Down To You
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate any I get. Please keep them coming!
Rating: Pg13
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Although when I get rich...I'm getting a Spikebot! lol.
Feedback: Yes please!
Summary: Buffy Summers- a fresh upcoming model is hired to do an intimate photo-shoot with Spike Johnson- the hottest thing in music. They will be the King and Queen of the year...but does hatred and desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
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"Flora! Did you pack everything I asked you to?" Buffy asked. Her plane was taking off in an hour and she didn't want to leave anything behind.
" Yes Buffy. Now relax. Your going to have a great time." She told her while she picked up her luggage and headed for the door.
" How much money do you think I should bring? Is $1,000 enough?" Buffy asked taking out some cash and placing it in her wallet.
" More than enough. Now get going, you'll be late." Flora said rushing her out the door. Buffy sighed.
" Alright, alright. I'm gone. Bye! Miss you!" Buffy said giving her a warm hug and walking over to her dog. She picked it up and kissed her. "Miss you too Zoey. Behave while mommy's gone." Buffy joked putting her down.
" See you in a while honey." Flora said as she handed her bags to the butler and closed the door behind her.
Buffy walked down to the elevator and headed down to her limo. She really hated limos. She preferred cars, she didn't want to make a scene wherever she would go.
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The plane landed two hours later. Buffy was glad to get off of it finally. She must of signed 30 autographs for everyone on the plane. She had no idea that many people loved her. But whenever someone wanted an autograph from her, she was happy to make their day. After all, she was once one of those fans who wanted one.
A brown haired man in a suit came forward to her as she stepped on the city parking lot. She looked around at the Big Apple.Very different from home. Bustling streets, tons of traffic, crowded, but all very new and exciting to her.
" Miss Summers?" The man asked extending his hand. She raised her hand and greeted the man.
" Yes, I'm Buffy Summers. Nice to meet you." Buffy greeted him warmly. He shook his head in delightment.
" My name is Wesley Windom Price. I will show you to your hotel and give you your schedule for the week." The man said holding out a suitcase. Buffy smiled. 'Okay so right down to work then.' She thought.
" Okay Wes. Where to?" Buffy asked him openly.
" The Marriott Marquis. Here let me take your bags and show you to your limo." Wesley said as he reached for her bags. She pulled them away fastly. She rolled her eyes at the word limo.
" No its okay. I got them. Just show me the ride." Buffy said heading over to where he pointed.
Wesley had never met anyone like her. She wanted to carry her own bags! No one has ever been that nice to him ever before. He took immediate liking to her.
When they arrived at the location Buffy and Wes stepped outside and as soon as she saw the hotel she gasped. It was wonderful! She grabbed her luggage and ran inside.
" Wow! Wes this place is amazing!" Buffy breathed.
" Glad to know you like it. Come with me I'll show you your room." Wesley said as they entered the elevator. They reached the fifth floor and walked over to room 106. "Here Buffy, this is your key." Wesley said handing her the key.
" Here goes." Buffy whispered turning the key in the door. "Oh my God!" Buffy screamed running in the room. The room was amazing, filled with gift and fruit baskets. She ran over and hugged Wesley.
" Your welcome Buffy." Wesley said oddly. No one had actually hugged him before, nevertheless thanked him for doing his job.
" So what now?" Buffy asked setting her bags down.
" Oh, yes. Heres your schedule. The hotel has arranged a car for you, its parked downstairs. Only for emergencies,however. You will use the car to take you to the shoot and back.Heres the address to the shoot. You are expected to arrive there at 8:00 tomorrow morning. You will meet your other half, so to say. We will do a practice run and see how well you work with each other. Thats about it. Have fun!" Wesley explained.
" Alright, cool. Sounds easy enough. Do you know anything about this guy I'm doing the photo-shoot with?" Buffy asked biting her lower lip.
" Oh you mean Spike Johnson? Yes, he will be your on camera lover I guess you could say. I haven't met him though. He seems pretty popular." Wesley informed her.
" Okay. Well thanks for everything." Buffy said walking him to the door.
" My pleasure. Your different from every other model I worked with. Your a nice young lady. Feel free to do anything to make yourself feel at home here." Wesley said before shaking her hand once more and heading out the door.
" Hmm...anything huh?" Buffy muttered to herself as she grew a devilicous grin.
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"Here goes." Buffy whispered as she looked down the hall to see if anyone was there. No one....perfect. She shut her eyes tightly as she ran at warp speed down it. She was going really fast, and having too much excitement to see someone exit the elevator.
" Oh shit." Buffy said as she flew out her hands to protect her, since she knew what was going to happen next. She tripped on the carpet right outside the elevator and knocked into the stranger, sending his bags flying everwhere, leaving Buffy lying on her stomach in the carpet in pain and embarrasment. 'Okay, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.' Buffy thought as she rolled over to face the person.
