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Monday – 19th August

7:55

"Buffy! Are you awake yet, hun?"

Joyce Summers knocked softly on her elder daughters bedroom door, rolling her eyes at the worn down Ramones poster that covered the white wood. She knew that her daughter wouldn't be awake, but if she tried any other way at waking her up, there would be hell to pay. She knocked again, this time a little louder, and chuckled lightly when she heard a thump, like a body hitting the floor. Pressing her ear closer to the door, Joyce could hear Buffy muttering in anger.

"Stupid...fucking...wood!"

Joyce shook her head at her daughters choice in words as feet stomped closer to the door. The door knob turned and the door was hauled open, and a zombie-looking Buffy tumbled out of the room, nodding at her mom before making her way to the bathroom. Joyce rolled her eyes when the bathroom door was opened again and Dawn, her youngest daughter was thrown out, door slammed in her face.

"MOM! Did you see that?"

Joyce nodded and watched as the ten year old started to thump the door with her small fists, shouting at her sister through the wood. Her answer was the radio being turned on and Buffy's off tune singing. Dawn stomped one of her tiny feet before following her mother down the stairs.

"I want my own bathroom...and a sister with better taste in music. What kind of name is Sex Pistols anyway?"

"I heard that, brat!"

"MOM!"

8:35

"WILLIAM HUDSON, get your lazy backside out of that bed!"

Spike groaned when his mother, Jenny Hudson, banged on his bedroom door for the fifth time that morning. His eyes snapped open at the harsh sound, and he instantly regretted it when they were met with the glare of the sun shining through the parting of his curtains. Sitting up on his elbows, Spike let out a long yawn before he tumbled out of his bed, taking the covers with him.

"Will-"

Spike's ran a hand over his face as he picked up his clothes from the chair he threw them on the day before as he cut off his mother.

"I'M UP, stop your bloody screaming."

He heard his mother scoff at his words, and this made him smirk, before he shrugged on his jeans and continued to dress. Spike sat on the edge of his bed as he tugged on his boots before grabbing his duster and shoving it on. His eyes glanced over at the picture that sat on his bedside table, running over the long hair if his girlfriend as he grabbed his car keys, and he couldn't help but smile. Spike looked over at the alarm clock before he left to pick up Buffy.

"Actually on time today."

9:15

"Almost...shit...there!"

Buffy let out a loud scream as she fell back on her bed, bouncing at the impact of the mattress, but soon let out a sigh of relief. After she made sure that her leather pants weren't going to rip, she stood aback up, checking herself over in the mirror when her bedroom door was slammed open. Her mother and sister came barging in, looking around the room with concerned looks on their faces.

"What's wrong, sweetie?"

Buffy shook her head, her long locks falling around her face. She grabbed her black leather jacket, similar to Spike's and shrugged it on. She slapped her sister's hands as she tried to steal the long cross that was hanging off the side of her mirror, taking the chain and pulling it over her neck before answering.

"Nothing, fell over while putting on my trousers, it takes the jaws of life to get into them, y'know."

Dawn laughed,"Tell that to Spike."

The brunette girl slapped a hand over her mouth, realizing that she said it out loud. Buffy and Joyce gasped, but the blonde let out a snicker, stopping instantly when her mother glared at her. Dawn blushed looking at the ground before taking her mothers distraction with her sister and bounded out of the room. Joyce's head snapped round and she followed Dawn out of the room.

"Dawn Summers, get your butt back here right now!"

Buffy let out a giggle that was short lived when she heard a car horn outside of the house and her name being yelled. She stepped over to the window and saw Spike parked outside, looking back up at her, a smirk on his face as he sat in his DeSoto. Buffy couldn't help but laugh at how crazy he looked. She grabbed the skull ring that was in a small box next to her bed, the ring that Spike gave to her on her birthday and slipped it on. Buffy never went anywhere without it, and Spike had the same ring, he never took it off.

"Get your arse out here, luv! We're already late!"

Buffy winked at him before jogging out of the room and down the stairs. Her combat boots echoed behind her as she ran through the kitchen, stealing Dawn's toast on the way, smacking her behind the head. She kissed her mother on the cheek and grabbed her money off of her dad before making her way out of the house, smirking at her sister yelling after her.

"MOM!"

Buffy jumped into the car next to Spike, accepting the quick kiss he gave her, before passing him a slice of toast, sinking her teeth into her own. After she finished, Buffy leaned over and turned on the radio, smiling when Spike started to sing off tune to some cheesy pop song. His eyes lit up when she giggled, his fingers tangling in her hair, massaging her scalp. Her eyes fluttered at the feel of his fingers in her hair, a feeling she had gone without for two whole days during the weekend.

"I missed you, pet. How was Nora's then?"

Buffy had left for L.A with her family for the weekend to visit her grandmother, Joyce's mother, for her 60th birthday. Her mother had taken away her mobile and laptop so that she couldn't contact Spike at all, because she wanted her to take part in the 'family event' which was, in Buffy's mind, was pointless. Her father, Hank, and her grandmother had never gotten along since he married her daughter so young.

"Hmmm, I missed you, too." Buffy smiled brightly when Spike kissed her forehead,

"Boring, but the cake was good, so yummy points there. Dawn was complaining about the old people smell, but I can agree with her there. My dad had to keep his mouth zipped for most of the time, because she kept on insulting his job, so a lot of tension."

Spike chuckled, his free hand fingering at her cross. Their eyes met when Buffy cupped his cheek, her thumb running along his full, bottom lip. Suddenly, she let out a gasp when Spike pulled on her hair playfully, pulling her face closer to his before their lips met in a fierce, passionate kiss.

After a few minutes she pulled away, smiling at Slash's pout, and tugging at his lower lip with his teeth. He let out a low moan, flicking his tongue behind his teeth, and Buffy swallowed, she knew that look. His hand was already dipping into her leather trousers and she looked up, chewing on her lip when he waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"C'mon, we're really late, now. Mr Giles will be cleaning at his glasses and practically talking to the clock by now."

Spike let out a dramatic sigh before speeding off onto the road, wincing when Brittany Spears' voice ran through the car. Buffy rolled her eyes in humor and started mimicking the song, before switching the radio station. She let out a sound of content, leaning back against the leather seat and propped her legs on the dashboard. Buffy was happy, two days without Spike was absolute hell.

With him, she felt free and she could be herself. They were inseparable, so much, that their friends called them 'Sid and Nancy'. Spike enjoyed it though, he said that Buffy was the female version of him. They had been together for three years, starting when Spike asked her out when they started high school. Before, they started off as friends, their interests were the same. Both of them were considered, 'punk rockers' because of their taste in music.

At school and to the public, Spike was considered a trouble maker, because he was always in the principles office, and got into a lot of fights. But when they were alone, Spike was the sweetest person you could ever meet. He only allowed her to see that, it was a shame he wouldn't let anyone else to see it.

The only fights the couple had were over cigarettes and lighters, and even that wasn't serious. Buffy was snapped out of thoughts when Spike reached over, while driving, and grabbed her hand, interlocking their fingers. She smiled at him before squeezing his hand, bringing them to her mouth and placed a kiss to the back of his hand.

Yeah, right now, life was good.


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