Title: Sex, Lies and................High School?

Author: Summer

Rating: R/NC17 haven't decided

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Joss is King

Summary: VERY AU. EVERYBODY'S HUMAN. The Scooby Gang are starting their second year of high school. There are some new students starting, bullies and Giles is Buffy's dad!

Feedback: I'd love it!

A/N: I am soooo sorry this is up so late. My computer crashed and I couldn't get it back online thanks to my sister. Sorry it took so long to get this next chapter up. Thanks for all the reviews in the meantime. Enjoy the chapter 7.

Chapter 7 - Trouble

Monday morning. The day she'd been dreading, finally here. It couldn't have come soon enough for Buffy.

The sound of her loaded sports bag could be heard dragging it's bottom across the floor to the gym.

She checked her watch,

7:48.

She'd never meant to be this early. She just thought she'd get a final practice in. Buffy circled the gym floor. A lot of the equipment had already been set up. Mats had been placed randomly across each part of the room. Looking down at the wooden floor an unsettling feeling fluttered through her stomach, she started to feel unsure of herself for the first time in days.

She thought back to the night before....

Waking Willow with one of her cheers and getting a pillow thrown at her for her efforts. It was then she decided to get up early.

She sighed, tiredness weighing heavily on her. She began to stretch...........

*****

"Well? What'd you think?"

Angel stood back away staring. His mouth open aghast at the sight of the rusted black Desoto parked in the way of the courtyard gates. He turned to his brother giving him a satisfied smile.

"I think dad's gonna kill you!"

"What for? I'm a grown man now. He can't tell me what and what not to do. All that 'do this', 'be on time for that', 'be good' crap is wearing way too thin."

Angel shook his head at his brother and exhaling a deep sigh took in the sorry state of the vechile. Torn upholstered seats, busted radio.....*wait a minute.....are those liquor bottles?*

"SPIKE!" Angels anger erupted "THIS CAR IS A HEAP OF CRAP!" Have you seen what's in the back? How much did you pay for it?"

"Relax bro I got a good deal"

"What? Was the scrap yard giving it away?"

Spike looked over and gave his brother a cocky grin. He felt like he was talking to his father.

"For your information, this is a perfectly good car. Got all the papers and every thin'. Gonna drive it to school this mornin."

"School?" Angel snickered "You'll be lucky if it makes it out the driveway"

But Angels grin only made Spike more determined. "Very funny big brother. You'll see though. I'm gonna fix her up and then we'll see who's laughing!"

Angel could do little but watch as his brother manuvered the heap onto the sidewalk and into the street.

He exhaled another sigh.....

"At least I won't have to drive you anymore"

*****

The car skidded to a halt, the brakes letting out a deep scorching sound and a backfire of the exhaust.

"Have to get them fixed" he said to himself looking about the school yard.

EMPTY

He checked his watch

12:41

*Nearly lunch*

Leaning back on the leather seat he proceeded to light a smoke.......

Minutes later...

"Er....Excuse me.." "EXCUSE ME" (louder) "HMM HMM"

The sound of coughing behind broke Spike out of his train of thought.

"WHAT?" he turned around sighing and came crashing head first into a teacher.

"Oh great"

"Excuse me young man?"

Spike suddenly straightened like a deer in headlights.

"Are you just getting in?" he continued "Its almost lunch. Where have you been?"

Spike sighed again a little too loudly feeling his face heating up under the other mans gaze. *who is this guy?* he thought. Looking clearly forward the man appeared to be in his late forties, dark hared with flecks of grey and round glasses.

*What a geek*

"I'M WAITING!!!"

Once again Spikes thoughts were broken.

"OUT" he bellowed.

"Out? out where?" *This boy is gonna be a handful*

"I was at the doctors weren't I!" (A lie of course)

"Oh really? got a note?" *Far too much attitude!*

Spike reached into his pocket as if retrieving a note, by a jerk of his hand he heard something drop to the floor.

Both men looked down to see a half empty packet of cigarettes.

"In here. NOW!!"

And before he knew it Spike was pushed into a side room.

"CRAP" he exclaimed.

TBC..................................................................................................................

A/N: Sorry again for taking sooooo long. Next chapter will be up either tomorrow or later tonight. Thank you for your reviews and your patience. Please keep reviewing. Thanks.