A/N: Thank you all so much for reviewing, *I dialed up to the net, opened
my msn "you have 23 emails in your inbox." The thing popped up and said, so
I click on it, and 10 of them are reviews, 6 of those ten were for this
story! I am so happy, thank you guys! Here is chappy 2! Oh I was wondering,
for those of you who have watched the movie, do you think that I should put
in the Cordelia (Katherine) and Willow (Cecile) kiss? I won't update until
you tell me!
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx The Bet and The Manifesto Girl Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
"And what makes you thin that you can win her over so easy?" Cordelia asked annoyed and a little jealous. "She'll be my greatest conquest." Spike said string of into space, "You didn't answer my question!" Cordelia shouted and glared at him angrily.
All of a sudden, just out of her sour outbreak, Cordelia turned sweet, "Want to make a wager on it Spiky boy?" she asked imperiously, she said turning her head back to her sexy step brother. "If you can make it past the goal keeper then you get to ride me anyway you like, but if the ball goes the wrong way, then I get that hot little car of yours." Cordelia said with her head looking down but her eyes looking at him.
"What makes you think I would go for that? It's a 1956 jaguar roadster!" Spike stated with emphasis on the name of the car. Cordelia stood up and walked over to spike, she brushed her lips against his, "Because ever since our parents got married, I'm the only girl you've ever wanted . . . and couldn't have." She whispered it in his ear, he moved in closer to her and she pulled away quickly and nonchalantly as if nothing ever happened.
She sat on the window seat and bent her knees up so that her skirt would move down a little lower; it had reached her upper thigh, "you've got yourself a bet baby!" Spike was eyeing her dark, silky legs, Cordelia dropped her leg in one swift movement, "until then, down boy!" she said simply and walked out of the room, leaving Spike in awe. "Let the games begin." Spike muttered with a smirk, grabbed his journal and left the room.
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Aunt Helen's House xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Spike was in the tennis court playing against his trainer. "William!" Aunt Helen approached with a petite blonde from behind on horses. Spike rolled his eyes, "Oh fuck me." He said putting the racket down, he turned around and faked a smile, "Aunt Helen!" he said running towards her with his arms open. "This is Buffy Summers, the new headmasters daughter at Sunnydale Prep, she'll be staying here with us for a while, I want you to make her feel as welcome as possible." Aunt Helen introduced the two, Spike helped Buffy down from his horse.
He took her by the hand and walked quickly, "Come on, there's lot to see!" they started to run. Once they where out of sight he dropped her hand, "I read your manifesto. I thought it was a bunch of shit." He said unexpectedly, "Really? Most people praise me for it? That's weird." Buffy said "I just don't think you should experience the act of love until you are in love." Buffy said simply trying not to look hurt.
"Who are you to criticize something you've never experienced, Spike said annoyed, "I'm not criticizing, don't get me wrong or anything, I mean I'm not against sex before marriage, but why open up your body and soul to someone who is going to up and leave the next day?" Buffy said this and left Spike speechless, "And William?" "Spike, the name is S.P.I.K.E" Spike mouthed out the word to her cutting her off from what she was about to say, "Spike, I hear you haven't got a good track record, so you should say nothing seeing as you have never experienced it subtly." Buffy turned on her heels and walked away.
Meanwhile . . .
"Ok, I'll show you a couple of new cords and then that will be it for today, I have some other tutees." Oz explained and strummed some cords on his guitar, explaining what to do. (A/N: I know absolutely nothing about guitars so yeah.)
Oz got restless and decided to show Willow how to do it, he put his arm over hairs and out their arms on the guitar, he softly strummed away, Willow closed her eyes, the beat in her ears.
Cordelia appeared at the door, "perfect, I mean look at the way they're acting, I f I can't use Spike to de-virginise her, then I'll use him." Cordelia thought in her mind. She watched the two, after a while she got bored and decided to interrupt, she lifted her hand slowly to the shelf next to her and put her hand behind a glass vase and in one subtle movement *CRASH* Oz and Willow automatically stopped and turned around, "Mai Ling, we talked about this!" Cordelia said framing her Vietnamese maid.
