"I have to fight my basic instinct every second of every day and the day I decide to stop is the day all hell will break loose."
Alec Giles was a relatively normal boy. If you didn't count the fact that every full moon he mysteriously disappeared. H...
Book: Basic Instinct Chapter 12: I Robot... You Jane Word Count: 4239
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"Oh, great! A book!" Buffy exclaimed sarcastically, opening the dusty crate box to reveal an old, worn out book.
Alec snickered, looking into the box over her shoulder, "did you expect anything less?" He laughed as she turned around and glared at him. A bunch of the books in the library were being scanned with the new book scanner they had. Willow and a few other computer science students were doing most of the work, along with the computer teacher, Ms. Calendar.
Buffy pulled the book out of the box and blew some of the dust off of it, making Alec lean back quickly before any of it could get in his nose. Giles walked over, "oh, uh, I, uh... haven't gone through the new arrivals. Uh, put it in, uh," he pointed over to another pile, "in, in that pile."
"Here, I'll get it." Dave, one of the computer students stood up from his computer and walked over to Buffy.
"Oh, thanks, Dave. The Willow pile." The blonde Slayer said, handing him the book.
"Uh, when I've examined it, you can, uh, uh, skim it." Giles said, stumbling over his words as he was behind the times with all the new technology. Alec has given up trying to help him after Giles hundredth lecture on how books were better.
"Oh, I know, our ways are strange to you, but soon you will join us in the 20th century. With three whole years to spare!" She grinned enthusiastically.
Giles started to look smug, "Ms. Calendar, I'm sure your computer science class is fascinating, but I happen to believe that one can survive in modern society without being a slave to the, um, idiot box." Yep, Alec had heard that one before.
Ms. Calendar sighed annoyed, "that's TV. The idiot box is TV. This is the good box!"
"I still prefer a good book."
"The printed page is obsolete." Fritz said in monotonous tone before standing up. "Information isn't bound up anymore. It's an entity. The only reality is virtual. If you're not jacked in, you're not alive." He grabs his books and left, leaving Alec staring at him with furrowed eyebrows.
"Am I the only one who didn't understand anything he just said." Alec commented.
"No idea dude." Xander replied, leaning back in his chair, bored out of his mind.
"Thank you, Fritz, for making us all sound like crazy people." Ms. Calendar mumbled before turning to the librarian. "Fritz, Fritz comes on a little strong, but he does have a point. You know, for the last two years more e-mail was sent than regular mail. More digitized information went across phone lines than conversation."
