Disclaimers: All the characters in this story belong to Joss Whedon.
Chapter seven: The slayer
The next day, Spike walked down the corridors of the school, black eye as a result of Buffy hitting him. Everyone was staring and pointing at him. He tried to ignore them but it wasn't working. Cordelia spotted him, nose tapped up and baring a black eye also. She made her way over to him. He was walking away.
"Spike!" she shouted but he just ignored her. This made her angry and she quickened her pace. As she reached him she put her hand on his shoulder and he turned to her, nostrils flared. Cordelia gasped in horror at his eye and then sighed.
"Did Crazy Buffy hit you too?" she pipped out. Spike's nostrils flared even more and he rolled his eyes.
"NO! And I wish everyone would shut up about your soddin' nose and THAT stupid bint!" he spat out before leaving Cordelia very confused. That's when she spotted Harmony.
"Hey Harm you never guess what..."
He was now sat in the library with his dad. Giles was getting all of the books out. Buffy Summers? Maybe he got it wrong?
"Buffy Summers? You're absolutely sure?"
Spike groaned at his dad, this was the 6th time he had asked him if he was sure or if he had made any sort of mistake. There was no doubt about it that Miss Buffy Summers, the one chit he hated more than anything, was indeed the slayer. For one she broke Cordy's nose just from throwing a ball at her, two, she made a vampire go flying into the dumpster, causing it to dent and then after all that the stupid woman hit him! Now he had to go round telling everyone he had gotten into a fight. He just hoped Cordelia didn't spread around that it was Buffy who hit him.
"For the last bleedin' time...yes it's Buffy bloody Summers," he exhaled and his dad gave him a warning glance.
"Well, in that case I think I better tell her of her calling,"
"You're on your own with that one, if it's isn't bad enough that I've got sit next to her in class and go to her soddin' house every month, now I have to put up with her being 'Chosen'!" he said, grabbed his book bag and headed for the door.
Buffy hadn't slept a wink last night. Being attacked by a vampire and then punching Spike in the nose, well he deserved it, didn't he? Willow and Xander watched her in class. She was more distracted than ever before. Not concentrating on her work, falling asleep at her desk. Definitely not like Buffy. Cordettes giving her the evil eye. Luckily for her, neither Cordelia or Spike were in this lesson with her, hurray! The loudspeaker came on and a woman spoke out of it.
"Can Buffy Summers make her way to the library. I repeat can Buffy Summers please make her way to the library. Thank you." The whole class looked at her and the teacher nodded at her, giving her the permission to go.
She entered the library, arms wrapped about herself. Mr. Giles was no where to be seen.
"Great, get told to come and no-one is here," she muttered to herself
She took a look at a book on the counter. History of the Vampyr. OOKAY, now she was freaked. Buffy cleared her throat and shouted.
"Is anyone here?"
Mr Giles appeared from his office with an armful of books. Buffy went over and took some of them off him. He looked at her gratefully.
"Thank you,"
She had put the books down on the counter and dared not look at the covers, worried of what could be on them. A few moments of silence had pasted before she spoke again.
"So, Mr Giles, what do you need me for?...Have I got an over due book?"
"Oh no, nothing like that..."
She sighed and narrowed her eyes at him.
"Did Spike tell you about me hitting him, coz he really did deserve that...tried to get me to-" she was interrupted by Giles.
"You really have no idea of what is going on around here, do you? Do you think it's just a mere coincidence that you have this strength?"
"What strength? I have no idea what your talking about..." Giles frowned at how stubborn this girl was being. Completely batting the conversation out the window by denying her strength.
"So you haven't been having the nightmares then?" he inquired and her eyes widened at his comment.
"H-How do you know about that?"
"Because you are the slayer...into each generation a slayer is born, one girl in all the world, a Chosen One, one born with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil...," he explained and Buffy's mouth hung open as she listened to him. Vampire. Slayer. Chosen One. No way!
"You're wrong...you have to be," tears threatened to fall from her eyes. Giles was now losing his patience. His son was right about her. Sometimes. He grabbed a knife from his office and threw it at her head.
"WAIT! Don't throw that!" all of a sudden Buffy's hand raised up in a lighting quick movement and caught the knife just before it was going to hit her head. She looked at the knife, then looked at Giles.
"Now do you believe me?"
She was still staring at her hand and she dropped the knife. He sighed and stepped closer to her.
"If that isn't enough evidence for you meet me at the Redfields graveyard at 10pm tonight and I will prove it then...if-if after that you don't believe me then...well it's up to you, but please remember that this is your destiny and I advice you not to bring your glasses...Buffy?"
Buffy snapped her head to look at him. Seriousness all over her face. She was also frowning.
"Fine, I'll meet you, but I'm not promising anything,"
Giles went to speak but it was too late. She had already walked out the room.
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