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AN: okay so I’m in like a REALLY good mood today so I thought, hey why not give the people more of this fic huh? Spread the joy. Okay so anyways my day was so kick ass because I went to this after school dance thingy with my friends and it was way lame but that’s not what was so good. Even though the music was ghastly, we pogoed and head banged right up front where all the preps were doing the slutty dancing and such. Okay here comes the good part, we went to hang out at McDonalds after (and yes, me and my friends do tend to hang out at McDonalds) we met up with some skater hotties and I got myself asked out for tomorrow night. Like I said, spread the joy.
(This really wasn’t an author’s note; I just want to tell the world about my happy, happy, joy, joyness,)

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“Hello sweetheart.”
Buffy forced a small awkward smile over her lips, “Angel.”
He didn’t say another word; he just swept her up in his arms and planted a sloppy kiss on her lips. Buffy let out a surprised squeak and when to push him off before someone saw.
“Well luv,” Spike smirked, trying his best to hide how much it hurt, “Who do we have here?” he’d been going to see who at the door when he was greeted with the just bloody fan-fucking-tastic sight of Buffy kissing another guy.
Buffy pulled away harshly and let out a breathy, “Spike…” Too late.
Angel looked the platinum haired man and formed an instant hatred towards him. “I’m Angel, Buffy’s boyfriend,” Angel said smugly, exaggerating the last part of his statement all while holding out his hand for Spike to shake.
“Well Peaches, I’m Spike,” Spike shook Angel’s hand with a bone, “Mate.” The last part was spit out venomously.
“Okay,” Ruby entered the living room with out a clue in the world of what was going on. She spun around in a pink cami-neckline micro-minidress with a cable knit overlay on the bodice with about six inches of pleaded skirt at the bottom and gold sequins covered spaghetti straps, “What do you think of this dress? I personally think it screams, ‘pretty little girl with a kinky side’ but what about you guys?”
They all just blinked at her. She stopped and looked around, finally noticing Angel before asking, “So? Who’s tall, dark and broody?”
Spike couldn’t help but smirk. The girl just kept getting better and better. Probably could even one up him in name calling.
“It’s Angel,” he said formally, “And I’m Buffy’s boyfriend.”
Ruby looked at Buffy, then Spike, next Angel and then back to Buffy again. She raised an eyebrow before shrugging, “Okay, whatever. Now really? What about the dress?”
“Going clubbing?” Buffy asked, welcoming an excuse to leave the house.
Ruby nodded, “With Anya, Willow and Tara. Did you know she took Xander home with her last night?”
“The whelp finally got some?” Spike raised an eyebrow.
Ruby laughed and nodded, “Knowing Anya, he got lots.”
“I think you look hot Rubes,” Buffy smiled, “Hey, can I tag along? I wanna get my groove on.”
Ruby smirked, “Sure things Buff. We’re heading out around nine.”
“Buffy,” Angel sighed, “I’m only here for three days. I thought we should make the most of my time here?”
But she was. She was making the most of it by staying far, far away.
Buffy smiled at him with fake sadness, “I know Angel but Ruby’s been steering clear of the house lately. This is the first time I’ve seen her in three days. Please understand.”
“Buffy,” Angel was getting impatient, “This is the first time you’ve seen me in TWO WEEKS.”
“Come on Angel,” Buffy sighed, “We can spend some time together later.” At a minimal amount hopefully, “I’m going to go get ready.” she forced herself to give him a peck on the cheek before skipping off to her room. Leaving Angel for one person firing squad that was Ruby.
“So Angel,” Ruby said over sweetly taking a seat on the couch, “How long have you and Buffy been dating?” She couldn’t help but notice how is eyes were instantly drawn to the large amount of thigh that the dress gave off, the already short dress riding up showing even more.
“Ah, about three years,” Angel replied, his eyes glued.
Spike couldn’t help but mentally smirk. She’d been with the poof three years and hadn’t given him any?
Ruby nodded, “Good, good to hear.” His eyes still hadn’t left her legs.
“So do you normally gawk at other chicks legs when you're girlfriend’s no around?” Ruby raised an eyebrow and smirked, “Better question yet. Do you get between other girl’s legs when your girlfriend isn't looking?”
Angel stared at her like a dear caught in the headlights while Spike was trying his hardest to repress laughter. Bloody hell, the girl was good.
He was saved when Riley entered the room. Damn, Spike thought, White Bread always ruins the good part.
“Hey,” Riley stopped, “Did we get another new roommate?”
Spike snorted. Bloody hell, he hoped not.
“No,” Angel shook his head, “I’m Angel, Buffy’s boyfriend.”
Riley’s face dropped. He’d given up on Buffy a while ago but still. Then a thought crossed his mind. He could break them up easily. All he had to do was let it slip that Buffy had been fucking Spike. Yeah, he thought confidently, he was good.
Angel stood up, “I’m going to go check on Buffy.”
Ruby smirked, “You do that.” Asshole.

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Xander rolled off Anya panting. After he’d caught his breath he started to get up. he was stopped when Anya’s hand grabbed his forearm, “No, you can't leave. You give me many orgasms. You're my sex slave not you know.”
Xander looked at her wide eyes, “Merciful Zeus Anya! I’m going to go pee.”
Her face lit up, “Oh! Okay. But I meant it, you're my sex slave now Xander Harris.”
Xander nodded, “Um…okay.”

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Buffy looked at herself in the mirror and felt nothing more than self disgust. She’d been feeling like shit after what happened with Spike because of Angel and her father but now that he was here, it was multiplying. It only took that one first glace to know it for sure. She didn’t want to be with Angel anymore. She wasn’t going to be with Angel anymore. She’d tell the world tonight. Buffy Summers was about to become her own person. Hopefully with one particular bleached Brit by her side.

This is the true story of seven strangers, picked to live in a house and have their lives taped, and find out what happens when people stop being polite and start getting REAL.

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AN: Hope you all like where this is going. There will be more spuffy soon but nothing comes easy. If you love it, review. If you like it, review. If you hate it, review. (but don’t be too harsh.) oh, oh yah. R.I.P Johnny Ramone.





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