She gasped at the site of the male. Bleached blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, heavenly high cheek bones, and what a body. His tight short sleeve shirt outlined his muscular chest, and he was dressed in black from head to toe.Your classic badboy, punk rocker type. And boy did it work for him! He was absolutely gorgeous! Plus, he looked her age, maybe a year older.
" Bloody hell!" He cursed under his breath as he looked at the mess of luggage spilt around the hall. He extended her his hand as she took it to help her up. 'Wow, he has strong hands, and is that an accent? How sexy!' She thought smiling.
" Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was er..." Buffy babbled trying to find the right word.
" Sliding?" He finished her sentence. Buffy nodded.
" Yeah, sorry." She said leaning down to help him with his luggage.
" Just watch where your bloody going!" He yelled frustrated ,startling her.
" I said I was sorry! Whats stuck up your ass?!" She yelled annoyed with his outburst and rudeness.
" Considering I just got my ass run over by you, I'm going out on a limb and saying nothing!" He yelled back. She jumped up offensively.
" What is your problem?!" Buffy yelled trying to figure out who he thought he was.
" You at the moment. Now if you would excuse me, I need to go. Don't have time to slide on my ass like *some* people." He said glancing up and down at her, emphasizing some people.
" So are you like the biggest asshole in New York?" Buffy asked hastily.
" Runner-up." The guy said sarcastically.
" Don't feel bad, I voted you first!" She said shoving past him, bumping shoulders with him, and slamming her hotel room door behind her.
'God! He was rude, obnoxious, hot, sexy- wait! No, didn't just think that!' Buffy screamed in her head as she walked over to her bed and plopped herself upon it. She better get some rest if she was going to be on time tomorrow. She couldn't wait to see her mystery guy, and get see how the camera loved them together.
Although, she was sort of nervous to find out what the shots she would be doing would be like. She'll find out soon enough. She thought as she shut her eyes.
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TBC.....
Fact- The hotel mentioned above ' Marriott Marquis' is an actual hotel in New York. It consists of nineteen hundred rooms! It is accented by in-room personal safes, service bars, on command videos. It has shops, restaurants, lounges, three bars, a beauty salon, and a health club. Really cool!! Just thought I'd let you know lol.
Next- Buffy goes to her first shoot and meets the director and everyone. And her mystery guy...but you all know who its going to be lol. They do a practice photo-shoot and what does everyone think? Can they stand the heat?
Please Review!!!
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate any I get. Please keep them coming!
Rating: Pg13
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Although when I get rich...I'm getting a Spikebot! lol.
Feedback: Yes please!
Summary: Buffy Summers- a fresh upcoming model is hired to do an intimate photo-shoot with Spike Johnson- the hottest thing in music. They will be the King and Queen of the year...but does hatred and desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
___________________
"Flora! Did you pack everything I asked you to?" Buffy asked. Her plane was taking off in an hour and she didn't want to leave anything behind.
" Yes Buffy. Now relax. Your going to have a great time." She told her while she picked up her luggage and headed for the door.
" How much money do you think I should bring? Is $1,000 enough?" Buffy asked taking out some cash and placing it in her wallet.
" More than enough. Now get going, you'll be late." Flora said rushing her out the door. Buffy sighed.
" Alright, alright. I'm gone. Bye! Miss you!" Buffy said giving her a warm hug and walking over to her dog. She picked it up and kissed her. "Miss you too Zoey. Behave while mommy's gone." Buffy joked putting her down.
" See you in a while honey." Flora said as she handed her bags to the butler and closed the door behind her.
Buffy walked down to the elevator and headed down to her limo. She really hated limos. She preferred cars, she didn't want to make a scene wherever she would go.
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The plane landed two hours later. Buffy was glad to get off of it finally. She must of signed 30 autographs for everyone on the plane. She had no idea that many people loved her. But whenever someone wanted an autograph from her, she was happy to make their day. After all, she was once one of those fans who wanted one.
A brown haired man in a suit came forward to her as she stepped on the city parking lot. She looked around at the Big Apple.Very different from home. Bustling streets, tons of traffic, crowded, but all very new and exciting to her.
" Miss Summers?" The man asked extending his hand. She raised her hand and greeted the man.
" Yes, I'm Buffy Summers. Nice to meet you." Buffy greeted him warmly. He shook his head in delightment.
" My name is Wesley Windom Price. I will show you to your hotel and give you your schedule for the week." The man said holding out a suitcase. Buffy smiled. 'Okay so right down to work then.' She thought.
" Okay Wes. Where to?" Buffy asked him openly.
" The Marriott Marquis. Here let me take your bags and show you to your limo." Wesley said as he reached for her bags. She pulled them away fastly. She rolled her eyes at the word limo.
" No its okay. I got them. Just show me the ride." Buffy said heading over to where he pointed.
