Author's Note: I've been dying to do this for a long time! This whole concept was inspired by my mind thinking of what Angel would have done if he had been in those episodes in season 1. I'm looking forward to writing more moments for the rest of the episodes that Angel is missing in season 1. Please enjoy!

I sighed and ran a hand through my blond hair and hummed the cheerleading music that I was supposed to practice too. Giles, unfortunately, didn't see the importance of my making the cheerleading team and so he had demanded that I go patrol tonight rather than, "waste away time by doing frivolous activities."

I sighed again and took another look at the cemetery. Everything seemed pretty dead tonight. Checking once more for any supernatural activity, I put my stake down and began to run through part of the routine that I had learned at the practice today.

"Nice moves,"

I froze in mid-kick and turned to whoever had talked. He was standing a little bit away from me and even though his face was stoic, I could see a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Angel," I greeted, unsure whether I should be happy that he was here or worried. "How long have you been there?"

"Long enough," He replied and he walked over to me and handed me a stake. "What were you doing?"

"Cheerleading," I answered automatically and then I blushed. Angel probably wasn't interested in a cheerleader. He probably had a girlfriend. Yeah, he must have a really gorgeous, mature girlfriend. I shook my head and tried to dispel the thoughts about Angel having a girlfriend. "But, it's not like I care if I get on the team or not. I just . . . um . . ."

The amusement increased in his eyes and I felt like kicking myself for acting like an idiot. I bit my lower lip nervously and tried to get back to my senses, but I felt so flustered around him. God, why did I have to act like such an idiot in front of him?

"So, what's going on with you?" I questioned. The last time I had met with Angel, he had given me directions to the Master's lair. His eyes quickly shunned all amusement and were replaced with seriousness.

"There's a witch in town."

I titled my head in confusion.

"As in ding-dong the wicked witch is dead?"

Confusion now graced his features.

"You know, Wizard of Oz?" He still didn't seem to get it. "Somewhere over the rainbow?"

Still no response.

"Never mind," I continued and I figured that Angel didn't get out much. "So, what's the big deal with having a witch in town?" I twirled my stake around and tried to read Angel's face. His expression was a mix of anger, fear, and neutrality. I couldn't figure out what he was thinking and it was bothering me.

"This witch is angry and the word on the street is that she's the one behind the weird things going on at the high school."

This piqued my interest. With Cordelia losing her sight and Amy spontaneously combusting, I was wondering who was behind all the things at the school. A witch? It did make sense. I would need to talk to Giles then tomorrow and see what he and I could figure out.

"Thanks for the info." I told him, but he was gone. I smiled slightly. Angel was certainly suspicious and yet, I couldn't wait for him to show up again.

I continued my patrol, feeling a strange happiness seep into my system.

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