Author's Chapter Notes:
I'm glad everyone is liking this story, and yes, we all feel for Buffy. Like someone said, who hasn't been in this position before?? But she'll have to suffer a little more then Spuffyness will come .. I promise!! ;)

oh and when im describing what Buffy looks like.. think of how she looked in the seventh season talking to Dawn on the bleachers in the episode HIM.. that's exactly the idea! she looked pretty there :)
Buffy waited on the bleachers as the bell signaling fourth period was over rang out. Fourth period was her AP English class that she shared with Spike. Usually, no power on earth could keep her from that class but today she just didn’t feel up to it. She spent the better half of her day trying to smile and laugh around people so they wouldn’t know anything was wrong, when secretly sneaking to the bathroom in every class so she could cry her eyes out.

Buffy didn’t know why she felt this way. Maybe Darla was right, maybe it wasn’t serious. *But his face* Buffy thought sadly. He looked so.. happy. He never looked that way before. Buffy’s thoughts were interrupted when the second bell rang, signaling fifth period had started. She let out a sigh as she watched the gym class run around the field, Spike should be there any minute.

***

Spike walked out of the school and immediately lit a cigarette. Buffy wasn’t in fourth period which was weird. She never skipped AP English. She loved that class. *I hope nothing happened* he thought as he walked towards the bleachers. Today was a very sunny and hot day. Luckily, he left his duster in his car and wore his red button down shirt over his black t-shirt, so the sun wasn’t killing him because of his all black outfit.

Spike took a second drag of his cigarette before throwing it to the ground. He knew Buffy hated the smoking, so he never did it around her. ‘Damn cancer sticks! Thanks for second hand stinky ness Spike!’ She would always say. Spike smiled at the memory, Buffy always had a way of making him smile. Spike looked up when he came in view of the bleachers and stopped in his tracks.

There was Buffy, sitting on one of the bleachers watching the other teens running around the field. She was wearing a pair of gray pants with a white tank top. Her golden hair had waves in it, with her bangs stopping right above the black sunglasses she was wearing and it was slightly curled at the end. She looked.. *effulgent* Spike thought.

He stood there staring at her with a weird look on his face. She was beautiful. Spike shook the thought right out of his head. Buffy was one of his best friends, and Angel’s little sister. Sure she was pretty. But that’s it. Buffy looked up when she heard Spike approach and plastered on her best fake smile.

“Hey!”

“Hey pet, where were you last period?” Spike asked as he sat down next to her. Buffy blinked back tears, happy that she remembered to bring her sunglasses.

“I, ugh, I didn’t feel good. So I went to the nurse.”

“Oh,” Spike said as he looked at his hands.

“Are you mad at me?” Buffy snapped her head up. “Why would I be mad at you?”

Spike shrugged his shoulders and said, “Because I didn’t call you last night.”

Spike hated when Buffy was mad at him. Last year Spike had pissed Buffy off by making fun of her outfit and she hadn’t talked to him for a week. He tried everything to get her to talk to him and she wouldn’t budge. Whenever he called her cell phone she wouldn’t answer, when he called the house she hung up, when he’d actually show up she locked herself in her room and the worst was at school, she would completely ignore him as he followed her around apologizing to her over and over again. She finally started to talk to him again when he climbed up onto her roof in the middle of the night, tapped on the window and gave her a little pink stuffed pig that she now calls Mr. Gordo.

Buffy let out a fake laugh and said, “Are you kidding me? No, Spike. It’s totally cool." Spike smiled at her.

"So...”

*time to act like the best friend*

“Who’s this someone?!”

Buffy’s heart broke all over again when she saw his face light up.

“Buffy, she’s amazing. I met her yesterday at the mall. We were up all night, if you know what I mean,” Spike said with a wink as he nudged her with his elbow.

Buffy swallowed back a sob as she smiled, thanking herself once again for wearing the sunglasses.

“She’s like just, god I don’t even know how to explain it. She’s my dark princess. I’ve never felt this way before you know?”

Buffy just nodded her head. “Wow, Spike. That’s.... that’s great. I’m really happy for you.” Buffy choked out.

“You’re brother doesn’t like her though. As soon as he saw her said she was nuts, but Peaches doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

Buffy inwardly jumped up and down. It took a lot for Angel to like someone, and he usually had a good feeling about people. If he didn’t like her, Buffy was sure to hate her.

"But I want you to meet her too, you're opinion matters to me! More then Peaches, but don't tell him that." Buffy let out a little laugh and looked down.

“What’s her name?” Buffy asked.

On the outside she looked like someone who was completely happy for her friend, but on the inside she was torn apart. Spike smiled and looked at her. “Drusilla.”

Buffy raised an eyebrow. “Drusilla?” she said in an almost mocking tone.

Spike looked over at her with a blank expression, “What?”

Buffy put her hands up as to surrender and said, “Nothing. It’s just ugh..”

*Stupid name*

“.. interesting name.”

Spike just nodded his head. They sat there in silence for a couple seconds before Buffy said, “So, I guess this is the real deal for you huh?”

Spike smiled again and nodded. “Yeah. I’m so happy. Just, god, I’m falling.”

“You’re falling?” Buffy asked sadly. “It’s been one day.”

“I know, it’s weird, feels like it’s been longer though, it‘s like I only want to be hers. You know how that is with some people”

Buffy looked over at the group of teens again. *Yeah, completely* She thought to herself.

“Actually I don’t.” Buffy said with a smile and shrugged.

As far as Spike knew, Buffy never knew what love was like. She barely went on dates, no guy really held any interest for her.

