Troublemakers: Slaying Bites
AUTHOR: Silence
DISCLAIMER: Joss, Fox, and UPN own all things Buffy. Lila, Scarlet & Simon are MINE. Kay?
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PART 2
Hemery High. The place where, if you're good looking you're popular. And if you aren't... well. you get to hate those who are. Xander and Spike were standing in front of the school's front doors.
"I can't believe I'm stuck with you." Xander said.
"I can't believe I have to go to school." The vampire groaned. Spike pulled a cigarette out of his leather jacket. As he put it in his mouth a hand snatched it from him. "Bloody hell. You wanker I..." He stopped. "Well hello there."
Scarlet smiled at him. She tossed the cigarette into a nearby trashcan with ease. Today the girl was wearing black leather pants, a green crop top and a white leather jacket. "Hello, Xander."
"Scarlet."
Spike glanced at her, "Wait a second. You're the other little girl who sent us back here?"
"You know handsome," She said ignoring the little girl comment, "Smoking is bad for you."
"For you... I'll quit." Spike said slyly. "So what's a lovely piece of perfection doing here?"
"I'm going to school here too." Scarlet rolled her eyes and pouted, "I got the short straw." Her face brightened suddenly. "Spike, want to go to the utility closet and make out?"
"Lead on lovely."
As they left Xander standing alone, Xander shouted, "That's my line you know!" He shook his head and walked up the front steps. He stepped through the doors and suddenly found himself in that old familiar place of dread that haunted him for four years.
High school. Unpopularity. Dating. Homework.
Xander let out a small moan of despair. He scanned the crowd of students and his jaw dropped. A vision had came walking down the hall with her entourage.
"So then Jeffery was like 'Well babe, I'm the man'." Buffy Summers explained to her four lackeys.
A dark haired girl next to her gasped, "That's so heinous!"
"Macho much?" A white blonde girl gagged.
"You should totally dump Jeffery." A short girl with brown curly hair advised her.
Buffy glared, "Puh-leaze, Jen. You just want him for yourself." Buffy shook her head. "Besides if I dump the best looking guy in school, what's that say about me?" She stopped in front of a locker. "My stop. Laters."
She waved at her friends as they all split into different directions. Buffy opened her locker (which was already decorated with pictures of her and a handsome looking jock) and glanced in the mirror hanging on the door. "Perfect." She slammed the door shut and turned around, only to bump in to an oncoming group of seniors. Her purse fell to the floor, its contents spilling out. "Damn it!"
Xander, who'd been watching Buffy like a hawk, ran over to help her. "Let me help."
Buffy glanced at him warily then nodded. "Ok." As they picked up the scattered makeup and random accessories, Buffy noticed Xander staring at her. She placed the last item in her bag. "Must you stare at me like that?"
"Sorry." Xander apologized. *She's Cordelia. Good god.*
"Fine. Thanks." Buffy said. She stood up. "Do I know you?"
"Me? No. I'm new here."
"Oh. Nice ensemble by the way. I'm Buffy Summers." She flashed him a smile. "You?"
"Alexander Harris. Everyone calls me Xander though."
"Xander? I like that." Buffy started to walk away. "See you around Xander."
*Okay... maybe she's not as evil as Cordy.* Xander thought. He sighed and began the long search for his locker.
As he disappeared into the halls of Hemery High the senior that bumped into Buffy watched with a look of amusement.
"And the fun begins." Lila said with a grin. She took a step forward and tripped over her own bag, which was on the floor. The meddler crashed to the tiles with a thud. "Owie"
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Ms. Rachel Wallace was one of the most feared teachers in all of Hemery High. She was only forty-six and had a full head of gray hair that she always wore in a tight bun that never had a loose strand. She wore tortoise shell glasses and had a wardrobe that seemed to have been taken from the closets of Mr. Rogers and June Cleaver.
Unfortunetly, her disposition was nothing like them. She was cold, forceful and hated teenagers. Ms. Wallace was the evil queen of Hemery and had yet to be dethroned.
Of course now she was dealing with the king of bad.
"William."
Spike rolled his eyes and ignored her. Hearing a giggle, Spike flashed a quick glance at his new lab partner Scarlet. He smirked.
The biology teacher placed her hands on the lab table and leaned forward. She stared at Spike intently. "I asked a question, William."
"So?"
"I expect an answer."
"You shouldn't."
The class snickered. One glare from Ms. Wallace shut them up. She hadn't been the most feared teacher of all for nothing. There was no way she was going to let a little punk from Britain take her down. Ms. Wallace turned back to Spike.
"Detention."
Spike shrugged. "Bite me." He leaned toward her. "Better yet, I'll bite you."
Scarlet burst out laughing and the rest of the class quickly followed suit.
