Ttitle: The Exchange Student

Author: Jess (aka SpikedAngel)

Pairing: Angel/Spike

Summary: Angel's family get an exchange student from England. Spike is just trying to get away from his parents. Teenage Human AU. Spangel slash.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, they belong to Joss but let me play with my boys.

WEBSITE: www. geocities . com / jesslair ---- just take out the spaces... :P

Angel couldn't believe his ears. "You've done what?!?" He asked, still not believing he could have heard her correctly.

"Well we figured that since your brother moved out we have a lot of space around here and that getting an exchange student would be a good experience for us all," His mother explained.

"But still, why my room? There are other rooms available." Angel pointed out. "And why do we need a student at all?"

"Relax Liam," his father said, his parents still refused to call him by his nickname. "It's only whilst your Aunt is visiting, as soon as they leave we'll move him into one of the spare rooms."

"Him?" Angel asked. He couldn't believe they wanted to get an exchange student and didn't even get a girl. If it was some mysterious, exotic girl he would have absolutely no problem.

"Yes, him." His mother replied knowing exactly what Angel was thinking. "Besides aren't you going out with that girl, what's her name? Bunny?"

"Buffy," Angel corrected. "That's not the issue here. You want me to share my room with some freaked up English guy?"

"I'm sure he's perfectly normal-"

"But still it's my room!" Angel complained. His parents just didn't get it, having some nerd sharing his room would totally cramp his style. How was he supposed to have the guys over when he had some guy in his room alphabetising his computer files and upgrading his virus protection? "Anyway, won't Aunt Joyce and Wes be gone by the time he gets here?"

Angel's parents looked at each other.

"Well see that's the thing…" his mother started. "He's coming tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?!?" Angel said nearly shouting.

"Settle down. This is why we didn't tell you earlier; we knew you'd have a fit and we didn't want you to try and talk us out of it and knowing you, probably succeed."

"But still," Angel started, beginning to realise his arguments were fruitless.

"You'll get along great," his mother said trying to smooth things over. "He's into books, poetry and he even plays musical instruments."

"He sounds queer," Angel pointed out.

Angel's father had had enough. "There's no point complaining, Liam. He's coming, he's sharing your room until they leave and that's it, end of story."

"Whatever," Angel muttered, raising his arms in defeat and turning away to retreat to his room.

"Glad to see you're so co-operative," his father yelled after him.

"No worries," Angel replied sarcastically, already halfway up the stairs. He sighed and padded down the hall towards his bedroom. That was the point- it was his bedroom. Not some fucking guest room for geeks looking to 'expand their cultural horizons', or whatever shit it was they wrote on their applications. He entered his room, slamming the door loudly behind him so his parents would know he was still pissed. He turned his CD player on and turned up the volume, fully intent on venting his anger through his music. He was interrupted a few minutes later by a knock at his door.

"Liam honey, can I come in?" his mother asked, almost yelling over the music.

"Sure, in fact, since it's not my room anymore, maybe you should ask William." Angel responded and turned the music down.

His mother opened the door and was immediately taken aback by the complete mess that was Liam's room. There was stuff everywhere.

"Liam, you might need to clean your room up a little bit before William gets here. We need to fit his bed in and…" She hesitated and looked around his room, "…he's a bit of the studious type."

"Fucking hell," Angel said under his breath.

"What's that?" Liam's mother asked again.

"I said I'm sure we'll get along swell," Angel said through gritted teeth.

"Perfect, well I guess I'll see you tomorrow morning then."

"Great."

Angel sighed as he looked around his room the floor was littered with CDs and clothes and he knew that underneath his bed there were a few empty beer bottles. He had a lot of work to do to nerdify it.

Angel slumped down in the stiff airport chair, he really did not want to be here. He had other plans for tonight. He was supposed to be going on a date that night with Buffy and he'd had to cancel at the last minute. He didn't mind missing his date so much, he and Buffy could catch up later, but still it beat sitting here and waiting for the plane to arrive. It was running about half an hour late and his parents had insisted on arriving fifteen minutes early, which meant ten more minutes of nothing. Fuck.

"I'm going to go check out the gift store," Angel said, already walking away. He looked around the gift shop, it seemed to only be full of snow globes, little statue of liberty lighters and other souvenirs. These are the kind of things Buffy likes, he thought sarcastically, actually for that matter William probably did too. Angel decided to leave the store quickly after spotting a pink stuffed squirrel, with a blue acorn shoved in its mouth, it reminded him strangely of Buffy had given one of her friends for Christmas. Besides William would probably want to visit it later.

Angel sat back down on the beige plastic chair. His parents actually looked really excited. They hadn't bothered making one of those little name placard things figuring that they would be able to pick him out. He saw people start to file out of one of the doors. "Here it goes I guess," He said to himself and stood up; he had to admit he was the slightest bit curious about the guy he would be sharing his room with. He kept standing for a few more moments watching as more and more people came out of the doors, but he still couldn't see William. Finally he saw someone heading over to them but it definitely wasn't what he had pictured. This guy had bleached blonde hair and was dressed entirely in black. He didn't seem like the nerd that Angel had been expecting.

"Hey, I'm Will." The guy said introducing himself, "I'm guessing you must be the O'Connors?"

His parents seemed slightly shocked but didn't falter for a moment. "Yes we are," his mother replied. "I'm glad you got here safely. I'm Jenny, this is Giles," she said gesturing to his father, "and this is Liam."

"Angel," Angel said glaring at his parents.

"Good to meet you." He replied.

"Well, William, you must be tired. It's about an hour and a bit back to Sunnydale from LAX so how about we chat in the car?" Giles said.

"Sounds good to me," Will replied.

Angel couldn't help but stare at him; he was so different to what he had expected. He saw Will looking at him and realised he had been caught staring. He shook himself and blinked a few times and looked away. Great, now Will probably thought he had epilepsy or something because he was looking at him really strangely. This would definitely be an interesting two weeks, he thought before following his parents to where they had parked.

A/N: Feedback? Yes please. I am Satan, watch me corrupt.