"No way, did she really say that?" Buffy shrieked, causing her best friend Cordelia to jump and then laugh.
"Yeah, she did. Pretty unbelievable, huh?" Cordelia said.
"Oh my god. I'm so taking her down. The top was couture, you know. My dad sent it to me from L.A." Buffy replied, pulling a file out from her small black bag and filing down a scraggly nail.
"Oh well, you know Harmony, sweet girl, not that bright."
Buffy laughed, and then jumped off the table as she saw a peroxide blonde guy wearing a long leather coat, despite the warm sun beating down on the small Californian town, approach.
"Spike!" Buffy cried, and wrapped her arms round his neck, giving him a kiss hello.
Cordelia rolled her eyes. "Tone it down with the PDA's, would you?"
She was then distracted as a tall, dark haired, mysterious looking man came towards her from the other side of the quad. Well, Angel wasn't technically a man, but he could pass for a lot older than eighteen, much to the chagrin of the rest of the male senior class- Spike excluded.
"Hey, babe," Cordelia greeted him, mimicking Buffy's actions with Spike.
"Eew," Buffy teased, making a face.
"Aww, luv, don't go joking about Angel and Cordy's relationship. You know what Angel gets like when he's mad, don't you pet?" Spike said fondly, draping his arm around his tiny girlfriend's shoulders.
"Yeah, like that psycho ex of yours, remember Angel? What was her name? Daria?"
"Darla," Angel supplied sombrely. Then again, Angel was always sombre.
"Yeah, that's the one, Darla. Like, what was her childhood trauma? You put her in hospital for like a month! She shouldn't have been messing around in our relationship anyway," Cordelia jumped in, her face showing her contempt for Darla.
"Yeah. Grade A freak. Much like some people I could mention…" Buffy looked meaningfully at Willow, Xander and Jesse, all grouped round a maths text book.
Cordelia, Spike, and Angel all sniggered, and Spike grabbed Buffy's hand. "Come on, Buffy, we gotta go now if we wanna get to the hill before lunch. Principal Flutie will be doing his daily rounds in like a minute. Come on!"
"See you guys tonight at the Bronze!" Buffy called, waving to Cordelia and Angel.
"Bye! Have a nice time on your study trip!" Cordelia winked.
Laughing, Buffy and Spike ran out to Spike's car- the shiny black Mercedes which was technically his Dad's.
"This is gonna be great. You got the food in the back?" Buffy queried, sliding into the front passenger seat.
"Of course, luv. I even bought some of those onion blossom things from the Bronze the other night, 'specially for us."
"Aww!" Buffy cooed, leaning over to peck him on the cheek. "Thanks Spike. You're the best."
"You know it, pet." Spike stepped on the accelerator and zoomed out of the school parking lot.