A: Oh but I cared.
Q: You had feelings for Faith by then?
A: Oh, god no! I didn't know I cared. I mean...well you know. I was repressing or whatever.
Q: (chuckle) Right. So, what happened after the attack?
A: They put me on Slayer-arrest. I couldn't so much as use the bathroom without Buffy or Faith following me in at school or waiting outside the door anywhere else. Then the Winter Formal came...
Q: What happened?
A: (laugh) A lot.

Faith stalked into the library, slamming the doors open, as Cordelia followed behind her. "GILES! Giles, where the hell are you?"

The librarian came slowly out of his office, cleaning his glasses, coffee mug in hand, "Faith. You bellowed?"

"Tell her I ain't going to any formal dance!"

"She has to!" Cordelia countered, "Buffy has to visit her dad, so she's missing it! I want to go, but I need her to go with me for protection. You made the rules, not me!"

"I don't wear dressy dresses. No way."

"Faith, please just be calm--"

"Calm? Giles! Calm? I'm not going. That's final."

Tape 5
Faith
Interview 05a

Q: Did you go?
A: Of course I went. His Highness the Watcher put his foot down. It was either go or file nasty spell books with him. I chose the less painfull option.
Q: What happened?

"Pick one already." Faith growled from her spot on Cordelia's bed. They had gone back to the Chase mansion so Cordelia could pick out a dress for the dance and had been there for over two hours now. Dozens of sparkling dresses littered the bed and floor, but Cordelia was still buried in the walk-in closet.

"These things take time." Cordelia called back, "Anyways, what are you wearing?"

"The usual."

Cordelia rushed out of the closet, "What do you mean the usual?"

"I mean what I wear everyday, C."

"Stop calling me that. And no, no, you can't wear your uniform of skankiness to the dance. I have to be around you, therefore you have to look at least semi-presentable."

"Well Slaying don't pay for fancy dresses, sweetheart." Faith replied, "So deal with it."

"Borrow something of mine."

"You're taller than me."

"So? We'll find something."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Dammit, Faith, yes. Shut up and start looking at dresses."

Tape 5
Cordelia Chase
Interview 05b

A: And god did we find a winner. She looked...I mean...well. You know.
Q: (laugh) She cleans up well I take it?
A: Yeah. The night of the dance, we fought for hours over her letting me do her hair and makeup. I won, of course.
Q: So, what next?
A: You like these parts don't you? These She's All That moments?
Q: They make the best movies.
A: (giggle) Ok...

"I have to admit, Faith, you don't look all that sleazy anymore." Cordelia said, taking in the Slayer's new appearance. They had begrudgingly agreed on a floor-length black halter dress that was covered in silver sparkles with a pair of strappy silver heels, silver dangle earrings, and a silver handbag. Cordelia had lined the other girl's eyes lighter than she usually wore them and added silver eyeshadow and clear lipgloss, then piled the dark hair on top of Faith's head so that tiny tendrils fell around her face, "I did a good job if I do say so myself."

"Just shut up and get your stuff." Faith grumbled, crossing her arms in front of her. Cordelia wore a strapless purple dress that fell to the floor. Her hair fell in curls down her back and as usual, she looked like she was ready to step out onto a runway. Faith glared at her as the left the motel and headed for the school.

~*~

"Oh my God, look at Faith!" Willow gasped, smacking Xander ightly on the arm, "Oh...my...God!"

"She looks like a...like a girl." Xander said, mouth hanging wide open.

"I heard that." Faith said as they reached the pair, "Say it again, I'll break your arm."

"She's just...cranky." Cordelia said, passing them by with a glare and Willow and Xander, "I'm gonna go find some worthwhile people. Faith?"

Faith rolled her eyes, "Sorry guys, duty calls."

Xander watched them leave, then turned to Willow, "Did Cordelia just insult us?"

"Uh huh."

"Oh. Just checking."

Tape 2
Faith
Interview 05a

A: I hated the dance, itsself. But something about Cordelia...I don't know.
Q: You hung around her that night?
A: Well mostly I just watched from the wall.

Faith leaned against the tiled-brick wall of Sunnydale High's gym, the wall cold on her bare back. Cordelia was dancing with Percy The Jock, her arms wrapped around his neck, his hands just a little too far south for Faith's liking. The May Queen was laughing softly at something he'd said--probably something nice and dumb-jock-like. Faith rolled her eyes and scanned the crowd again, making sure there was no sign of Dimaro or other vamps. But within seconds her eyes were back on Cordelia, who was pulling away from Percy as the song ended. She smiled sweetly at him, but rolled her eyes as she turned away and stalked over to the punch table.

She glared at Faith as the Slayer walked over.

"Have a nice time, Princess?" Faith asked, grabbing herself a glass of punch.

"Stop calling me that." Cordelia snapped, "I'm having a wonderful time, which is more than I can say for certain rejects who stand like a wallflower all night...*glowering* like a homicidal freak.

"Well I never said I wanted to be here." Faith snapped back, throwing the plastic punch glass into the nearby trashcan.

"I never said I wanted you to be here, either." Cordelia retorted, starting to back away, "I'm gonna go before anyone thinks I'm actually consorting with Miss Trailor Trash USA."

Tape 2
Faith
Interview 05a

A: And then, I snapped.

Tape 4
Cordelia Chase
Interview 04b

A: And then, she like, freaked out or something...
Q: What do you mean?
A: Well since you already talked to her, don't you know?
Q: Different perspective, remember?
A: Well...Anyway, her little mind-snap is what led to what we are now, except neither one of us got that at the moment.

Faith reached out and grabbed her arm, yanking her back to the table, "You know, I've had about enough of you. I'm saving your ass here, remember? So STOP treating me like dirt."

"Oh yeah?" Cordelia hissed back, "Then stop acting like such a social retard. Dance or SOMETHING for God's sake."

Faith's face changed then, a wicked smile spreading over her face. She glanced to the dance floor where groups of friends danced together, including the present members of the Scooby Gang, as the song changed to something with a low, pounding beat. "You wanna dance? Fine." And Faith dragged her to the dance floor.

"Wait. NO! I meant you by yourself or with some other reject--" But Cordelia's mouth snapped shut as Faith began to...well...

Tape 4
Cordelia Chase
Interview 04b

A: That could not be called dancing, let me tell you.
Q: (laughs) Really? What hapened?
A: It was like being molested or something...but in a good way.

Cordelia found herself pressed almost flush up against 5' 5" of hard, muscley Slayer, and she was pretty sure, somewhere in the back of her mind, that there were hips grinding against hers. She was also somewhat certain she was moving, too, dancing with...*Faith* to some unbelivevably sexy beat. Or maybe it just seemed so, due to the fact that Cordelia was being *dry-humped* in front of the entire school.

And...it didn't feel all that horrible.

She noticed a guy running his hand over Faith's arm, and the Slayer pulled away from Cordelia with a wink, turning to dance with Mr. Arm Caressing Guy. But Cordelia felt a tug on her hand and turned to find Percy smiling at her, eyebrows raised to his perfectly coiffed hairline. She managed to smile winningly before being pulled close to dance with the somewhat-tolerable jock. But the slight flush remained on her cheeks for the rest of the night.