Hello everyone! Mimi here and I bring you my latest creation, "Spiceberry". It's about how Xander falls hard for an 18-year old named Nicolette who hasn't even created high school yet. This perfectionist bookworm pretends to hate him, but inside, she really wants to be with him.

Genres: Drama, romance, and friendship.

Pairings: Xander/Nicolette (OC)

Rating: T for language and minor sexual content

Summary: Nicolette is the hard-working 18-year old about to graduate high school. She's known Xander since freshmen year, and no matter how much she lies to herself, she knows she likes him. Xander loves the hot-tempered and feisty braniac, and would love to take her out. Things take a turn when he falls for her hard.

Nicolette kept her eyes on the papers in front of her, reviewing for her history test she had the next day. She felt so at home in the library; surrounded by books and computers and nothing but papers and textbooks for company made her feel so at peace with herself, especially with the peace and quiet.

Nicolette pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail. Finals were two weeks away, and then she would graduate! She could finally say "Fuck you" to all those bastards who picked on her (some had already dropped out, and Nicolette was sure they had no future) and get ready for college. That would mean a job to save up some money, pack her bags, and go to her new dorm that hopefully didn't include a roommate. Nicolette liked to be alone with her books.

The librarian, Miss Jackson, gave her the ten-minutes-until-closing warning. She nodded, and went over a few more terms before closing her books and packing her red and white backpack.

She began the walk home, going over important dates in her head. She was happy it was Friday, since she had the weekend to create review material on the internet and transfer her notes onto her laptop. She reminded herself to check her agenda to make sure she reviewed the previous chapters. She knew she would ace the finals, and laugh at those who were too stupid to study and prepared like she had.

However, she wasn't prepared for the sudden fall and the side of her face hitting the sidewalk. She growled, getting to her feet and wasn't surprised when she came face-to-forehead with the slightly taller Xander. She rolled her eyes. "Nice going retard!" She snapped, placing her hands on her hips.

Xander held up his hands in defense. "Sorry Babe; I turned the corner and didn't see you until it was too late." She looked to the flat blue board with flames on wheels. He'd be skateboarding and not paying attention to what was going on around him.

Excuses, excuses, excuses; that was all he was really good for, wasn't it? He slacked off in high school, graduating a year before her, and just barely did so. He slacked off, and spent his weekends partying instead of studying. "Don't call me babe." She said with another roll of her eyes. She turned and tried to make her way home, but Xander stood in front of her.

He folded his arms across his chest and smirked. "Mkay, sweetheart." She tried to move, but he again blocked her path. "I want you and me to do something tomorrow night."

"I'm busy." She replied, moving past him. As if she'd ever waste her time on him.

"Baby, c'mon. It'd help take that pole out of your ass!"

That had certainly grabbed her attention. Nothing could get her attention better than that. "I do not have a pole up my ass."

And what a nice ass it was. In fact, Nicolette's body was better than most he had seen. She raised an eyebrow as he eyed her neck area-or at least she thought it was her neck area. "Baby, you deserve this. It's just one party, and I promise not to drug you."

Once that came out, he realized how stupid it was.

"I didn't mean that-"

She had already turned around in a huff, not even knowing what to say to him.

She tossed her backpack onto the chair, going to get herself something to eat to feed her belly so she could feed her brain afterwards. God, the nerve of that guy! He was the bane of her existence! He had been since her freshmen year, when he was a sophomore. Their personalities-hers being uptight, strict, hardworking and prudent and his being easy-going, relaxed, lazy, and a bit dimwitted-collided fiercely.

The worst part of the whole situation was that she liked him.

She used to think that she liked attentive guys who paid attention to her and studied hard and texted her all of the time and were sensitive and caring. Then she got her first boyfriend.

And he turned to be the most whiny and annoying (not to mention clingy) asshole she had ever met. He thought he was so big and bad when he was a goddamn goody-two-shoes. He texted her, but he never left her alone. And she discovered that she didn't like sensitive guys; she liked tough guys. Guys who liked to argue. Guys who actually had a pair and acted like guys! Her first boyfriend had made her feel like the guy in the relationship. She hated that. So she broke up with him. It had taken him two weeks to stop contacting her. She had to change her cell phone number and email twice.

After that, she discovered she liked Xander's attitude. He was hot-headed and not a force most people wanted to mess with. But Nicolette wasn't most people.

That was why Xander was so interested in her.

Most girls cared about their hair and makeup and what to wear to school. They obsessed over Justin Beiber, Twilight, and the Jershey Shore. Nicolette thought all of those things were stupid. And she didn't come to school in six inch heels. She had said, "Wearing hooker heels to school when you have to walk and go up and down stairs doesn't make you a 'hot bitch'-it makes you a goddamn idiot."

Nothing says, "I have an IQ lower than 45 like wearing 15-pounds of makeup and almost no clothing." Most of those girls didn't even have the body for that kind of clothing, and Nicolette had too much sense to wear something anything along those lines.

But he'd get her to go to that party with him. No matter what it took, he'd get her to agree. He'd take down that wall she put around herself to keep people (especially those like him) out and he'd get her to cave. Nicolette could only take so much; she had very little patience, and if he asked enough, she would go with him.

Bam, first chapter! Booyah. I got a new story up and another updated. Hmm, not a bad day for me at all.

Until next time!

~Mimi