A/N: Hi all, well I got a couple of reviews for the first chapter, would
like more. Tell your friends to read it and tell them to tell their friends
to read it. Here is the second chapter for those that wanted it. I don't
know how to 'advertise' this story but I can already tell that it's going
to be like my other stories, unread and un reviewed.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, except the ones I make up. The good characters belong to Joss Whedon and only the plot belongs to me.
Note of thanks to SleeplessDreamer who reviews in like every Buffy fic I've got! Thank you so much. And to artemis66 who does as well. But also thanks to all the people that might not have accounts and just read fiction.
Chapter 2
The New Guy
Buffy walked across the street until she got to the park, she sat down under the shadiest tree there was. Soon, Anya and Xander joined her, then Willow and Oz. A few minutes passed with meaningless chatter. "Anyone seen Angel? Is he in detention.again?" She asked worried about her boyfriend, "I'm sure he's fine." Willow said patting Buffy on the back. "Look here he is right now.with Spike?" Willow said again with excitement in her voice. Angel walked over with Spike on his heels, "Hi guys, this is Spike, can he sit with us for a while, he has no where else to go." Angel greeted, informed and asked in the one sentence. There was chatter of acceptance. Buffy was silent however. Angel didn't realize, he sat down next to her and gave her a kiss. "Ah ok so to me, from now on you'll be called Red." Spike said and indicated his focus on Willow. He looked over to Buffy, "Hi. Where you in the English class I took this morning?" he asked "oh my god! Did I just like totally get noticed by Spike? The new hottest guy in school?" Buffy replied sarcastically with a cheerleader tone. "Ok.moving on." He said then looked to Xander, "There's no doubt about it, you're a whelp!" he said to Xander and then smirked, "Ok.What's a whelp?" Xander asked confused, Spike ignored him., instead he turned to Anya, "Ok talk to me, I need a sense in who you are to be able to give you a name." Spike said without flinching, the group obviously thought he was weird at that stage, but he had a vibe, a good, fun one. "Well I want to go make-out in the janitor's closet, but will Xander come? No!" Anya blurted out in her usual direct manner, Spike's expression went from 'what?' to 'freak.' "Well why isn't anyone else surprised she said that he asked the whole group. "Because she is always like that, out in the open." Angel said smiling at Anya. He settled into a nice broody expression when h finished that sentence. "Well there is no catchy name for that and midget guitarist here doesn't look like I can give him a cool name either." He said looking at Anya and then Oz. Oz's expression didn't change, it never did. Well, have you guys got any cool clubs around this town?" He asked taking a cigarette out of hi pocket, he lit it and Willow watched in disgust. He started smoking, Buffy got up walked over to him, yanked it out of his mouth, chucked it on the ground and stomped all over it. "Oy! I was using that." Spike said with his British accent, "Well bugger off then!" Buffy replied with a pretty good imitation. He ignored her. He started talking to Oz about his guitar, soon switching his conversation to Xander and Anya and then to Willow and whether or not she could tutor him. He then came and sat next to Buffy, "So what are you in to?" he asked her with an expecting expression, she raised an eyebrow, "Not you!" She said and she stormed off. Spike looked at Angel and then shrugged not knowing what was wrong with her.
A/N: Yeah it is short, but I haven't thought of anything worth writing yet. Enjoy and Review. TTFN.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, except the ones I make up. The good characters belong to Joss Whedon and only the plot belongs to me.
Note of thanks to SleeplessDreamer who reviews in like every Buffy fic I've got! Thank you so much. And to artemis66 who does as well. But also thanks to all the people that might not have accounts and just read fiction.
Chapter 2
The New Guy
Buffy walked across the street until she got to the park, she sat down under the shadiest tree there was. Soon, Anya and Xander joined her, then Willow and Oz. A few minutes passed with meaningless chatter. "Anyone seen Angel? Is he in detention.again?" She asked worried about her boyfriend, "I'm sure he's fine." Willow said patting Buffy on the back. "Look here he is right now.with Spike?" Willow said again with excitement in her voice. Angel walked over with Spike on his heels, "Hi guys, this is Spike, can he sit with us for a while, he has no where else to go." Angel greeted, informed and asked in the one sentence. There was chatter of acceptance. Buffy was silent however. Angel didn't realize, he sat down next to her and gave her a kiss. "Ah ok so to me, from now on you'll be called Red." Spike said and indicated his focus on Willow. He looked over to Buffy, "Hi. Where you in the English class I took this morning?" he asked "oh my god! Did I just like totally get noticed by Spike? The new hottest guy in school?" Buffy replied sarcastically with a cheerleader tone. "Ok.moving on." He said then looked to Xander, "There's no doubt about it, you're a whelp!" he said to Xander and then smirked, "Ok.What's a whelp?" Xander asked confused, Spike ignored him., instead he turned to Anya, "Ok talk to me, I need a sense in who you are to be able to give you a name." Spike said without flinching, the group obviously thought he was weird at that stage, but he had a vibe, a good, fun one. "Well I want to go make-out in the janitor's closet, but will Xander come? No!" Anya blurted out in her usual direct manner, Spike's expression went from 'what?' to 'freak.' "Well why isn't anyone else surprised she said that he asked the whole group. "Because she is always like that, out in the open." Angel said smiling at Anya. He settled into a nice broody expression when h finished that sentence. "Well there is no catchy name for that and midget guitarist here doesn't look like I can give him a cool name either." He said looking at Anya and then Oz. Oz's expression didn't change, it never did. Well, have you guys got any cool clubs around this town?" He asked taking a cigarette out of hi pocket, he lit it and Willow watched in disgust. He started smoking, Buffy got up walked over to him, yanked it out of his mouth, chucked it on the ground and stomped all over it. "Oy! I was using that." Spike said with his British accent, "Well bugger off then!" Buffy replied with a pretty good imitation. He ignored her. He started talking to Oz about his guitar, soon switching his conversation to Xander and Anya and then to Willow and whether or not she could tutor him. He then came and sat next to Buffy, "So what are you in to?" he asked her with an expecting expression, she raised an eyebrow, "Not you!" She said and she stormed off. Spike looked at Angel and then shrugged not knowing what was wrong with her.
A/N: Yeah it is short, but I haven't thought of anything worth writing yet. Enjoy and Review. TTFN.