"I feel trapped, stuck inside a world that isn't mine,
The worst part is that I can't escape from him,
He's everywhere I go; in everything I touch even when I can't see him he's there inside my head taunting me.
Within memories he exists. Lurking with in the shadows snarling at every turn I make every thought I see in my minds eye is constantly about this man, this boy I cannot begin to comprehend.
I see him at night when the air is hot and the moon is full, he comes to me dressed in black leather and begs with me to break free from the prison cell that is my life to drift with him into another world where I can be free from harm and loss.
Is this what it feels like to love another to be so lost in ones head that you feel that you are constantly being watched, studied to the point where everything becomes one, every flake of every object collide together to form a single being…………." she finished dramatically,
"Buffy that's an………interesting piece of writing" Mrs. Johnson said uncertainly sitting on her desk her legs draped before her."
"Yea its blood' brilliant!" a British voice remarked sarcastically from behind Buffy.
She whipped around "Oh, like you could do any better!" she spat out with as much venom as she could muster, "Your head is so stuck up your ass you couldn't see the page to write on let alone read it"
"Miss Summers that is quiet enough" Mrs. Johnson interrupted placing herself between the raging blonds, "if you two can not be civil to each other than do not talk at all" she whispered fiercely to the pair her eyes shining with anger that threatened to burst forward, but it never did…. she at least could keep her feelings intact Buffy thought glaring at Spike over the teachers tall shoulder.
Without another word Buffy plonked herself down in her chair, why she had to be placed near Spike in all her classes she did not know and preceded to ignore him for the rest of the lesson.
Obviously he had no intention of leaving her alone "Hey Summers?" Spikes voice hummed in her left ear raising the hair on the back of her neck and stirring her blood, she felt hands on her shoulders, grasping the nearest one she planned to pull hard, but instead found herself being yanked backward and onto Spikes desk,
"William that is not appropriate behavior for class time! I have had enough of you two wait behind after class please, ………..Both of you," she said in answer to my look of triumph,
"But Mrs. I didn't do anything!" Buffy shot back glaring daggers at the teacher,
"You as good as, I saw you grab his hand, don't tell me you were just going to give him something if William had not reacted first you would have done the pulling"
"God I hate him!" Buffy said scribbling on her art page as she said it, "he got me in detention for a month! A month of Spike can you believe it; Mrs. Johnson said that if this doesn't stop us from arguing she doesn't no what will."
"A month! Can they do that?" Willow asked concerned.
"She did" Buffy remarked her fists clenched in anger
"Oh Buffy im sorry I wasn't there" Willow replied halting Buffy's violent paintbrush movements with a gentle hand,
"Im gonna miss Tae Quon Do for a month, maybe more when mum finds out" Buffy cried out in horror realizing what Spike had done.
"Isn't Spike there too?" Willow asked nudging Buffy when she did not respond
"God don't remind me the only good thing about him being there is that I get to kick his ass!" Buffy stated smiling at the thought of it, "Well I guess if he has to miss it too it makes me feel a little better" Buffy added cheerfully a smile creeping upon her face.
Willow glanced up from her sketching and smiled, her best friend was feeling better even if doing that meant dissing Spike it was worth it, "Are you going to use that in your panel?"
"Wha….?" Buffy asked surprisingly confused as she stared at willow beside her, this was the only class in which she did not have to sit with captain peroxide! For that she was grateful other wise he would be dead by now.
"The painting?" Will tried again gesturing to the page that Buffy had been slowly destroying with globs of paint. She glanced down
"Opps" she whispered, "Guess not" at that Willow laughed.
"He just makes me soooooo angry" Buffy said emphasizing her point by stabbing again
at the already full page.
"How about milkshakes at the bronze tonight, to get your mind off the horrible start to the year?" Will asked her eyes sincere
"Thanks for the thought Will but detention starts tonight" Buffy said sighing as she said it.
3.15 pm
Agh! Detention has begun Buffy thought with dismay as she slowly scuffed her feet toward her doom!
"Miss Summer's Detention began 5 minuets ago, its not up for you to decide when you want to turn up, be here promptly after school!" Mr. Hackle stated gruffly
"As I have already stated to the students who turn up promptly this year the board has decided to pair students up in detention time to work on…certain chores that need doing around the school. And seen as everyone has been paired up already William who had graciously offered to work alone will now have to go with you Miss. Summer" he finished the hint of a smile reached his mouth lighting up his eyes.
"Work………work with Spike?"… Buffy managed to croak out just as Spike shouted
"Work with Summer's your blood' kidding!"
"No I think it could be good for the two of you to finally put aside you anger at each other and set a good example for the freshmen" Mr. Hackle said no longer able to hide his glee at pairing the blonds together.
Buffy sighed loudly groaning inward at this show of inhumanity and took the only available seat, which happened to be no surprise here next to Spike. She slouched down bracing her feet firmly on the floor.
"Now to begin,"Mr. Hackles voice droned
A/N hey guys please review my story and tell me what you think!