A/N: Okay this is my second fanfiction story. If you have any ideas please email me at Spikesbabygirls@yahoo.com as soon as possible. Thanks and enjoy!
She sat by her window just staring out. The waves outside seemed to be endless. Every time one would come crashing down on the shore another one would be buliding up in the background. Kids were playing down there with their parents smiling, all jubilant and laughing like crazy.
Ever since Buffy was little, her dream was to be one of those little kids playing in the sun with her parents . Just having the time of her life, but no. That would never happen. Her parents were always fighting. Getting at each other's throats. They had even, three years ago, started abusing Dawn and herself. Well, not her mother. It was her father. He was a drug addict and a drinker.
She had found her mother countless times, beaten and bruised. There was blood too, sometimes and when Buffy had tried to help her mother one time, her father had grabbed her by the hair and literally thrown her out of the house. She had cried and cried, she was fourteen then, begging her father to let her back in. Buffy was startled out of her thoughts as she heard glass break. She ran downstairs to find her mother with a deep bloody gash on her arm and her father there, fuming with anger, staring at her with a deadly glare.
"Mom...." Buffy whimpered. Her mother told her to go back upstairs. Buffy just stood there. "
Now...hurry!" yelled her mother.
Buffy ran back upstairs and into Dawn's room this time.
"Dawn..." said Buffy, gently.
"Yeah?" said Dawn. She was putting her books in her bag, getting ready to go to school.
"I'm going to take you to school today." "Is it......is it because they're fighting again?" "Yeah...but just don't worry about it, k?"
"Okay." Dawn was eleven years old, currently attending the sixth grade. She had been beaten too once, but was saved by her sister's arrival one night. She loved her sister more than anything in the world. Her sister had to be probably the kindest, smartest, prettiest, and loving girl in the world. Like Dawn, Buffy had a passion for reading and writing .
Dawn couldn't remember them ever having a fight. Even though they had a six year age difference, Buffy didn't seem to mind, neither did Dawn. They would tell all their secrets to each other and would often hang out together, in avoidence of the house.
Their house was small, with 4 bedrooms. Nothing grand, but their backyard certainly was. They had a huge pool and jacuzzi with lots of grass area and there were tables, benches, hammocks, and a large waterfall. There also was a very nice view of the ocean. It had a large frontyard, too.
A little distance form the porch steps, there was brick stairs leading down to a brick street. Their driveway resembled the famous long brick street in San Fransico. That also led down to the brick street. Then , on the flat brick street, crossing it, you would reach another case of stairs that led down to a gate, which would lead you to the sandy beach .
Buffy was ready in her blue low riser jeans and a light pink turtleneck top. She also wore a colored, striped , wool scarf because of the chilly fall cold. Though it was sunny, it still was very cold. She grabbed her small little pink backpack. Her hair was very straight , reaching just below her chest. Blond silky hair, shining in the sunlight. She had very little make-up on, which didn't matter because she looked beautiful and natural without it. She had just some gloss and light eye shadow and her cheeks had their own touch of blush themselves.
Dawn would often envy her sister's good looks, but Buffy always reminded her that she was just as beautiful with her long chestnut hair and the boy that kept staring at her in class helped her confidence much more. *********************************************************************** Buffy had dropped off Dawn and had finished parking her car. She walked up the steps, immediately being greeted by her friends. Buffy was known throughout the school. She was probably the most popular girl in school. Everyone loved her because of her kindness and good fashion sense and the guys liked her because of her good looks.
She loved her studies, but yet had time to be the leading cheerleader on the varsity squad. What seperated her from Cordelia's group was Buffy was nice to nerds and she hanged out with some of them at lunch too, like Willow Rosenberg. She was her best friend and yet the biggest nerd of them all. Corelia was selfish and mean and she always had to have it her way. She fully despised Buffy too. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Leaving the principal's office. "So, I can give you the grand tour and tell you to hang with and who to not hang with" said Xander.
"Cool" said Spike, looking over his new schedule. He had just moved to Sunnydale with his dad from England. Xander was one of the average students. He wasn't on the football team or anything, but he wasn't a geeky computer nerd type.
"So .....this is the cafeteria.......and these are the lockers, "said Xander as he pointed to the areas and rounded the corner "this way is to all the classrooms.....," he walked out side and said "and this is the courtyard."
Spike looked around and all of a sudden, his breath was caught as he spotted the blond beauty. He had never seen anything as beautiful as her. No Niagra Falls, or sunset could beat this. Xander glanced at Spike and saw that he was looking wide eyed at Buffy.
"And that my friend, is Buffy Summers. The most gorgeous , kindest woman, you'll ever meet."
"Well, I better go introduce myself to her..."
"Hold it," said Xander, grabbing Spike's arm,"there is no way she'll go out with you."
