Buffy looked around cautiously as she entered Sunnydale High. She wore a pair of baggy jeans, a large black shirt, and army boots she hardly ever took off. As soon as she reached the main hall she was practically attacked by the popular girls. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here. Fluffy Summers." "Well, well, well. Look what we have here. Harmony Kendall." Buffy mocked. Harmony smirked and replied, "Gee Fluffy with that attitude of yours you just might win bitch of the year." "As defending champion, you nervous?" She shot back then walked off, leaving the fake blonde gawking at her in shock.

Angel smile at the show. Harmony was a bitch. She deserved it. Angel sighed at the thought of the small *real* blonde. Buffy Summers. She was unique. He thought she was so cool. He remembered back in the first grade when she started crying because Riley stole her Mr. Gordo. Angel smiled. He punched Riley and got her Mr. Gordo. She had smiled at him and hugged him. He remembered how muck he liked how she felt in his arms. But then in the third grade Riley cut her hair during science class. Angel managed to get the scissors away but only after Riley cut off her braid. Buffy spun around and looked at Angel in shock and started crying. She'd hated him ever since. Angel's eyes darkened with sadness. He wasn't supposed to talk to her. She was considered a freak. And Angel was popular. Evan if he was, she probably wouldn't want to talk to him. She liked her hair a lot back then. So did he. He still did actually.