“Buffy you should really get out there and find somebody. You’re a great girl, I’m sure if you put yourself out there, there would be plenty of guys lined up waiting for me and peaches to kick their asses.”

Buffy smirked and looked down at her hands. She shrugged her shoulders again and said, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Riley Finn did ask me out last week. I think I might take him up on that offer.”

Spike’s stomach suddenly did flips. Riley Finn was known for his community service and his passion for joining the army after graduation and the thought of her with Solider Boy made him want to scream.

*Must be brotherly instinct* Spike told himself.

Spike coughed and said, “That’s great pet.”

Buffy looked over at Spike and smiled. They sat there in silence for what seemed like forever until Spike looked at her and asked, “Oh yeah. You said you wanted to talk to me about something?” Buffy froze.

She was hoping that he would have forgotten that she said that. *Ok Buffy, you can do this* she thought to herself.

“Actually,” Buffy began. “I wanted to tell you that..”

She took a deep breath and looked up at him.

“I’m signing up for the ‘Open Mic Night’ at the Bronze next month, and I would love it if you could help me work out some stuff.”

*I chickened out! Big chicken!!*

Spike smiled. “Of course Kitten! I’m so proud of you!” Spike leaned over and hugged Buffy to him.

She smiled sadly and wrapped her arms around him, trying her hardest not to break down and cry.

***

Buffy walked to her locker slowly replaying the whole day through her mind. She had to listen to Spike go on about Drusilla all through fifth period then all through lunch. Everyone tried to get him to change the subject but even when they started a new conversation, he brought her up. Buffy conveniently lost her appetite and left the cafeteria, claiming not to feel well again.

Buffy opened her locker, listening to kids walk up and down the hallway, talking about making plans since school was over. Buffy stopped putting her books in her locker and looked at the pictures tapped to the locker door. There were many different ones of all her friends, her and her brother, her brother and Darla, and one of just her and Spike. At the time, they hadn’t known it was being taken. Buffy was sitting on the edge of the pool in her backyard with her legs in the pool while Spike was in the pool in front of her, facing her and his chin resting on his arms that were crossed over her thighs. They were looking at each other smiling. Buffy fingered the picture, looking at it sadly. It was taken over the summer break, when Spike wasn’t going crazy over some other girl that wasn’t Buffy.

“Hey Buffy!” Buffy jumped when she heard the voice behind her and turned around to see a tall boy with broad shoulders standing before her, holding onto the strap of his book bag.

Buffy put her hand on her chest and let out a little chuckle. “Oh, god. Riley you scared me,” Buffy breathed.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to. I was just wondering if I could walk you, ugh, I guess to your brothers car”

Buffy smiled up at him. “Sure.”

She turned around, grabbed her purse from her locker, slammed it shut and turned back to Riley. “So what’s up?” Buffy asked as they walked down the hallway.

“I was actually, ugh, wondering if you, ugh, thought about what I asked you.”

Buffy pressed her lips together. Truth was that hadn’t thought about. With her feelings for Spike, she never gave another guy a second thought.

*But now, he’s with, whatever her dumb name is*

Buffy put her sunglasses on as they stepped outside and stopped. Riley looked at her confused. “You know what?” Buffy began as she turned to him. “Why not? I’m sure we’ll have a great time!!”

Riley smiled widely. “Really?!”

Buffy smiled and said, “Yeah. When would you like to go out?” Riley was ecstatic, he never thought she would actually say yes. “Um, how about this weekend?”

“Sounds good to me,” Buffy said with a smile.

“Ugh, great. Um, maybe I could like have your number and I could call you to figure everything out.”

Buffy nodded. “Got a pen?”

***

“I don’t know man, just, there’s something about her.” Angel said as he closed his trunk and walked to the side of his car where his friend stood, leaning against the passenger side.

“She’s amazing, just wait until you hang out with her.”

Angel rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Damn it, where is she? She knows we have to go to the gallery to help mom.” Angel said as he looked around for his sister.

Spike looked around with a cigarette in his mouth. “Oh, there she is.” Angel said.

Spike looked up to find Buffy standing there, smiling, laughing, with... Solider boy?! Spike stood straight up as he watched the scene in front of him. Spike’s jaw clenched when he saw her write something down on a piece of paper and hand it to the boy. Then she leaned up and kissed him on the cheek and started to walk towards Angel’s car.

Angel watched the scene in front of him with amusement. “Wow, looks like Buffy is finally saying yes to Finn. That’s good. He’s not a bad guy.”

Spike’s head snapped back towards Angel. “Not a bad guy, he’s a complete wanker.”

Angel just laughed and shook his head. “What’s so funny?” Angel just laughed again and shook his head.

By now Buffy walked up to the boys looking at them suspiciously. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, ready to go Buff?” Angel asked as he walked around to the drivers side of the car. “Sure, if I don’t die from Spike’s second hand stinky ness” Buffy said as she waved a hand in front of her face with a look of pure disgust.

Spike rolled his eyes and threw the cigarette to the ground. “So what were you and Captain Cardboard talking about?”

Buffy looked down, trying to calm her nerves because she was so close to him. “I told you he asked me out, so I said yeah.”

Spike just nodded his head. Before he could say anything else, Angel called from inside the car, “Come on Buffy! Mom will kill us if we’re late”

Buffy rolled her eyes and nodded. “I’ll see you later Spike,” Buffy said as she moved around him and into the car. Spike just nodded.

“I’ll call you later man!’ Angel called out before pulling away.

Spike watched as the car sped away and tried to control his stomach that was doing flips. The phone started ringing in his pocket, he took it out and smiled.

“’ello my dark queen.”


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so??? don't kill me, i promise Spike will EVENTUALLY see the light! please review



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