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368 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1996
Tara: Oh, did you guys hear about Bruce Carter? The jock guy you flipped yesterday?
Willow: I told Tara about how you helped Josh Headly with that stupid jock... again.
Buffy: That's what makes having superhero powers worthwhile. Just so I can come to the rescue of the underdog. What freshman girl doesn't dream of whooping some jock ass now and again? Anyway, Tara, you were saying?
Tara: Well, he's dead. His mom found him in his room this morning. They think it might have been one of those freak sports accidents. You know how it's always the young guy who is in top shape that dies of the unexpected clot or something. The only thing is they said he was all dehydrated like Xander was saying.
Xander: Whoa, whoa, whoa, now girl. This isn't the right campfire for dark and nasty-scare-Xander-to-death tales. I'm led hear to the Egyptian den by my bestest friends, on the excuse of a friendly get together, and just before I'm dragged into the maw of death, I hear something like this? No, I'm scootin, Scoobies.