Title ... A little bit of this and a little bit of that ...
Rating...NC-17 at some point but right now I'm starting off at PG13
Disclaimer:Oh ya don't own any of these lovely people , if I did I would have been alot nicer to them lol anyhow ya don't own em I'm not making any money from them , I wish haha
Spoilers...none whats so ever this is totally AU there is no hell mouth , there are no witches that do funny little spells and make things go boom though there are Wiccan's
Authers Notes...Well I had this thought , I was out today and seen this girl and well she reminded me of Tara , so here is my fic , let me know what you think , if you hate it let me know I'll stop , or if you think something should be different let me know also and I'll take note of it ... thanks again
Chapter 1
She's hot , damn type hot the kinda girl that makes every man turn his head and openly stare at ,and almost every woman too , straight , gay, bi whatever they all look , they all take her in , everywhere she goes someones looking at her , eye's are constantly on her , she doesn't seem to mind though , she smirks as she walks past some of them , knowing they are currently getting smacked by their partners .
She know's she's hot , you can see it in the way she walks , how she holds her self , her head up and shoulders back , she looks like she's had some sort of military training ..
But she's not a skank bomb about it , her clothes are tight but not to reveling , it's just her presense that makes them all look ...
Well that and her wonderful curves , those piercing blue eye's and that long straight as board silk she wears as hair , usally always pulled back in a neat ponytail , it could be how ripped she is , not extreamly built not to the point of being gross but well enough built that you can see her abs ripple under her tight black golf shirt .
Which she wears tucked into a pair of faded blue jeans that ride low on her lovely hips , circled in a black leather studded belt not to flashy though , and her steal toed work boots , high cut , laced tight , simple really .
Nothing to special about her outfit at all , other then the way it looks on her , it seems she's the type of girl that could wear a paper bag out and people would still look .
She's walking down the street heading to her favourite cafe , when a guy that's staring at her walks dead into a pole , she chuckles slightly , shaking her head she heads into the coffee shop , smiling at the lady behind the counter "Hey Anya" she waves softly , her voice is soft too , caring , yet tinged with a bit of toughness .
"Hey Tare" the server smiles back , she owns the Cafe , she doesn't really have to work there , but she likes it , she loves the people that always come in , something different everyday , yet there are still the regulars like Tara ."same as always ?" She asks as she heads towards the machines , looking up catching Tara's nod she smiles and goes ahead making Tara's iced mocha.
Tara chats a little with Anya while she makes her drink , she's waiting , this is how her day starts nearly everyday , she gets up , gets ready , goes for her mocha , sometimes iced ,others hot , lately its only been iced mochas , since its been so damn hot outside, and once she's done her second mocha , and reads her paper , she heads to her office ready to start another busy day, she loves this town , not to many people know who she is here , which she likes alot , it gives her her privacy , she gets to walk around and relax , and not worry about some crazy person trying to kidnap her or ask her to do odd things .