Wesley had never met anyone like her. She wanted to carry her own bags! No one has ever been that nice to him ever before. He took immediate liking to her.
When they arrived at the location Buffy and Wes stepped outside and as soon as she saw the hotel she gasped. It was wonderful! She grabbed her luggage and ran inside.
" Wow! Wes this place is amazing!" Buffy breathed.
" Glad to know you like it. Come with me I'll show you your room." Wesley said as they entered the elevator. They reached the fifth floor and walked over to room 106. "Here Buffy, this is your key." Wesley said handing her the key.
" Here goes." Buffy whispered turning the key in the door. "Oh my God!" Buffy screamed running in the room. The room was amazing, filled with gift and fruit baskets. She ran over and hugged Wesley.
" Your welcome Buffy." Wesley said oddly. No one had actually hugged him before, nevertheless thanked him for doing his job.
" So what now?" Buffy asked setting her bags down.
" Oh, yes. Heres your schedule. The hotel has arranged a car for you, its parked downstairs. Only for emergencies,however. You will use the car to take you to the shoot and back.Heres the address to the shoot. You are expected to arrive there at 8:00 tomorrow morning. You will meet your other half, so to say. We will do a practice run and see how well you work with each other. Thats about it. Have fun!" Wesley explained.
" Alright, cool. Sounds easy enough. Do you know anything about this guy I'm doing the photo-shoot with?" Buffy asked biting her lower lip.
" Oh you mean Spike Johnson? Yes, he will be your on camera lover I guess you could say. I haven't met him though. He seems pretty popular." Wesley informed her.
" Okay. Well thanks for everything." Buffy said walking him to the door.
" My pleasure. Your different from every other model I worked with. Your a nice young lady. Feel free to do anything to make yourself feel at home here." Wesley said before shaking her hand once more and heading out the door.
" Hmm...anything huh?" Buffy muttered to herself as she grew a devilicous grin.
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"Here goes." Buffy whispered as she looked down the hall to see if anyone was there. No one....perfect. She shut her eyes tightly as she ran at warp speed down it. She was going really fast, and having too much excitement to see someone exit the elevator.
" Oh shit." Buffy said as she flew out her hands to protect her, since she knew what was going to happen next. She tripped on the carpet right outside the elevator and knocked into the stranger, sending his bags flying everwhere, leaving Buffy lying on her stomach in the carpet in pain and embarrasment. 'Okay, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.' Buffy thought as she rolled over to face the person.
She gasped at the site of the male. Bleached blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, heavenly high cheek bones, and what a body. His tight short sleeve shirt outlined his muscular chest, and he was dressed in black from head to toe.Your classic badboy, punk rocker type. And boy did it work for him! He was absolutely gorgeous! Plus, he looked her age, maybe a year older.
" Bloody hell!" He cursed under his breath as he looked at the mess of luggage spilt around the hall. He extended her his hand as she took it to help her up. 'Wow, he has strong hands, and is that an accent? How sexy!' She thought smiling.
" Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was er..." Buffy babbled trying to find the right word.
" Sliding?" He finished her sentence. Buffy nodded.
" Yeah, sorry." She said leaning down to help him with his luggage.
" Just watch where your bloody going!" He yelled frustrated ,startling her.
" I said I was sorry! Whats stuck up your ass?!" She yelled annoyed with his outburst and rudeness.
" Considering I just got my ass run over by you, I'm going out on a limb and saying nothing!" He yelled back. She jumped up offensively.
" What is your problem?!" Buffy yelled trying to figure out who he thought he was.
" You at the moment. Now if you would excuse me, I need to go. Don't have time to slide on my ass like *some* people." He said glancing up and down at her, emphasizing some people.
" So are you like the biggest asshole in New York?" Buffy asked hastily.
" Runner-up." The guy said sarcastically.
" Don't feel bad, I voted you first!" She said shoving past him, bumping shoulders with him, and slamming her hotel room door behind her.
'God! He was rude, obnoxious, hot, sexy- wait! No, didn't just think that!' Buffy screamed in her head as she walked over to her bed and plopped herself upon it. She better get some rest if she was going to be on time tomorrow. She couldn't wait to see her mystery guy, and get see how the camera loved them together.
Although, she was sort of nervous to find out what the shots she would be doing would be like. She'll find out soon enough. She thought as she shut her eyes.
______________________
TBC.....
Fact- The hotel mentioned above ' Marriott Marquis' is an actual hotel in New York. It consists of nineteen hundred rooms! It is accented by in-room personal safes, service bars, on command videos. It has shops, restaurants, lounges, three bars, a beauty salon, and a health club. Really cool!! Just thought I'd let you know lol.
Next- Buffy goes to her first shoot and meets the director and everyone. And her mystery guy...but you all know who its going to be lol. They do a practice photo-shoot and what does everyone think? Can they stand the heat?
Please Review!!!