All England Has
A/N: Hey. This is my new story! I hope you like it! Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything sadly....except Spike...in my mind lol.
Rating: Pg13...for now...
Summary: Buffy is forced to live with her moms' friend Rupert Giles and his son Spike in England for 3 weeks while her mom is at a gallery convention in New York. What happens when the Engish badboy and the American sweetheart take hatred and passion to a whole new level? B/S. No vampires, no slayers. Oh the possibilities.
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Buffy opened her eyes slowly as the vibrant colors of her room took control. She moaned a slight sigh before rolling out of her warm comforter and standing on her carpet. She walked over to her closet and picked out a perfect outfit for her to wear today. She got dressed in the black mini- skirt and red tank top before striding downstairs to greet her mother. She loved Saturdays, always a hot home-made cooked meal ready on the table in the kitchen. When she got to the kitchen, she saw pancakes,eggs, and juice. She smelt the delicious scent before taking a bite. She stopped herself when looking at her mother, who was eyeing her.
" Morning mom, something wrong?" Buffy asked stepping away from the breakfast.
" Oh, no honey. I'm just glad your up. There's something I have been meaning to tell you." Joyce replied, plastering a fake smile on her face.
" Alright, alright! I admit it I burrowed your lipstick. In the sense of burrowing without returning or asking." Buffy pleaded.
" Actually, thats not what I wanted to talk to you about. But since you brought it up-" Joyce sad hastily.
" Oh no mom. I believe there was something you wanted to tell me. Give it to me straight." Buffy joked. Joyce started to get nervous, ripping at the newspaper in her hand.
" Well Buffy, you see...I have this convention to go to in New York, for the gallery." Joyce said stalling.
" Thats great mom! New York is totally the new L.A.And don't worry. I can totally take care of myself." Buffy said cheerfully.
" Thats just it....you can't. Not for this long." Joyce said waiting for a reply.
" Wait! How long are you going there for?" Buffy asked jumping inside, she knew something bad was coming.
" Well you see, my old friend Rupert Giles is in town, and he gratefully offered to look after you while I'm gone." Joyce answered.
" Okay, so how long is he staying here?" Buffy asked voice breaking. She wasn't too thrilled to have a total stranger in her house looking after her while her moms away.
" Thats another thing, he won't be staying here. You will be going back with him to England! won't that be fun?!" Joyce said, trying to make Buffy excited..failed attempt.
" England! No! Mom! You can't make me go! Please! Their like...English over there! They have like tea time and say cheerio!" Buffy said in anger.
" Buffy calm down, please. It's only 3 or 4 weeks. And I'm sure him and his son will make you feel welcome." Ms. Summers added getting up and taking a drink of her coffee mug.
" 3 or 4 weeks! No! His son?! I don't even know them mom! Please! Can't I stay here? I can take care of myself I promise." Buffy pleaded on the verge of a mental breakdown.
" No Buffy. End of discussion. Giles will be here tomorrow morning, so go pack. I mean it!" Joyce screamed sternly. Buffy grunted and ran up the stairs and slammed her door shut. She jumped on her bed and picked up her pink phone to call all of her friends.
" My life is over!" Buffy screamed into the reciever to her friends on the other line. They each had 3-way- calling, so they could have as many people on the phone at a time.
" Buffy? Whats wrong?" Cordelia answered.
" Yeah Buffy whats your trauma this week?" Faith said.
" My mom just told me I have to go to England with her old friend Ronald Giles or something! And he has a son!" Buffy screamed in drama.
" Thats terrible!" Willow said in sympothy.
" How long will you be gone?" Anya asked.
" Three weeks, four tops! My life is over!" Buffy said yet again.
" I feel so bad for you Buffy. But... English guys are pretty hot." Cordelia said cheering her up.
" Still, its going to be boresville. I'll miss you guys so much! And now, I won't get Angel to notice me! I thought he was just going to ask me out too!" Buffy shouted relieving some fury.
" Angel is sexy, but you might meet someone new." Faith added trying to be supportive.
" Oh and Buffy! I saved up money, so I could probably convince my parents to let me visit you for a few days!" Willow said.
" Thank God! Wills your my saviour! What about you guys?" Buffy asked crossing her fingers.
" I can swing daddy for a visit, I'm in."Cordelia added.
"Buffy you better be packing or I'm disconnecting all your electricity to your room!" Joyce yelled from downstairs. Buffy sighed.