The bitter old woman blinked her eyes, completely awestruck by the punk's comment. She stood up straight and smiled evilly. "Well Mr. Ashbrook, it looks like you've managed to find an excuse to meet the principal. On the first day of school no less. I want you out of my sight." She turned her gaze to the rest of the class. "As for the rest of you, pop quiz."
Shrugging, Spike left the classroom of groaning students. He walked down the hall only to see a very familiar face. He sneered. "Slayer."
Buffy stood up from the water fountain and strolled past Spike with out even a glance.
Watching her walk away the vampire prepared to follow her. He took one step forward and was suddenly dragged into a nearby classroom. Spike grinned as he realized what happened.
"I'll take you up on that bite offer." Scarlet said with a smile.
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"I don't believe this." Lila muttered as she picked at her lunch. "How many times are they going to make out?" She flipped her purple hair over her shoulder and sighed. Taking another glance at her tray in disgust she picked it up and headed for the trash cans.
She didn't make it.
Before Lila knew what was happening she found herself tripping over someone's outstretched foot. The lunch tray went flying and landed on a nearby cheerleader. The cheerleader shrieked and ran off crying, the substance known as mystery meat dripping down her face.
Lila groaned and picked herself up from the floor as the cafeteria laughed at the incident.
"Way to go, Grueller!"
She turned around to see a table of jocks laughing wildly. The tall dark haired boy that had spoken was giving a high five to a slightly shorter guy with dark blonde hair. Lila's eyes narrowed and she stalked over to the table. Before the jocks knew what was happening, Lila pulled the chair out from under Grueller. He landed on the floor hard and the cafeteria went silent.
Lila picked up a near by soda and poured it on Grueller's head. "You neanderthalic, small sized, little piss ant."
"Hey!" He shouted at her as he got up. "You little. You'll pay for that."
"What are you going to do? Beat her up?" Xander taunted as he came out of
nowhere and stood beside Lila. "Oh that's real macho. Let's beat up a girl."
Grueller glared at Xander. "You stay out of this punk."
"Hey... Calm down Grueller." One of the jocks said.
"Shut up Andy." Grueller snapped. He turned back to Xander and Lila. "No one humiliates me. No one."
Lila rolled her eyes. "Only because you do it so well on your own. I've seen you play ball."
Xander snickered, "Good one." One by one the rest of the lunchroom broke in to laughter.
Grueller stared at the crowd in horror and stepped back. "You are so dead." He said and fled the room.
Xander whispered to Lila, "He's going to kill us isn't he."
"Nope."
"Oh? Good. How do you know?"
"He'll be dead in two days."
AUTHOR: Silence
DISCLAIMER: Joss, Fox, and UPN own all things Buffy. Lila, Scarlet & Simon are MINE. Kay?
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PART 2
Hemery High. The place where, if you're good looking you're popular. And if you aren't... well. you get to hate those who are. Xander and Spike were standing in front of the school's front doors.
"I can't believe I'm stuck with you." Xander said.
"I can't believe I have to go to school." The vampire groaned. Spike pulled a cigarette out of his leather jacket. As he put it in his mouth a hand snatched it from him. "Bloody hell. You wanker I..." He stopped. "Well hello there."
Scarlet smiled at him. She tossed the cigarette into a nearby trashcan with ease. Today the girl was wearing black leather pants, a green crop top and a white leather jacket. "Hello, Xander."
"Scarlet."
Spike glanced at her, "Wait a second. You're the other little girl who sent us back here?"
"You know handsome," She said ignoring the little girl comment, "Smoking is bad for you."
"For you... I'll quit." Spike said slyly. "So what's a lovely piece of perfection doing here?"
"I'm going to school here too." Scarlet rolled her eyes and pouted, "I got the short straw." Her face brightened suddenly. "Spike, want to go to the utility closet and make out?"
"Lead on lovely."
As they left Xander standing alone, Xander shouted, "That's my line you know!" He shook his head and walked up the front steps. He stepped through the doors and suddenly found himself in that old familiar place of dread that haunted him for four years.
High school. Unpopularity. Dating. Homework.
Xander let out a small moan of despair. He scanned the crowd of students and his jaw dropped. A vision had came walking down the hall with her entourage.
"So then Jeffery was like 'Well babe, I'm the man'." Buffy Summers explained to her four lackeys.
A dark haired girl next to her gasped, "That's so heinous!"
"Macho much?" A white blonde girl gagged.
"You should totally dump Jeffery." A short girl with brown curly hair advised her.
Buffy glared, "Puh-leaze, Jen. You just want him for yourself." Buffy shook her head. "Besides if I dump the best looking guy in school, what's that say about me?" She stopped in front of a locker. "My stop. Laters."
She waved at her friends as they all split into different directions. Buffy opened her locker (which was already decorated with pictures of her and a handsome looking jock) and glanced in the mirror hanging on the door. "Perfect." She slammed the door shut and turned around, only to bump in to an oncoming group of seniors. Her purse fell to the floor, its contents spilling out. "Damn it!"