"Why not?" asked Spike, looking at the ponce that introduced himself as Xander.
"Beeeecaaause, she is hard to get. And she is very popular. Plus, Angel, the guy who has tried to get her ever since she first came to Sunnydale High, would kill you if you ever got a chance with her."
"Well, we'll just have to see about that." said Spike as he walked towards Buffy again. Buffy was talking to her friends about her weekend when a man walked up to her. Clad in black, and very muscular. Buffy felt herself drooling. Wait, what was she thinking, she didn't even know this guy and already she wanted to kiss him endlessly. Her friends said bye and walked away.
She kept her calm and asked, "Can I help you?" Her voice was music to his ears.
"Yes, you can, pet." He's Bristish! Oh god, what a turn on!
"How is that?" asked Buffy, clearing her thoughts.
"Well, luv. I'm sure you have been asked this many times, but I very much would like to have a date, and I can't do that without a partner, so..........I thought that maybe, if you don't mind, would you go out with me?"
Buffy was silent for a second, then burst out laughing. She was clutching her stomach and bending over.
"Luv, what's so funny?"
"Sorry ::laughs:: no, really sorry, but it's just that you want me to go on a date with you when I don't even know who the hell you are!"
"Oh, yeah...sorry," said Spike, turning deep red.
"It's alright, I think it's kind of .......cute," said Buffy, shrugging. Spike smiled at her, "You think I'm cute?" "I never said that."
Spike frowned.
"I think you're hot, and your little brain is cute," said Buffy smiling "So......what is your name?"
"Oh, it's Spike Giles."
"Spike?"
"Yeah. It's a nickname. My real name is ...er......um...er...."
"C'mon. My parents were probably on crack when they named me. Who names their child Buffy?" "It's William...."said Spike looking down.
"William......I like it. It brings a sort of warm feeling to say it. It's all poetry type and romantic. Do you mind if I call you William?"
"No..." said Spike, delighted with the thought that she didn't think his name was stupid like others had.
"Well, William.....I would love to be your date."
Spike grinned from ear to ear. "How about Friday, pet?"
"Sure thing," said Buffy and with that she gave him a peck on the cheek and walked away.
Spike put his palm on his cheek and smiled, "I believe there is such thing as love at first sight."
"Dude! What did you do?" asked Xander, who had watched the whole display.
"I guess it just comes naturally..." said Spike, smirking. He then walked away with his hands in his pockets and kept going back to the earlier conversation in his head. Yup, he was definitely falling hard and fast!
A/N: So................?What do you think?
She sat by her window just staring out. The waves outside seemed to be endless. Every time one would come crashing down on the shore another one would be buliding up in the background. Kids were playing down there with their parents smiling, all jubilant and laughing like crazy.
Ever since Buffy was little, her dream was to be one of those little kids playing in the sun with her parents . Just having the time of her life, but no. That would never happen. Her parents were always fighting. Getting at each other's throats. They had even, three years ago, started abusing Dawn and herself. Well, not her mother. It was her father. He was a drug addict and a drinker.
She had found her mother countless times, beaten and bruised. There was blood too, sometimes and when Buffy had tried to help her mother one time, her father had grabbed her by the hair and literally thrown her out of the house. She had cried and cried, she was fourteen then, begging her father to let her back in. Buffy was startled out of her thoughts as she heard glass break. She ran downstairs to find her mother with a deep bloody gash on her arm and her father there, fuming with anger, staring at her with a deadly glare.
"Mom...." Buffy whimpered. Her mother told her to go back upstairs. Buffy just stood there. "
Now...hurry!" yelled her mother.
Buffy ran back upstairs and into Dawn's room this time.
"Dawn..." said Buffy, gently.
"Yeah?" said Dawn. She was putting her books in her bag, getting ready to go to school.
"I'm going to take you to school today." "Is it......is it because they're fighting again?" "Yeah...but just don't worry about it, k?"
"Okay." Dawn was eleven years old, currently attending the sixth grade. She had been beaten too once, but was saved by her sister's arrival one night. She loved her sister more than anything in the world. Her sister had to be probably the kindest, smartest, prettiest, and loving girl in the world. Like Dawn, Buffy had a passion for reading and writing .
Dawn couldn't remember them ever having a fight. Even though they had a six year age difference, Buffy didn't seem to mind, neither did Dawn. They would tell all their secrets to each other and would often hang out together, in avoidence of the house.
Their house was small, with 4 bedrooms. Nothing grand, but their backyard certainly was. They had a huge pool and jacuzzi with lots of grass area and there were tables, benches, hammocks, and a large waterfall. There also was a very nice view of the ocean. It had a large frontyard, too.
A little distance form the porch steps, there was brick stairs leading down to a brick street. Their driveway resembled the famous long brick street in San Fransico. That also led down to the brick street. Then , on the flat brick street, crossing it, you would reach another case of stairs that led down to a gate, which would lead you to the sandy beach .