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx The Bet and The Manifesto Girl Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
"And what makes you thin that you can win her over so easy?" Cordelia asked annoyed and a little jealous. "She'll be my greatest conquest." Spike said string of into space, "You didn't answer my question!" Cordelia shouted and glared at him angrily.
All of a sudden, just out of her sour outbreak, Cordelia turned sweet, "Want to make a wager on it Spiky boy?" she asked imperiously, she said turning her head back to her sexy step brother. "If you can make it past the goal keeper then you get to ride me anyway you like, but if the ball goes the wrong way, then I get that hot little car of yours." Cordelia said with her head looking down but her eyes looking at him.
"What makes you think I would go for that? It's a 1956 jaguar roadster!" Spike stated with emphasis on the name of the car. Cordelia stood up and walked over to spike, she brushed her lips against his, "Because ever since our parents got married, I'm the only girl you've ever wanted . . . and couldn't have." She whispered it in his ear, he moved in closer to her and she pulled away quickly and nonchalantly as if nothing ever happened.
She sat on the window seat and bent her knees up so that her skirt would move down a little lower; it had reached her upper thigh, "you've got yourself a bet baby!" Spike was eyeing her dark, silky legs, Cordelia dropped her leg in one swift movement, "until then, down boy!" she said simply and walked out of the room, leaving Spike in awe. "Let the games begin." Spike muttered with a smirk, grabbed his journal and left the room.
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Aunt Helen's House xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Spike was in the tennis court playing against his trainer. "William!" Aunt Helen approached with a petite blonde from behind on horses. Spike rolled his eyes, "Oh fuck me." He said putting the racket down, he turned around and faked a smile, "Aunt Helen!" he said running towards her with his arms open. "This is Buffy Summers, the new headmasters daughter at Sunnydale Prep, she'll be staying here with us for a while, I want you to make her feel as welcome as possible." Aunt Helen introduced the two, Spike helped Buffy down from his horse.
He took her by the hand and walked quickly, "Come on, there's lot to see!" they started to run. Once they where out of sight he dropped her hand, "I read your manifesto. I thought it was a bunch of shit." He said unexpectedly, "Really? Most people praise me for it? That's weird." Buffy said "I just don't think you should experience the act of love until you are in love." Buffy said simply trying not to look hurt.
"Who are you to criticize something you've never experienced, Spike said annoyed, "I'm not criticizing, don't get me wrong or anything, I mean I'm not against sex before marriage, but why open up your body and soul to someone who is going to up and leave the next day?" Buffy said this and left Spike speechless, "And William?" "Spike, the name is S.P.I.K.E" Spike mouthed out the word to her cutting her off from what she was about to say, "Spike, I hear you haven't got a good track record, so you should say nothing seeing as you have never experienced it subtly." Buffy turned on her heels and walked away.
Meanwhile . . .
"Ok, I'll show you a couple of new cords and then that will be it for today, I have some other tutees." Oz explained and strummed some cords on his guitar, explaining what to do. (A/N: I know absolutely nothing about guitars so yeah.)
Oz got restless and decided to show Willow how to do it, he put his arm over hairs and out their arms on the guitar, he softly strummed away, Willow closed her eyes, the beat in her ears.
Cordelia appeared at the door, "perfect, I mean look at the way they're acting, I f I can't use Spike to de-virginise her, then I'll use him." Cordelia thought in her mind. She watched the two, after a while she got bored and decided to interrupt, she lifted her hand slowly to the shelf next to her and put her hand behind a glass vase and in one subtle movement *CRASH* Oz and Willow automatically stopped and turned around, "Mai Ling, we talked about this!" Cordelia said framing her Vietnamese maid.