
W: I keep getting this creepy feeling, like something's not right y'know?
B: You didn't sense possesion did you? 'Cos possesion is just....unpleasant.
In the background Jonathon is walking past.
W: Look (Calling out) Hey! Hey Jonathon!
J: Oh um...hey Willow, Buffy.
W: Oh this is Riley and Tara.
J: Nice to met you
B: So how are you?
J: I'm good, thought I'd come check this place out, I can't believe I've never been here. I mean I know The Bronze is the coolest place in Sunnydale but this is great. Of- course, there's not a lot of competition.
W: I think the vending machine at Bergen's came in second.
J: (awkwardly) Um...I don't suppose you wanna dance?
Shot of Willow looking at Buffy amused.
J: Willow? Do you wanna...?
W: (Suprised) Me? I...er...hehe...see...(Looks to Tara) Well, I guess a friendly dance?
J: Thanks.
They head of to the dance floor.
B: (Watching) Ah, ain't love grand...(Looks at Tara who is mock-frowning) Not that they're in love or anything...cos she you know...I mean its not a...hetrosexual thing...I mean he's hetrosexual but they don't...hetrosexual.
T: Hey, who's that?
B: Who?
Buffy looks to where Tara is indicating. We see a female figure dressed in black leather drawing plenty of attention to herself.
B: I dunno, I've never seen her before.
R: I think she might be the owner. I over-heard some people talking about someone like her at the bar. She's new in town, just got here a week ago and opened the bar.
B: (Skeptical) She opened a bar here...in a week?
T: Thats kinda quick.
We Pan back to the young girl, presumably the owner, who is walking towards the Scoobies.
Owner: (Talks with a slight English accent) Hey I'm Nicole. The Owner.
B: Hey, I'm Buffy and this is my boyfriend Riley and my friend Tara.
N: Nice to meet you. Is this your first time at The Hermit Hangout?
B: Yea, we're here with some other friends one of them recommended this place. Said it was pretty rockin'
N: Word of mouth spreads quickly here. All good for business, well I should be off I'm trying to meet-n-greet all my guests (Smiles) Bye.
R: Bye (Watches as Nicole moves away) She seems nice.
T: She's not.
B: I guess she over-estimated the whole ''liking her'' factor.
T: No, no. I mean, I don't... (Sighs) I don't think she's...her.
R: (Shocked) She's a man?!
T: W-what? No I didn't mean that.
B: You lost me.
T: Well, um, a person's energy has a f-flow, a unity (sigh) Nicole's was (sigh) was fragmented. It-it grated, like something f-forced in where it doesn't belong.
B: So you think Nicole's not herself? Like she's been possessed or something?
T: Not possessed more like she's...(Bluntly) Evil.
B: Evil?
T: Evil.
R: Evil?
T: Evil
B: So she's evil
T: (Aggitated) Yes shes evil.
B: Okay then. And you can tell this just by the whole flower-thingy?
T: Flow.
Willow is in the background rushing over, minus Jonathon.
W: (Breathless) Hey, I'm back. Here I am, all danced-out. Drink? (Snatches a cup) Oh yes please.
T: Are you okay?
W: (Nervously) Me? I'm great. What could be wrong?
T: Will...
W: Okay, okay (Pause) There was some unpleasantness with Jonathon. I can never talk to him again.
B: What?
W: He, um...hehe he tried to hit on me.
B: What? (Laughing) Oh My God! He tried to....(Disolves into laughter)
W: It's not funny.
T: (Laughing aswell) What did you tell him?
W: Well, I got kinda flustered you know? And I think I said something like 'I like girls now, sorry' before I kinda ran away.
B: Sensitive.
W: It's not like there's an instruction booklet called 'How-To-Let-Down-Straight-Guys-Who-Hit-On-Lesbians'.
B: Poor baby.
W: Yea well, what were you guys talking about? I saw that Nicole-woman over here
T: You knew w-who she was?
W: She talked to us when we were dancing. Seems nice, but there was something off about her. You know?
T: You felt it to?
W: Definitly.
B: (Throwing her hands up) Great we finally get a new club in Sunnydale and the owners evil!...And where the hell have Anya and Xander got to?
The Scoobies look around.
R: There they are. (Points to the dance floor) Going through that door.
B: You mean that large, black evil-looking place which probably leads somewhere dark, smelly and with danger?
R: That'd be the one.
B: Great. Looks like we're going demon-fighting.
TBC...
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'I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside to kill the thing on the outside'
-Girl, Interrupted.
help! I was so tired after p.e i was on my feet from like 9-3 it was knackering! And I have one of the p.e and the drama in the same week, by the end of it I looked like a friggin zombie. 
. have u got msn messenger. coz if u want to chat my email addy is 
in a non-dodgy way off course.
