Phil dreamt about what he read. Ph woke up with the book in his face. " oh no , did I sleep in to library?" He said looking around, he realized he was listening the the playlist he had for the plane. " I must have pasted out with music and did not hear them say it was closed. Phil looked at the clock , it read five-twenty nine AM. " oh no I have only have so Much time until I meet her". He said grabbing his phone and jacket and ran. He left the books there thinking he would not have time to put them back. He ran to the door and as soon has he tried to open the door his got smacked by the door." What the loin?" He said puzzled. He tried a different door, it did not work, he ran to the other side of the library to use the end door, no use. "Oh llama!" Phil said when he tried to open the last door. He looked around the library and found an upstairs , with his positive self he walked up the stairs, he looked around and then he found a open window." Yes!" He said as he ran up to the window and opened it a bit more, he put one foot on the ledge and then he put the other foot trying to be balanced. When he got on of the window he was hugging the wall of dear life." I hope this is worth it." He said under his breathe, he began walking to his side. " hopefully there is a window washer thing someone left." He looked to his left, nothing. He looked to his right, nothing. He looked up, nothing. He didn't want to look down. He began walking to his side again, as soon as he turned a Corner and saw a window washer," Hey sir, can you help?" Phil yelled trying to hold for dear life still. " Sure, let me get over there." The man said. It took a few
Minutes for the man to get to Phil. He got in and the man moved them down to the ground. " thanks so much." Phil said as he got off the lift. The man turned and did not say anything. Phil looked at the clock, it read five-fifty five . " oh Simon"! He started running to her house. As soon as he got there it was six- ten. " oh , cringe." He said as he went to the door, he walked in." Buffy , I'm here!" He yelled across the house." In the training room!" She screamed back. Phil walked down to the room, still weirded out by the vampire teeth she has a trophies. He walked down to see her hit the target in the bullseye five times. " dingo, teach me how to do that." Phil said as he was sitting at the only chair that was in the room. " not yet, first you must wax my floor." She said as she took Phil by the collar and walked him to the living room. She shoulders him how." Wax on , wax off." She said to him. When she gave him the rag the where both face to face one inch away from each other. Phil started, he was slow trying to do it, while Buffy was looking over his shoulder. " is this really going to teach me?" He said after cleaning half of the floor. " yes , it helps with movement." She said as she stand up. " it's ten-o four."Phil read the clock as he kept cleaning. As soon as he was done with the floor," what is next?"Phil said as he wiped the sweat off his forehead. " how's your strength." she said as she was getting off of the couch." It's not that good." He said trying to show the guns he did not have. " you lift me." She said. " wait , are you crazy?" He said as she was getting ready be lifted." I hunt vampires for a living Phil." She said with a smile. "Touché ". Phil was is laughing. Buffy's face was red from laughing. " but really , try to lift me." She said with a normal voice. Phil lye on the ground and hold out his hands. She dropped into his hands." Ok , lift." She said. Phil did it half way with out a sweat." Come on baby!" She said to Phil . " you have he eye of the tiger!" She kept saying to Phil until he pucks her up fully. " argh ." Phil said before he found the inter strength. He was picnicking her up and down. " there you go Phil, you find your inner-worrier. She got up and read the clock, it was one- one pm. " what else." Phil had his game face on and was ready to do something else. " hmmm, what about darts ?" She asked him. " how's your aim?" She asked him. " umm, not good." Phil said worried." How bad? She asked him. " umm I'm like a bit of the target." Phil said. " hmm , here come with me." She ran back to the room and got five dangers, she put them in Phil's hands and set the dummy up. " ok , show me what you got!" She yelled. Phil set the knifes down and picked up one. He was trying to force only on the red dot that was the target. He throw it, it did not hit the dummy. He got the next one, he tried to aim again, it hit the dummy but by five centimeters he would have missed. Buffy was thinking how long to train this person she said. He got the last knife and he aimed it a hit the bullseye. " to be honest you have to work on the aiming, right? " she said looking into his eyes. " yeah , what might be the best method to work on it?" Phil asked as he was lost in her eyes. " the only thing has got to be a bar. " she said angrily. " well, it's five-o five, see you at the same time." She said. Phil packed up his things and went to find a bar. He dose drink But he dose not want one now, he only dose it when he meets his friends for birth days. He got in and went straight into the dart area and worked on his aim. He tried and tried but he only got six out of twenty four. He was sleepy, so he sat down at the "bar- bar ". He was about to sleep when a man came up behind me and tried to bite my neck. " yes , I can try to use my skills. He tried to face to off but he got a black eye, until BUFFY ran in a killed the vampire badass style. They fought on a table, the "bar-bar" and the wall to jump off of. Phil passed out after everyone was cheering. He woke up with a head ache." Sleep , but why the hell did you try to kill a vampire without better training?" She said as she was heading off to sleep." I thought I could have took him out." Phil said. " well get sleep , more training tomorrow. " she said as she headed down the hall. Phil passed out after that.