Xander, who'd been watching Buffy like a hawk, ran over to help her. "Let me help."
Buffy glanced at him warily then nodded. "Ok." As they picked up the scattered makeup and random accessories, Buffy noticed Xander staring at her. She placed the last item in her bag. "Must you stare at me like that?"
"Sorry." Xander apologized. *She's Cordelia. Good god.*
"Fine. Thanks." Buffy said. She stood up. "Do I know you?"
"Me? No. I'm new here."
"Oh. Nice ensemble by the way. I'm Buffy Summers." She flashed him a smile. "You?"
"Alexander Harris. Everyone calls me Xander though."
"Xander? I like that." Buffy started to walk away. "See you around Xander."
*Okay... maybe she's not as evil as Cordy.* Xander thought. He sighed and began the long search for his locker.
As he disappeared into the halls of Hemery High the senior that bumped into Buffy watched with a look of amusement.
"And the fun begins." Lila said with a grin. She took a step forward and tripped over her own bag, which was on the floor. The meddler crashed to the tiles with a thud. "Owie"
_________________
Ms. Rachel Wallace was one of the most feared teachers in all of Hemery High. She was only forty-six and had a full head of gray hair that she always wore in a tight bun that never had a loose strand. She wore tortoise shell glasses and had a wardrobe that seemed to have been taken from the closets of Mr. Rogers and June Cleaver.
Unfortunetly, her disposition was nothing like them. She was cold, forceful and hated teenagers. Ms. Wallace was the evil queen of Hemery and had yet to be dethroned.
Of course now she was dealing with the king of bad.
"William."
Spike rolled his eyes and ignored her. Hearing a giggle, Spike flashed a quick glance at his new lab partner Scarlet. He smirked.
The biology teacher placed her hands on the lab table and leaned forward. She stared at Spike intently. "I asked a question, William."
"So?"
"I expect an answer."
"You shouldn't."
The class snickered. One glare from Ms. Wallace shut them up. She hadn't been the most feared teacher of all for nothing. There was no way she was going to let a little punk from Britain take her down. Ms. Wallace turned back to Spike.
"Detention."
Spike shrugged. "Bite me." He leaned toward her. "Better yet, I'll bite you."
Scarlet burst out laughing and the rest of the class quickly followed suit.
The bitter old woman blinked her eyes, completely awestruck by the punk's comment. She stood up straight and smiled evilly. "Well Mr. Ashbrook, it looks like you've managed to find an excuse to meet the principal. On the first day of school no less. I want you out of my sight." She turned her gaze to the rest of the class. "As for the rest of you, pop quiz."
Shrugging, Spike left the classroom of groaning students. He walked down the hall only to see a very familiar face. He sneered. "Slayer."
Buffy stood up from the water fountain and strolled past Spike with out even a glance.
Watching her walk away the vampire prepared to follow her. He took one step forward and was suddenly dragged into a nearby classroom. Spike grinned as he realized what happened.
"I'll take you up on that bite offer." Scarlet said with a smile.
___________________
"I don't believe this." Lila muttered as she picked at her lunch. "How many times are they going to make out?" She flipped her purple hair over her shoulder and sighed. Taking another glance at her tray in disgust she picked it up and headed for the trash cans.
She didn't make it.
Before Lila knew what was happening she found herself tripping over someone's outstretched foot. The lunch tray went flying and landed on a nearby cheerleader. The cheerleader shrieked and ran off crying, the substance known as mystery meat dripping down her face.
Lila groaned and picked herself up from the floor as the cafeteria laughed at the incident.
"Way to go, Grueller!"
She turned around to see a table of jocks laughing wildly. The tall dark haired boy that had spoken was giving a high five to a slightly shorter guy with dark blonde hair. Lila's eyes narrowed and she stalked over to the table. Before the jocks knew what was happening, Lila pulled the chair out from under Grueller. He landed on the floor hard and the cafeteria went silent.
Lila picked up a near by soda and poured it on Grueller's head. "You neanderthalic, small sized, little piss ant."
"Hey!" He shouted at her as he got up. "You little. You'll pay for that."
"What are you going to do? Beat her up?" Xander taunted as he came out of
nowhere and stood beside Lila. "Oh that's real macho. Let's beat up a girl."
Grueller glared at Xander. "You stay out of this punk."
"Hey... Calm down Grueller." One of the jocks said.
"Shut up Andy." Grueller snapped. He turned back to Xander and Lila. "No one humiliates me. No one."
Lila rolled her eyes. "Only because you do it so well on your own. I've seen you play ball."
Xander snickered, "Good one." One by one the rest of the lunchroom broke in to laughter.
Grueller stared at the crowd in horror and stepped back. "You are so dead." He said and fled the room.
Xander whispered to Lila, "He's going to kill us isn't he."
"Nope."
"Oh? Good. How do you know?"
"He'll be dead in two days."