"So Buffy what do you want to do tonight? Since being newly single I thought you could come with me to some really fabulous singles clubs."
"Sure Cordy." Buffy said into the phone.
Buffy had caved. She saw Cordelia's number in her purse and she's instantly called her. . However now Buffy was beginning to realize the real reason she never really hung out with this girl in high school.
"Ok great it's on Jefferson."
"Ok I'll meet you there at 8?"
"Ok cool see ya."
Buffy hung up the phone and placed her head on her desk.
"Buffy?" Buffy's boss, Tara, said as she walked over to Buffy's office.
"Yes?"
"Are you ok? You…you…um…you seem a little out of it."
"No it's nothing I'm ok sorry."
"No I don't mean to yell or be mean if I am being. I just wanted to make sure you were ok."
"Yes I'm fine. Thank you though."
"No…no problem." She said as she walked away. 'Ok time for more work and less thinking about him.' Buffy told herself. She stared at her pile of papers and slammed her head down again. 'It's no use.'
"Hey Spike." Xander said as he walked in the door of Spike's house.
"Hey mate…good news. I got a job."
"Really where?"
"Pixar…they really liked my work…and they want me on the team so…I said hell yea."
"Cool man."
"But I take it that's not why you're here."
"No my friend it isn't."
"What is then? Is it Buffy?"
"Well actually it is. Willow, Oz, Anya and I all went to dinner and Willow told me that Buffy moved out last week."
"Oh…"
"Spike it's been 3 months since you guys broke up. You knew she was going to find a new place."
"Yea I know…I just wish her new place was her old place…with me."
"Hey man I told you a couple months ago…she still loves you…it's written all over her face. She hasn't seen any other men since you and according to Willow she use to dream about you."
"I know you told me all this before. I just wish…I wish I hadn't said what I said."
"Yea I know man…I know."
"Hey Buffy." Cordelia said as she walked up to Buffy.
"Hey there Cordy."
"Ready to go shake your groove thing?"
"Cordy…no one says that anymore."
"Oh…opps…lets go." She said as she dragged Buffy into the club. It was big. And there was a live band playing. It actually reminded Buffy of the bronze. 'Where we first met…' Buffy thought to herself.
-Flashback-
"I cant believe this. 'Hey Buffy…um you've met Drusilla before right?' God I was so stupid." Buffy said as she slammed her head on the table.
"You alright there love." Buffy looked up towards the direction that the voice was coming from. She then saw the most beautiful man she'd ever seen in her life. 'Damn.' "Yea I'm ok." She said as she looked at him. 'God those eyes.'
"Well it doesn't look like it to me…why were you pounding your head on the table just now?"
"Oh it's nothing really."
"Really?"
"No…I just caught my boyfriend with another girl, His lab partner to be exact."
"Oh I'm sorry love."
"It's not your fault." "I know but I hate seeing a beautiful girl sad and crying. What's the whelps name love?"
"Angel…Angel O'Connor."
"Well I'll go tell this Angel and his mistress that they are bloody idiots for hurting such a beautiful girl…and I'll even kick his ass for you ok?"
"Ok…oh my name's Buffy…Buffy summers."
"Names William Giles…but you can call me Spike."
"Ok…what's with the nickname?"
"It's a name from my girlfriend."
'Damn he's taken.' "Awe…she must be special then."
"Yea she really is…her name is Drusilla Kensington."
'Drusilla…' "Um does she go to Sunnydale high school by any chance?"
"Yes as a matter a fact she does…why do you know her?"
"Yes I do actually…well I have to go…it's been really nice meeting you."
"You too Buffy Summers…take care of your self."
–End of flashback-
"I need a drink." Buffy said as she headed to the bar.
"Cordelia?" Buffy said as she walked to Cordy's car. It wasn't there. "Hmm…oh well guess I'm driving home…YIPPIE!" Buffy screamed as she ran, well kind of ran and fell, to her car. She was totally and helplessly drunk. 'I can do this…I'll be fine. I only had 3 glasses' that was true but everyone knew that Buffy couldn't hold her liquor well and even one glass would make her a little tipsy. She started the car and pulled it into the street just barely missing another car. "OPPS sorry." She screamed when they honked at her. She was going 70, in a 45 area and never even saw the truck coming.