" Gotta' go. I'm sorry guys. I'll call you as soon as I get there! Bye!" Buffy said hanging up the phone.
Buffy walked over to her closet and pulled out her suitcase and started packing some designer clothes, perfume, make- up, and magazines. Everything that will help her survive hell. She spent most of the day packing, and running, and yelling at her mom.
She really didn't want to go to England. Leave her friends, and the guy she had a crush on. She would have to go to a whole different school, and she didn't even know what the family was like she was staying with. Her mom said that he was 17, a year older than her. His mom had passed away a while ago and Giles was raising his son by himelf.
Buffy fell asleep on her bed, exhausted from everything that had occured today. She didn't sleep well, and had to get up early for Rupert to pick her up, her mom corrected her on his name many times. She got up and took a quick shower, just incase, and had a quick talk with her mom before he showed up.
" Remember Buffy, behave. I don't need to remind you that Rupert is doing this for me, very generous of him. I don't want you causing any trouble. If I get even one phone call about your behaviour, why young lady, you won't be able to go to your vacation you wanted in Hawaii this summer. I mean it." Joyce replied rambling on. Buffy zoned her out.
" Yeah mom, I'll behave. No biggy. But I was wondering...if Giles is so booksmart...I won't have to go to like museums or historical placey things right?" Buffy asked holding her breath.
" Well he did said he wanted you and his son to get better aquainted. And he did have one picked out, filled with the most exquisate paintings and sculptures." Joyce answered.
" Mom, please, you work at a gallery, not me. The only art I like is a blackbelt in shopping." Buffy said sighing. The doorbell rang and Buffy picked up her suitcase. She hugged her mom and told her she loved her.
As soon as Giles walked through the door, she looked at his dingy clothes, and glasses. If this is what he was like...she wasn't too sure she wanted to meet his son.
"Ah, Buffy, I'm Rupet Giles. Nice to meet you. We best be going, we'll miss our plane. Joyce, nice to see you again." Rupert smiled. Buffy gulped as she heard these words. As she left her house, and prayed to God, she had a bad feeling about this whole thing.
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TBC...
Spike and Buffy meet next... desire? feelings? hatred? fighting? attraction?..... read and review!....
A/N: Hey. This is my new story! I hope you like it! Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything sadly....except Spike...in my mind lol.
Rating: Pg13...for now...
Summary: Buffy is forced to live with her moms' friend Rupert Giles and his son Spike in England for 3 weeks while her mom is at a gallery convention in New York. What happens when the Engish badboy and the American sweetheart take hatred and passion to a whole new level? B/S. No vampires, no slayers. Oh the possibilities.
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Buffy opened her eyes slowly as the vibrant colors of her room took control. She moaned a slight sigh before rolling out of her warm comforter and standing on her carpet. She walked over to her closet and picked out a perfect outfit for her to wear today. She got dressed in the black mini- skirt and red tank top before striding downstairs to greet her mother. She loved Saturdays, always a hot home-made cooked meal ready on the table in the kitchen. When she got to the kitchen, she saw pancakes,eggs, and juice. She smelt the delicious scent before taking a bite. She stopped herself when looking at her mother, who was eyeing her.
" Morning mom, something wrong?" Buffy asked stepping away from the breakfast.
" Oh, no honey. I'm just glad your up. There's something I have been meaning to tell you." Joyce replied, plastering a fake smile on her face.
" Alright, alright! I admit it I burrowed your lipstick. In the sense of burrowing without returning or asking." Buffy pleaded.
" Actually, thats not what I wanted to talk to you about. But since you brought it up-" Joyce sad hastily.
" Oh no mom. I believe there was something you wanted to tell me. Give it to me straight." Buffy joked. Joyce started to get nervous, ripping at the newspaper in her hand.
" Well Buffy, you see...I have this convention to go to in New York, for the gallery." Joyce said stalling.
" Thats great mom! New York is totally the new L.A.And don't worry. I can totally take care of myself." Buffy said cheerfully.
" Thats just it....you can't. Not for this long." Joyce said waiting for a reply.
" Wait! How long are you going there for?" Buffy asked jumping inside, she knew something bad was coming.
" Well you see, my old friend Rupert Giles is in town, and he gratefully offered to look after you while I'm gone." Joyce answered.
" Okay, so how long is he staying here?" Buffy asked voice breaking. She wasn't too thrilled to have a total stranger in her house looking after her while her moms away.
