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Another silly fic from my bored at work brain!


“Hey did you guys hear?” Willow Rosenberg, a shy red haired senior, exclaimed excitedly as she greeted her friends outside Sunnydale High School before classes began for that day.

The rest of her small group, Tara Maclay, an equally shy light brown haired girl, Xander Harris, a loveable goofy brunette boy, and Anya Jenkins, a quirky blonde who always spoke her mind, all had blank faces.

The four were far from popular, but they couldn’t be classed as low on the high school chain as the nerds and geeks. They were somewhere in-between and happy with it.

“Hear what?” The only male of the group asked.

“There’s a new girl starting today. Principal Wood wants me to show her around. I’ve got to go to his office during forth period to meet her. The bad news is I’ll miss biology.”

“You call that bad news?” Anya asked with a raised eyebrow, never being able to understand her friend’s love of study.

“Of cause! Hello, we’re covering the respiration system of newts remember?”

She was met with three extremely bewildered expressions.

****************

Lighting a cigarette behind the back of the science block during morning break, Faith Wilkins sighed as in the distance she saw captain of the football team Riley Finn and his two lackeys go about handing out their daily dose of torment to the schools nerds.
Andrew Wells seemed to be cowering in a corner while his friend Jonathon Levinson was being manhandled. Shortly thereafter Miss Calendar, the schools computer teacher, appeared and broke up the confrontation.

“Somebody really needs to teach that guy a lesson.” The brunette mused. She turned to her companion, handing him back his prized Zippo lighter. “Why haven’t you done something about him Blondie? You’re meant to be the school bad boy.”

William ‘Spike’ Giles sighed. Since he’d moved to Sunnydale High the year before, he’d somehow picked up the reputation of a rebel. He guessed it was something to do with his all black attire and bleach blonde hair. And, of cause, from the rumours of the reason for him leaving his last school. Still, he didn’t mind the label. It was better than being a loser. Though certain people seemed to think he was invincible.

“Because pet, as sure as I am that I can take on farm boy, even when he’s backed up by Gates and Miller, I don’t right fancy coming face to face with all eleven members of the football team on my way home one night.”

****************

“Well Miss Summers, seems you have quite the record. Expelled form five schools in eight months? I’m impressed.” The principal of the school told his new student who was sat across from him in his office. He wondered again why he always ended up with the troublemakers no other schools would accept. Then he remembered how when he’d started in this career path he’d vowed to never give up on a kid, no matter how difficult they were, due to his less than perfect upbringing.

Eighteen-year-old Buffy Summers’ expression was the picture of innocence, in contrast with her outfit; the ‘painted-on’ red leather pants and tight black tank anything but. “Thing is Principal Wood, those other schools, they just didn’t agree with me. Now I know I’ve not really started yet, but I can already tell this is the place for me.”

There was a knock on the door. After the man called for whoever to enter, the meek looking red head appeared.

“Ah, Miss Rosenberg. I’d like you to meet Buffy Summers.”

“Hi, I’m Willow.” The former introduced nervously. “I’ll be showing you around.”

The blonde jumped up from her seat. “Cool, lets go.” She said heading for the door, keen to discover what the school had to offer; one thing in particular.

‘I give her a week’, Robin thought to himself as he shut the door behind them.

****************


“So that’s basically it.” The red head said a short while later as the two found themselves back at their starting point having finished the tour of the building.

Buffy decided she really liked Willow. Though nervous and timid, and therefore having a tendency to babble, the blonde had come to realise that when she relaxed, her tour guide was really funny and sweet.

Willow meanwhile discovered her companion really wasn’t as intimidating as she outwardly appeared; beneath the tough exterior lay a kind and caring heart.

The bell rang signally forth period was over and it was time for lunch, students filing out into the hall immediately.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” A voice said.

Willow took a wary step back, unsure what to do. Nobody deserved to face Riley Finn and his two followers on their first day, but she was too scared of him to intervene.

“You must be the new kid. Looking good. Though you’d look even better over here on my arm than hanging with that loser.”

‘Strike one.’ Buffy thought as she looked up at the three jocks. No one worth knowing insulted her friends, no matter how new they where.

Not even bothering with a comeback, she decided ignoring him would be much more appropriate and turned to Willow. “So where does everyone go for lunch?”

Riley put his heavy hand on her arm and forcefully turned her back to face him. He wasn’t used to being completely dismissed by girls; they were usually falling all over themselves to be the object of the football captain’s affections.

“Now now, it’s rude to turn your back on someone, goldilocks.” He told her.

‘Strike two.’ Buffy flinched at the pet name coming from the great lug in front of her and looked down at the hand still on her arm as if it was something she had stepped on.

“You might wanna move that before I move it for you.” She told him through gritted teeth.

“Wow, a feisty one. I like that in a girl.” Riley said, placing his other hand on her hip and trying to pull her into him

‘Strike three.’

There was a crunch as her fist hit his nose.

“You bitch, you broke my nose.” Riley yelled as Forrest Gates and Graham Miller rushed to his aid.

