A/N: Ok, so this is a response to challenge # 25 at Bring on the Bloodshed/Bloodshedverse. The challenge is below, and I hadn't planned on starting it yet, but when something is just screaming through your blood... you kinda let it take high priority. Frickin' drove me crazy till I started. Even after... lol. Well, let's get goin' then!

Disclaimer: They aren't mine, I just enjoy taking them out to play, and you guys get to enjoy the end result.

Warning: Blood play eventually

Spoilers: None. Totally AU

Summary: As said, totally AU. Buffy is completely friendless and living with her workaholic dad. At school, she is teased mercilessly, and at home she remains in isolation. But someone is watching her... And he's going to turn her life upside down…

Challenge: High School Story- with a twist!

Buffy's the geek at Sunnydale High School with no friends. Her Dad, a widower from a horrible car crash, is never home business as usual. Buffy usually goes right to her house after school, never going anywhere and that doesn't help her social life. But little does Buffy know that someone watches her. Someone watches how she cries at night, studies hard, and even sees the beauty beneath modest out of style clothes and glasses. Of course, it does help that he watches her when she bathes too wink wink. Spike is the silent observer that watches Buffy. One night he watches as she comes home with more life and warmth he had ever seen, she breaks the normal routine and for the first time goes to the Bronze, where a horrible prank is played on her making her wish she had never listened to.... (Whoever you chose to say) to come here. Spike very angry finally shows himself to Buffy introduces himself and asks her on a date. In the next following weeks, he lavishes Buffy with new clothes, contact lenses, fine jewelry, expensive restaurants, and physical exploration. Meanwhile, Buffy's school life is at an all time low mostly being recognized in a bad way, teased and such, Spike does something about it and you get to decide what.

1. Spike is a vampire but Buffy is not the slayer

2. There are no other vampires in this fic except a few fledglings and minions

3. Buffy has NO friends, not even Willow or Xander... none!

4. Buffy thinking she is not good enough and lots of low self esteem

5. Buffy's eyes are opened to the vampire world, she can be a vamp if you want, but she just has to find out about it

6. NO Spike cannot hide his vamp-y-ness from Buffy. She must know for lots of bitey goodness to happen

7. Lots of Smut

Prologue: Every Breath You Take

"Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you

Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you

O can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches with every step you take

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

Since you've gone I been lost without a trace
I dream at night I can only see your face
I look around but it's you I can't replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
I keep crying baby please

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you"

"Every Breath You Take" by Sting

Buffy sighed as she waited for the last bell of the day to ring. She hated study hall almost as much as she hated lunch. She looked at the clock. Five minutes. Suddenly, a paper ball hit her in the head. Buffy heard laughter behind her. She sighed again and gathered her things, getting ready to leave. The bell rang, and she let out a breath of relief, glad the day was over.

She headed towards her locker and put her books away. Swinging the door shut, Buffy weaved in and out of the crowd making her way to the doors leading to her freedom. She breathed in the fresh air, thrilled to be out for the weekend. Or at least, so she thought...

"Hey, look. It's our good friend Betty," Cordelia Chase remarked. Cordelia was the most popular girl in school and constantly picked on Buffy, the friendless, fashion-victim loser.

Buffy stiffened, but kept walking, hoping they would just let her escape this time, but doubting it immensely.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Parker Abrams said as he came to block her path. Parker was the school player and had once made Buffy think he liked her before brutally throwing her aside for his current girlfriend, Harmony Kendall.

"I-I need to get home," Buffy stuttered.

"Aw. Daddy doesn't want you out late? But that's right, daddy's not there!" The group laughed at Cordelia's snarky comment. "Not even your own dad cares about you," she sneered.

Buffy's eyes welled up with tears, but she shut them tight behind her glasses and pushed her way through the group before running towards her home, the sound of their laughter ringing in her ears.

Buffy sank further into the water. The bubbles in the bath hid everything beneath the water's surface from view. Her hair was piled sloppily on top of her head, and her green eyes were uncovered, her glasses resting on the counter top a few feet away from her.

She looked out the window over the dark street below. This was her favorite thing to do every night. Buffy would go upstairs, fill the tub, and have a nice long soak. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back...

Buffy heard something. It was a tapping sound. Getting up, she wrapped a towel around herself and went to find the source of the noise. Slowly, she crept down the stairs. She listened for a moment before turning left into the kitchen. Her hand hovered over the doorknob of the back door. The tapping was filling her ears now; it was all she could hear. She clutched her white towel closer to her body. Her hand wrapped around the doorknob and twisted, slowly cracking the door open. She inched it open until she stood in the doorway, peering out into the darkness. Suddenly, a shadow moved. It was getting closer, stalking across the yard. Buffy stood, frozen in fear. A pale hand curled out towards her; she stared at it in absolute horror. Her mouth fell open. She tried to scream...

