[A/N: Has swearing in it. Be warned.]

A Typical High School Story

"High School: the mouse race to prepare you for the rat race"

Chapter 1

"Angel? Angel!" Screamed a young girl, but it was no use. The handsome man she was shouting at, well his attention had been stolen by a young red haired in an even smaller skirt.

The young cheerleader sighed.

"Angel! I am sick of this. Look at me!"

Angel turned his head to the brunette. She was beautiful. Her skin was blemish free, and her hair flowed past her shoulders.

"We are over!" With one snap of her finger she turned to the crowd of girls surrounding her. "Come on girls."

"Cordi, wait."

"No! I've given you everything, and you just ignore me, except when you want something. I am sick of it! I can do so much better!" And with that, she had stormed off.

"Baby, you know you're going to be back." Angel called after her

"In your dreams"

"You know I'll be in yours". He winked.

Cordelia looked disgusted.

Angel O'Neil was used to a public breakup with his on and off again girlfriend, Cordelia. People would say they were the perfect couple. He was the star quarter back, and she, head cheerleader, but it would take more than perfect for Angel's eyes to stop wondering.

"Harmony, why did I ever date that jerk?" Cordelia asked the pretty blonde to her right.

The answer was easy.

"Well he is the most popular boy in the school, he's a senior, and a quarter back."

Cordelia thought for a brief moment. There was no telling when she had Angel would get back together, but she knew she was going to make a point. He couldn't keep treating her this way.

"Maybe." Cordelia then turned to Anya, another one of her friends.

"Make a list of all the popular single guys. Actually they don't have to be single, as long as their popular, and will get Angel going crazy. The winter dance is soon and I need a date."

"Aren't you going with Angel?" Anya asked.

"it's time he learnt that a girl as hot as I am, is in high demand."

Cordelia had never been modest, she had no reason to be. Her father was a successful business man, and her mother was a lady of leisure. Anything she wanted, she would have, even if it belonged to someone else.

"Your Cordelia Chase. If they have a date, then they'll ditch their date." Harmony giggled.

"So what you going to do now, Angel?"

Angel was tall dark and handsome. Every girl wanted to date him, and the guys, they wanted to be him.

"Just wait and let them come to me. It's like fishing Gunn, only I don't need any bait."

Charles Gunn was Angel's best friend. They were so different, yet had so much in common.

"Get real man."

"I'm serious bro."

Just then, a girl with black greasy hair, and thick round glasses walked by. Angel saw this as his chance to shine.

"Hey there beautiful."

The girl chuckled and smiled back, showing off a mouth full of braces.

Gunn frowned.

"That was way too easy. Look at her."

Angel shrugged. Gunn could pick any girl out from a crowd, and their reaction would be the same.

"Man, I've never met anyone like you." Gunn shook his head.

"If you've got it, you've just got it, and hell I have plenty of it."

"What is it?"

"I can have any girl I want."

"Any girl?"

"Anyone." Angel confirmed scanning the crowd. There were only three things on the seniors mind, girls, sex, and football.

"You know your my bro, and there's no disrespect here, but I don't think so."

"You real?" Angel raised his perfectly plucked brow. "Charles Gunn, I think your challenging me."

Gunn smirked. This was going to bring his best friend back down to reality.

"Damn right I am. Just one thing, I get to choose the girl."

"This is going to be way too easy. What are the rules?"

"You have to go all the way with whoever I chose, and I'll need video evidence."

Angel smiled. That wasn't an issue for him. He had been with more than enough girls who had been willing to record themselves.

Walking out of the school grounds the saw many people, but one girl caught Gunn's eye,

She was slim with jet black hair, and a ring through her nose. Her top was black with a skull on it, matching her black skin tight leather pants. Angel noticed Gunn looking and quickly interrupted.

"Way to easy." It was back in his sophomore year that Faith took him home after a few too many at the bronze. Neither of them spoke after it.

Quickly dismissing Angel's past antics, Gunn found the perfect girl.

"Buffy Summer's."

"Buffy who?"

"Over there." Gunn pointed at a group of three.

One of them stood out straight away. Her blonde hair shone in the sunlight, while her emerald eyes twinkled. Her body was in great shape.

"No way! Isn't she the chick that burnt down her last school?"

"You said anyone." Gunn shrugged, happy that his friend had lost all confidence.

"Yeah I meant anyone who isn't a deranged psycho. I mean how do I know she won't stab me?"

"You don't."

With that said, Gunn was gone. Leaving Angel to his challenge.

"Just great." Angel whispered to himself sarcastically

"So Willow, your coming over tonight yeah? Helping me with my history assignment." Buffy asked the red haired.

"Totally. I know how much help you need." She laughed

. Xander noticed Angel walking their way, well more strutting. One thing he would say, the guy had swag.

"Oh look out. Jerk alert, twelve o clock." Xander said bitterly.

"You know sometimes, I think you're jealous of him." Buffy teased.

"Jealous of him please, why would I be jealous of him?"

"Well he's popular, rich, good with the lady's and well just everything you're not."

"Jeeze confidence boost Buff, and in case you haven't noticed you're hardly queen B yourself"

"Yes but the difference is I'm not jealous of Cordelier and her minions"

"Neither am I"

"So why have you got an, I hate Cordelier and Angel fan club then" Willow asked.

Xander's face went bright red. Why couldn't his friends understand why he hated them so much? I mean they have only made their life hell since they came to high school, and everyone else's life hell that wasn't cool or popular. All of a sudden Buffy tripped over a loose brick and fell flat on her face scattering her books all over the place.

Perfect, Angel thought to himself seeing Buffy fall. He quickly ran over and gathered her books while offering his hand. She took it.

"Uh thanks." She said red faced. Panicking was an understatement. Angel O'Neil had just seen her fall over. They had never said two words to each other before. He had never given any of their hang the time of day, which made her wonder why all of a sudden he was there now.

"My pleasure." He replied helping her to her feet.

Willow and Xander stood there in shock, they couldn't believe what they just seen. Just as Buffy walked away Angel ran after her.

"Um ... are you new here, because I haven't seen you around before"

"No I've been here awhile now." Buffy replied

"Oh you sure? Because someone as hot as you, I would have noticed before."

"Well I tend to avoid people like you." Buffy said coldly, and walked back to her t friends leaving Angel alone and speechless.

Angel couldn't believe what had happened. No one had done that before. He was beginning the think that this would be more difficult than he though.

"So what was all that about?" Willow asked exited.

"Yeah Buff what did Mr I'm so popular everyone should bow down want?" Xander said.

"I really don't know."

This was going to bug her all day now.