Buffy gave him a sweet smile. “I did try to warn you. Touch me again and your nose will be the least of your problems.” She vowed.

A cheer and round of applause came from the students who had witnessed the exchange, glad someone had finally stood up to the jock.

Amongst them was Cordelia Chase, who couldn’t wait to tell her friends what she’d just seen.

At the other end of the hall, Principal Wood, who had watched the event through the slats of his window blind, shook his head with an amused smirk. Anyone who stood up to Riley Finn was ok in his book.

****************

“Wow” Willow said in awe as she and Buffy walked out into the courtyard. “I mean usually I don’t agree with violence, but that was pretty cool!”

Buffy just shrugged like it was an everyday occurrence. “He deserved it.”

The red head lead the blonde towards her other friends, who were seated in their usual lunchtime spot. “Hey everyone, this is Buffy. Buffy this is Xander, Anya and Tara.”

“Hey.” The two girls greeted with a wave.

“Well hello new girl.” Xander said, seeming to drool a bit, earning a slap from his girlfriend. “Oww.” He complained.

Anya glared. “Stop appreciating the attractiveness of other women, especially right in front of me.”

Buffy was oblivious to the couples argument over her; her eyes having been immediately drawn to the other side of the quad.

“Oh, don’t go there” Anya noticed the direction of the other blondes gaze.

“Excuse me?” The petit of the two asked.

“That’s Spike. Every girl in school wants to date him but he doesn’t give any of them the time of day.” The other clarified.

Willow took up the tale. “Story is he left behind some girl at his old school. He moved here last year, the reason was because he got expelled after almost killing some guy who dared to touch her. Now their parents won’t let them see each other. But he vows when they’ve graduated they are going to go away together. He made a promise to find his way back to her. It’s all so romantic.”

All three original Sunnydale girls held dreamy expressions, causing Xander to roll his eyes. Buffy let a smile grace her lips.

****************

Meanwhile, on said other side of the quad, the bleached blond sat with his three friends, oblivious to the conversation going on about him.

“Oh my god, you’ll never guess what just happened!” Cordelia said as she walked over to their table and kissed Liam Angelus hello. “The new kid just totally kicked Finn’s ass.” She told her boyfriend, Faith, Spike and Daniel ‘Oz’ Osborne before they had a chance to reply.

Likewise with the other group, they were somewhere in the middle of the high school hierarchy, with the exception of Cordelia who, as head cheerleader, technically had a place in the popular crowd but decided they were far too shallow to hang out with full time.

“Wow, looks like someone’s trying to compete for your ‘big bad’ crown Spikey.” Angel teased, pulling his girlfriend down onto his lap.

“Hey, if this new bloke’s got a death wish, he’s welcome to it.”

“Who said the new kid was a guy?” Cordelia said innocently.

“A chick kicked Finn’s ass?” Faith exclaimed. “Well, that’s someone I’d like to meet.”

“Is she hot?” Angel inquired, earning a glare from the girl on his knee.

Oz raised an eyebrow in a rare show of emotion. “Sounds like she’d be perfect for –”

“Not interested.” Spike cut him off.

****************

“Yep that girl must be something special. I mean, if I had the choice of any girl in school…” Xander seemed to drift off into dream land, until another smack round the head from Anya brought him back. “Oww! I was going to say I’d still choose you!”

She gave him a disbelieving look.

“I just hope she’s being as faithful and I hope she knows how lucky she is.” Willow mused.

“Oh, she does.” Buffy told them with a grin, before heading across the courtyard.

****************

“Yep, she’s defiantly hot.” Angel decided, earning another glare.

Spike raised an eyebrow. “How do you know?”

“‘Cause she’s walking this way.”

Spike turned and almost fell off the bench at the approaching vision. Standing slowly, a huge grin lit up his face. The pupils in the near vicinity, including his friends, were intrigued; the ‘bad boy’ smiling was not a sight often, if ever, seen.

“I got tired of waiting.” Buffy said simply as she came to a stop just inches away.

Closing the distance, he scooped the petit blonde up into his arms.

By this time the entire school was fascinated by the seen playing out. It was like the ending to a cheesy movie as the previously distant, unattainable guy twirled the new girl around and covered her face with kisses.

Everyone looking on soon realised this was clearly the girl who held his heart.

“But how?” Spike said placing her back down like she was the most precious thing in the world, for to him, she was.

“Well it turns out this is the only school in the surrounding area that’ll accept me since I got expelled from all the others, and I guess mom realised school with you is better than no school at all.”

“I can’t believe you’re really here sweetheart.” He lifted her up again before another thought seemed to strike him. “Wait, you hit captain cardboard?”

“Yeah, only because he tried to feel me up.”

His expression darkened. “He’s dead.”

“No you don’t. We’re finally together again. I don’t want to have to try and get expelled from another school, which by the way is harder than you’d think. I’m not sure how many more gyms I can set on fire before they start to think I’m a pyromaniac!”




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