" Thats another thing, he won't be staying here. You will be going back with him to England! won't that be fun?!" Joyce said, trying to make Buffy excited..failed attempt.
" England! No! Mom! You can't make me go! Please! Their like...English over there! They have like tea time and say cheerio!" Buffy said in anger.
" Buffy calm down, please. It's only 3 or 4 weeks. And I'm sure him and his son will make you feel welcome." Ms. Summers added getting up and taking a drink of her coffee mug.
" 3 or 4 weeks! No! His son?! I don't even know them mom! Please! Can't I stay here? I can take care of myself I promise." Buffy pleaded on the verge of a mental breakdown.
" No Buffy. End of discussion. Giles will be here tomorrow morning, so go pack. I mean it!" Joyce screamed sternly. Buffy grunted and ran up the stairs and slammed her door shut. She jumped on her bed and picked up her pink phone to call all of her friends.
" My life is over!" Buffy screamed into the reciever to her friends on the other line. They each had 3-way- calling, so they could have as many people on the phone at a time.
" Buffy? Whats wrong?" Cordelia answered.
" Yeah Buffy whats your trauma this week?" Faith said.
" My mom just told me I have to go to England with her old friend Ronald Giles or something! And he has a son!" Buffy screamed in drama.
" Thats terrible!" Willow said in sympothy.
" How long will you be gone?" Anya asked.
" Three weeks, four tops! My life is over!" Buffy said yet again.
" I feel so bad for you Buffy. But... English guys are pretty hot." Cordelia said cheering her up.
" Still, its going to be boresville. I'll miss you guys so much! And now, I won't get Angel to notice me! I thought he was just going to ask me out too!" Buffy shouted relieving some fury.
" Angel is sexy, but you might meet someone new." Faith added trying to be supportive.
" Oh and Buffy! I saved up money, so I could probably convince my parents to let me visit you for a few days!" Willow said.
" Thank God! Wills your my saviour! What about you guys?" Buffy asked crossing her fingers.
" I can swing daddy for a visit, I'm in."Cordelia added.
"Buffy you better be packing or I'm disconnecting all your electricity to your room!" Joyce yelled from downstairs. Buffy sighed.
" Gotta' go. I'm sorry guys. I'll call you as soon as I get there! Bye!" Buffy said hanging up the phone.
Buffy walked over to her closet and pulled out her suitcase and started packing some designer clothes, perfume, make- up, and magazines. Everything that will help her survive hell. She spent most of the day packing, and running, and yelling at her mom.
She really didn't want to go to England. Leave her friends, and the guy she had a crush on. She would have to go to a whole different school, and she didn't even know what the family was like she was staying with. Her mom said that he was 17, a year older than her. His mom had passed away a while ago and Giles was raising his son by himelf.
Buffy fell asleep on her bed, exhausted from everything that had occured today. She didn't sleep well, and had to get up early for Rupert to pick her up, her mom corrected her on his name many times. She got up and took a quick shower, just incase, and had a quick talk with her mom before he showed up.
" Remember Buffy, behave. I don't need to remind you that Rupert is doing this for me, very generous of him. I don't want you causing any trouble. If I get even one phone call about your behaviour, why young lady, you won't be able to go to your vacation you wanted in Hawaii this summer. I mean it." Joyce replied rambling on. Buffy zoned her out.
" Yeah mom, I'll behave. No biggy. But I was wondering...if Giles is so booksmart...I won't have to go to like museums or historical placey things right?" Buffy asked holding her breath.
" Well he did said he wanted you and his son to get better aquainted. And he did have one picked out, filled with the most exquisate paintings and sculptures." Joyce answered.
" Mom, please, you work at a gallery, not me. The only art I like is a blackbelt in shopping." Buffy said sighing. The doorbell rang and Buffy picked up her suitcase. She hugged her mom and told her she loved her.
As soon as Giles walked through the door, she looked at his dingy clothes, and glasses. If this is what he was like...she wasn't too sure she wanted to meet his son.
"Ah, Buffy, I'm Rupet Giles. Nice to meet you. We best be going, we'll miss our plane. Joyce, nice to see you again." Rupert smiled. Buffy gulped as she heard these words. As she left her house, and prayed to God, she had a bad feeling about this whole thing.
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TBC...
Spike and Buffy meet next... desire? feelings? hatred? fighting? attraction?..... read and review!....