canon review } { season 1

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Running Word Count: 1675 words

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102 ~ the harvest ~ 278 words

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Cordelia expects certain things from her men.

Worshiping her, obviously. Gorgeous good looks and charm. A certain amount of … respectability. Essentially it boils down to this: athletes, seniors, boys with cars—good. Anyone else? Not so much. She spends a lot of her time crafting herself so that she can attract quality men. Whether it’s the way she dresses to the things she says, having the right boyfriend is a status symbol—something to even further elevate her above the rest of her friends and drive home the point that Cordelia Chase is the girl to be.

Jesse? Does not fall under any of those criteria.

She never really gave Jesse a second thought, beyond the fact that he couldn’t seem to take a hint. The boy is just not Cordelia Chase material. He never is and he never will be. But for some reason, when he demands to dance with her that night at the Bronze, she lets him. Something about him is different. Something about him has changed.

“Shut up.”

And she does. It’s probably the strangest experience of her life.

Then some guy gets up on stage and starts rambling on about some ‘harvest’ and Jesse’s face changes and Cordelia is starting to think that this change in Jesse isn’t such a good thing. She gets dragged off for someone called ‘the Master’ and Jesse is complaining that she’s ‘his.’ That’s the moment when the spell breaks, and Cordelia realizes that Jesse is still the same whiney little brat he always was.

And he thought she was going to be his? Not in this lifetime.

… But she’ll worry about that after not dying.