Dawn's POV

Man he's hot. I wish I was a celebrity. Making loads of money for doing nothing, or even less than nothing, like Paris Hilton. Having people wait on me hand and foot, loads of friends giving me everything I ever wanted. Course if I had that then I'd be Buffy.

She's always getting what she wants, doing what she wants, whenever she wants. She's out on patrol now because she wants to. I never get to do anything. It's always 'Dawn it's too dangerous' or 'Dawn you can't it's a school night'. No one ever lets me do anything.

I reach my hand into the bowl of chips in Faith's lap as she flips through the channels with the remote.

Oh my god!

"Wait, stop..."

She stops on MTV and Justin Timberlake is on stage at the VMAs.

"Oh he's so cute... don't you think?"

Faith just puts a chip in her mouth and looks at me like I'm insane.

"Oh come on, he's a total hottie. He's got such a great butt."

Faith's eyebrows just shoot up a little more.

Oh, I forgot.

"Right, the whole gay thing. I guess you don't really have an opinion on hot guys anymore."

"Hey, I have opinions on hot guys. I just don't go all nuts over them like you kid. Also, I don't really see what the big deal about Justin Timberlake is anyway. He's no cuter than Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt."

"Are you kidding me? Justin is so much hotter than Tom Cruise. Tom is way too old anyway."

"Pfft! For you maybe."

"Uh! I can't believe you said that. I'm telling Buffy you like Tom Cruise better than her."

She puts the bowl of chips down on the coffee table and turns to me.

"You better not."

I turn my head away to keep from cracking up.

"Will too."

"You think so?"

"I know so."

"Well then, I'll just have to..."

She pokes me in the side.

Ow!

"Tickle you until you..."

She pokes me again.

"Promise not to."

She starts tickling me with her fingers and I try to get away while I laugh. I get a few feet from the couch and she tackles me. I wanna get away again but she climbs on top of me.

"Promise you won't tell her what you said."

I smile up at her and I know I'm gonna regret this.

"No."

She tickles me some more and I can't help but laugh out loud.

"S-stop..."

"Not until you promise."

"N-no..."

"Then I'm gonna have to keep TICKLING you until you do."

I can't take it anymore.

"No please stop..."

"Then say it."

"Okay, okay I won't..."

She stops tickling me but doesn't stand up.

"Won't what?"

"I won't tell Buffy that Tom Cruise makes you crazy."

"Good..."

She gets off me and helps me up.

"Cause we both know there's only one person in this world who makes me crazy."

We head back over to the couch and sit down.

"Right, Buffy..."

"She's the one."

What?

"The one?"

She looks at me and picks up the bowl of chips.

"Figure of speech."

"Oh... so how is she?"

"Hmm?"

She's trying to ignore the question.

"Buffy, how is she?"

"Why?"

Why?

"Because I care?"

She smiles at me with her next attempt to avoid talking about it.

"Since when?"

People are always trying to avoid talking about stuff with me. It's how I got so good at answering questions like these.

"Since she died and came back to life, when do you think?"

She frowns at me and goes back to watching TV.

"She's... good."

"Good?"

"Yeah, we talked. We did some serious talking and, I think things are better."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, where was she?"

"Hmm?"

"When she was, you know... did she tell you?"

"Oh uh, yeah she did."

"And?"

"Look, Dawn everything's okay now so you don't have to worry about it."

Everything's not okay or she wouldn't be trying to avoid talking about it.

"Come on, maybe I can help, you never know. I've known her a lot longer than you have."

"Dawn it's really not important."

She turns her head to look at me.

"But if you wanna help, there is something you can do for me."

"Really? What?"

"Try and get your mom to take you to a late night movie. Sometime on the weekend when there's no school."

The front door opens and Mom comes in.

"Why?"

She smiles at me.

"If I told you that, your mother would kill me."

Mom comes into the living room.

Oh I get it. They wanna have another crazy naked sex night with us out of the house.

"Now why would I wanna do that to one of my three favorite girls?"

Faith and I look at each other and just giggle as we respond.

"No reason."

"Nope, no reason at all."

"I see. So what have you two been up to all night?"

"Oh nothing. Just eating junk food and talking about boys."

"Talking about boys?"

"What? I can't talk about boys cause I'm in love with your daughter?"

"YOU, were talking about boys with my 14 year old daughter?"

"Oh uh yeah... say Dawn shouldn't you be going to bed about now?"

"It's only 10:30."

Mom looks at me.

"Dawn?"

"Okay, I'll go."

I head to the stairs and stop at the bottom.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know that topic was off limits with Dawn."

"It's okay Faith. I was joking... mostly. You're smart enough to know not to talk about anything too... specific. You're more than welcome to talk about anything you want with Dawn, as long as it doesn't involve beheading or dead bodies."

"Oh, okay."

"Is Buffy home yet?"

"Not yet."

I head up the stairs.

I hope everything works out with my sister and Faith.