Buffy gasped for air, jolting awake. The water splashed wildly around her. She regained her breath before shakily climbing out of the tub. As she wrapped her body in a towel, she got an odd feeling. Slowly, she turned to face the window. She took a hesitant step forward, feeling like someone was watching her. As she thought she saw a shadow move in the yard, she turned and fled. She ran into her room, letting her towel fall to the ground before diving into bed. She was curled up, clutching the covers to her chest, hair fallen down to frame her face. She still had that feeling... She looked over at her window with the curtains wide open. She got up, holding the sheet to her body. She walked towards the window and stretched out a hand, her heart pounding in her ears...

The ring of the telephone cut through the silence like a sharp blade through melted butter. Buffy jumped. Reluctantly, she turned from the window and went downstairs to answer the phone.

"Hello?" she spoke into the phone in her hand.

"Buffy?" a voice asked. "It's Cordelia. How ya doin'?" the cheerleader asked in a chipper voice.

"Uh, fine..." Buffy trailed off in confusion.

"Well, I just wanted to call and tip you off. Angel was saying he was going to call you and ask you out to the Bronze tonight. I think it'd be great if you said yes and went with him. I know we're all pretty mean to you, but Angel's our friend, and he really likes you, so for him I guess we can let you be one of us. Well, anywho, hope to see you there!" And then there was nothing but a dial tone.

Buffy stared at the phone in her hand in shock. Had that really been Queen C on the phone? And had she really said that Angel, Buffy's long-time crush, was going to ask her out?! Buffy dropped the phone back in its cradle before racing upstairs to get ready.

An hour later, Angel had called and asked her out. Buffy was floating on cloud nine. Her dream and the feeling she was being watched long forgotten, Buffy had pulled out a pink sundress and gotten ready. Now, she was practically skipping on her way to the Bronze to meet Angel. She just couldn't believe her change of luck…

Buffy paid the cover charge and walked in. She had never been to the Bronze before, but Angel had told her to wait for him below the upper level. She found somewhere to sit easily enough, near underneath the upper floor. Settling in, she began to scan the crowd for Angel. The whole night was drugging her, she was so euphoric.

Suddenly, she saw him. Angel was walking towards her! She grinned and gave him a little wave, nervousness slamming into her full force. He smiled back at her. As he got a few feet from her, he glanced up and smirked just as she felt something slimy hit the top of her head. Buffy stared at Angel in horror as he laughed while she was covered in mud, a few worms still included. Tears began to run down her face as she heard more laughter coming from above her. She looked up to see Parker, Harmony, and all of their friends standing on the upper level, an empty bucket in Parker's hand. Buffy looked back down only to see a grinning Cordelia wrapped in Angel's embrace. He leaned down to kiss her cheek as the pair continued to laugh. She was surrounded by their laughter…

Buffy ran. She ran from the building, ran from Parker, ran from Harmony, ran from Cordelia, ran from Angel… She ran from everything and everyone, not stopping until she was at home. She rushed upstairs to the bathroom once again that evening, almost tripping in her haste as her sobbing continued. They had always been cruel to her, but tonight was just… She couldn't bear it.

After spending nearly an hour in the shower, Buffy finally felt clean again. She trudged into her room and collapsed on top of her bed, crying still. She wished she had never picked up the phone that night. Wished she had never listened to Cordelia. Wished she had never listened to Angel. Wished she had never gone... She just wanted the entire night to erase itself.

After a bit, her tears slowed and her breathing evened out as she fell asleep…

Unbeknownst to her, in the shadows outside her window, a figure stood watching her… Spike stood watching her from his spot behind the tree in her front yard. He had watched everything that happened that night, even followed her to and from the Bronze. As soon as the sun had set, he'd been out there, watching her every move. He had been watching her for weeks now. Studying her. Noting her interaction with others, or really her lack thereof, along with everything she did. And tonight had been the deciding factor.

Yes, he had decided, she would be his. He would have her even if it took everything he had to get her. But first, he had to get her ready…

And with that final though, he turned, duster billowing out behind him, and walked off into the night to set his plans in motion…

TBC…

A/N: Man, at one point I thought she was never getting dressed! She's been spending a lot of time naked... Not really what I intended, but I guess it works. Lol. And a lot of running. But, eh. So, tell me what you guys think! I'm dying to know!! Oh, and before anyone asks where her dad is, that will be explained next chappie in a conversation she's going to have with someone.