Buffy was ready in her blue low riser jeans and a light pink turtleneck top. She also wore a colored, striped , wool scarf because of the chilly fall cold. Though it was sunny, it still was very cold. She grabbed her small little pink backpack. Her hair was very straight , reaching just below her chest. Blond silky hair, shining in the sunlight. She had very little make-up on, which didn't matter because she looked beautiful and natural without it. She had just some gloss and light eye shadow and her cheeks had their own touch of blush themselves.
Dawn would often envy her sister's good looks, but Buffy always reminded her that she was just as beautiful with her long chestnut hair and the boy that kept staring at her in class helped her confidence much more. *********************************************************************** Buffy had dropped off Dawn and had finished parking her car. She walked up the steps, immediately being greeted by her friends. Buffy was known throughout the school. She was probably the most popular girl in school. Everyone loved her because of her kindness and good fashion sense and the guys liked her because of her good looks.
She loved her studies, but yet had time to be the leading cheerleader on the varsity squad. What seperated her from Cordelia's group was Buffy was nice to nerds and she hanged out with some of them at lunch too, like Willow Rosenberg. She was her best friend and yet the biggest nerd of them all. Corelia was selfish and mean and she always had to have it her way. She fully despised Buffy too. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Leaving the principal's office. "So, I can give you the grand tour and tell you to hang with and who to not hang with" said Xander.
"Cool" said Spike, looking over his new schedule. He had just moved to Sunnydale with his dad from England. Xander was one of the average students. He wasn't on the football team or anything, but he wasn't a geeky computer nerd type.
"So .....this is the cafeteria.......and these are the lockers, "said Xander as he pointed to the areas and rounded the corner "this way is to all the classrooms.....," he walked out side and said "and this is the courtyard."
Spike looked around and all of a sudden, his breath was caught as he spotted the blond beauty. He had never seen anything as beautiful as her. No Niagra Falls, or sunset could beat this. Xander glanced at Spike and saw that he was looking wide eyed at Buffy.
"And that my friend, is Buffy Summers. The most gorgeous , kindest woman, you'll ever meet."
"Well, I better go introduce myself to her..."
"Hold it," said Xander, grabbing Spike's arm,"there is no way she'll go out with you."
"Why not?" asked Spike, looking at the ponce that introduced himself as Xander.
"Beeeecaaause, she is hard to get. And she is very popular. Plus, Angel, the guy who has tried to get her ever since she first came to Sunnydale High, would kill you if you ever got a chance with her."
"Well, we'll just have to see about that." said Spike as he walked towards Buffy again. Buffy was talking to her friends about her weekend when a man walked up to her. Clad in black, and very muscular. Buffy felt herself drooling. Wait, what was she thinking, she didn't even know this guy and already she wanted to kiss him endlessly. Her friends said bye and walked away.
She kept her calm and asked, "Can I help you?" Her voice was music to his ears.
"Yes, you can, pet." He's Bristish! Oh god, what a turn on!
"How is that?" asked Buffy, clearing her thoughts.
"Well, luv. I'm sure you have been asked this many times, but I very much would like to have a date, and I can't do that without a partner, so..........I thought that maybe, if you don't mind, would you go out with me?"
Buffy was silent for a second, then burst out laughing. She was clutching her stomach and bending over.
"Luv, what's so funny?"
"Sorry ::laughs:: no, really sorry, but it's just that you want me to go on a date with you when I don't even know who the hell you are!"
"Oh, yeah...sorry," said Spike, turning deep red.
"It's alright, I think it's kind of .......cute," said Buffy, shrugging. Spike smiled at her, "You think I'm cute?" "I never said that."
Spike frowned.
"I think you're hot, and your little brain is cute," said Buffy smiling "So......what is your name?"
"Oh, it's Spike Giles."
"Spike?"
"Yeah. It's a nickname. My real name is ...er......um...er...."
"C'mon. My parents were probably on crack when they named me. Who names their child Buffy?" "It's William...."said Spike looking down.
"William......I like it. It brings a sort of warm feeling to say it. It's all poetry type and romantic. Do you mind if I call you William?"
"No..." said Spike, delighted with the thought that she didn't think his name was stupid like others had.
"Well, William.....I would love to be your date."
Spike grinned from ear to ear. "How about Friday, pet?"
"Sure thing," said Buffy and with that she gave him a peck on the cheek and walked away.
Spike put his palm on his cheek and smiled, "I believe there is such thing as love at first sight."
"Dude! What did you do?" asked Xander, who had watched the whole display.
"I guess it just comes naturally..." said Spike, smirking. He then walked away with his hands in his pockets and kept going back to the earlier conversation in his head. Yup, he was definitely falling hard and fast!
A/N: So................?What do you think?