A/N Big thanks go to Aimee for the wonderful beta on this chapter!

Buffy

Okay I am a little nervous. Spike and I alone for two whole months! And now there he is, sitting on the couch waiting for me to put a movie in, but I am having trouble deciding. Hmm. I spot my favorite movie 'Dirty Dancing' and wave it playfully in his face.

He looks at me disgusted.

"A bloody chick flick? I think not!" He gets up to look at the movies and pulls one out. "Now this is worth seeing." He grins at me.

Now it's my turn to be disgusted.

"Tell me your shitting me! 'Texas Chainsaw Massacre'? What, you don't get enough of topless woman running around naked and screaming already?" I say sarcastically.

Spike raises and eyebrow at me and smiles wickedly. "Well now, pet if you want to be the first to do that go right ahead." He gives me his sexy grin.

I blush. "Ugh… In … your … dreams."

"Every night." Now I blush harder and see him gazing intently at me.

"Well I am putting in my first choice." Before he could say anything or stop me I put the video in the VCR and sit down on the couch, patting the spot next to me.

Spike groaned and then took the seat, defeated.

"I am so going to get you for this, pet." He mutters.

I playfully punch him in the arm. "I'd like to see you try."

He smiles again and puts an arm around my shoulders as he pulls me closer to him. I smile up at him and place my head on his shoulders.

Hmm this is nice, I think to myself. His hands draped over my shoulders are massaging my neck gently and I relish in the feeling. My memories go back to when I was a junior in high school and I first developed a crush on Spike.

***

"Oh my god, Willow I cannot believe the Winter Formal is tonight!" I look around my room nervously.

Willow, whom I can tell is naturally a little curious about my nervous reaction, stares at me curiously. "Buffy, what are you really nervous about?"

I sit down on the bed beside her. "Angel and I are going to a hotel after the dance." I simply state.

Willow's eyes grew large. "Oh my god Buffy that's great!" She squealed. "That is great right?"

"Yes it is, Willow. I know he's the one." I smile at her. I never have been so happy in my life with anyone. Here I am a junior in high school going to a Winter Formal with a senior and star quarterback of the football team. We are also nominated for King and Queen of the dance.

I smile again at Willow and slip my dress on.

"Well?" I ask her while I gaze in the mirror.

"You look beautiful, Buffy."

"Thanks and so do you!" I quickly grab her into a hug.

"Not as beautiful as you." She said blushing while looking down at her dress. I thought it was gorgeous. It was a green satin dress with beads imbedded under the bodice and it was perfect for Willow. It brought out her green eyes immensely.

I gaze into the mirror one more time. My dress is a deep maroon and is satin like Willow's. It had thin spaghetti straps with silver sparkles and it flowed down to my ankles with a split up the side showing of my perfectly tanned skin.

"We are going to knock them dead." I look at Willow and grin widely. I grab her hand and we walk down the stairs together to our waiting dates.

Down the steps was my waiting mother, whose smile spread across her whole face.

"You ladies look beautiful." She whispered.

I grab her into a hug. Just like my mother to get all sentimental on me, I thought. I pull away from the hug as soon as the doorbell rings.

My mother opens the door and welcomes Angel and Oz in.

To me Angel looks beautiful in his black tux. He holds out a bouquet of roses and leans down to kiss me gently on the lips.

"You look ravishing." He whispers in my ears. I blush deeply and take a hold of his hand. I turn around to find a gaping Oz and Willow blushing furiously. I smile to myself. They are truly the perfect couple.

"Well guys, are we standing here all night or what?" I say.

***

We enter the surprisingly big Sunnydale gym. Angel immediately whisks me on the dance floor.

I gaze up at him as he pulls me close.

"You look so beautiful." He whispers, looking at me lovingly.

"So do you." I blush hard now.

"You know that you don't have anything to be ashamed about right?" He lifts my head up with his thumb. "What we are doing is not wrong, we are just going to do what people in love do." He kisses me gently.

I nod. "I know and I love you." I whisper and kiss him back with all the passion I have.

***

"Now it is time to announce the king and queen of the Winter Formal." Xander Harris, another friend of mine, says.

"I can't wait to see you announced queen." Angel breaths into my ears hugging me to him from behind. I shiver at his touch and smile at him.

"Well I cannot wait till you are announced king and I have the dance with the one I love." I turn around and kiss him gently.

"The lucky winners are… drum roll please…. Buffy Summers and William Giles!" Xander said into the microphone.

"What?" I look up at Angel and saw his confused expression.

"Well I guess William…err… Spike just got more votes than I did." He shrugs like it didn't bother him. But I know better.

Before I can say anything, I am being pushed on stage. I look back to where Angel is standing, but he is gone. I go up on stage and smile at everyone, then I look at Spike. My breath hitches in my throat. God he's gorgeous! I blush at the thought and scold myself silently.

He smiles at me and takes my hand, leading me on the dance floor. I keep my head down the whole time and try to search for Angel, but find him nowhere. I wonder where he went. He is probably hurt that he is not the one dancing with me.

"Really Buffy at least move." Spike says to me in an annoyed tone.

"Huh? Oh." I say, realizing the song started and all was doing was standing there. He pulls me closer to him as I start dancing with him. I finally decide to take a good look at him. His bleached blonde hair is tossed about in little curls. I stare at him intently and finally look into his eyes. My heart skips a beat. His eyes are a cerulean blue that seems to stare into my soul. God, Buffy! What are you thinking? My mind screams. I am falling in love with this man looking at me.

"You're beautiful." Spike whispers in my ear, his warm breath lingering. Then I realize how close we are standing together, our chests touching. I look around to see if anyone notices but everyone is self-involved in each other.

I look up at him and whisper thank you back.

"You're not so bad yourself." I blurt out. Did I just say that? I place my head on his shoulders to hide my embarrassment.

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone what you just said." I shake my head in agreement.

"Then I won't tell Dru."

***

The song ends and another slow song starts up. I entangle myself from Spike and walk away. Before I get very far he gently grabs my arm.

"Will you dance with me again?" He asks.

I look up at him, shocked at his request and just nod my head, quickly looking for Angel but still not finding him.

I place my hands around his neck, his around my waist pulling me tighter to him. I am shocked that I find myself holding myself closer to him. I look up at him again and lose myself in his eyes.

Spike is the lead singer to the band 'Dingoes Ate my Baby'. It is a good band but I am not sure I ever really listened to them. He is also a senior and is dating Drusilla. The biggest bitch in the world.

Spike frees one hand from my waist. I shiver at the lost of contact and shiver even more when that hand starts to massage my face gently. Before I know it the song ends and Spike leans in more, gently brushing his lips against mine. Then as soon as the contact is made, it is lost. I felt empty at the lost of contact. He looks into my eyes one more time before walking away.

Oh my god! What just happened? I kissed another man! My mind yells. I walk off the dance floor in a desperate search for Angel. He is the only one that can get my mind of that kiss.

I walk out to the double doors and around the dark school. I walk down to the girl's bathroom down the hall. As soon as I am about to open the door, I hear soft moans and hushing coming from the other side. Then I hear Angel's name. At this I immediately open the door and gasp.

Staring back at me are Angel and Drusilla in a very compromising position. On the verge of gagging, I run out the bathroom, tears streaming down my face.

"Buffy! Buffy wait I can explain!" I hear a desperate Angel cry. I turn around to see him fumbling with his belt the tears threatening to flow.

"What? What kind of excuse can you fucking think of?" I yell at him.

He flinches. "You're right." He reaches for me apologetically. I snap away from his touch and glare at him with all the hate I felt inside.

"It's over." I hiss.

***

tbc…