It was Saturday morning. Buffy woke up and took a shower and got dressed and left. She went to her favorite record store on Main Street. As she was leaving the store, she saw Spike leaning against her car.
Her mind wandered back to what Willow had told her the night before. Spike saw her and stood up.
"Nice ride. Vintage fenders."
"Are you following me?" Buffy asked.
"I was in the laundromat. I saw your car and thought I would stop and say hi."
Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Hi.", she said mockingly.
As she was getting ready to open her car door, Spike slid over and blocked her.
"Not a big talker, huh?"
"It depends on the topic."
Spike inched closer until their faces were only a few inches apart.
"You're not afraid of me, are you?"
"Why would I be afraid of you?"
"Well, most people are."
"Well, I'm not."
Spike decided to tease her a little more.
"Well, maybe you're not afraid of me, but I'm sure you've thought about me naked."
Buffy stepped back and looked at him mockingly.
"Am I that transparent? I want you. I need you."
She opened her car door, shoving Spike out of the way. Spike threw his hands in the air and walked away. Just as Buffy was getting ready to back up, Angel parked behind her, blocking her exit.
"What is it, Asshole Day?" Buffy yelled. As Angel walked by, she asked, "Do you mind?"
Angel laughed.
"Not at all."
'Oh, I'll show him.' Buffy thought.
She revved the engine and slammed on the gas, crashing into Angel's car. Sahe pulled back up, revealing a huge hole in the driver's side door. Angel ran up to the car.
"You bitch!"
Spike, having witnessed the beautiful scene, began laughing. Buffy giggled, then she shrugged.
"Whoops."
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Hank stalked by Buffy.
"'Whoops'? My insurance doesn't cover PMS, Elizabeth!"
Buffy sighed.
"Well, tell them I had a seizure."
Hank started pacing again.
"Is this because of Columbia? Are you punishing me because I want you to stay close to home?"
"I'm not punishing you. But I do want you to stop making my decisions for me."
"I'm your father. It's my right."
"So what I want doesn't matter?"
"Elizabeth, you're eighteen. You don't know what you want. And you won't know what you want until you're 45. And even if you get it, you'll be too old to use it!"
Buffy stood up, angry.
"I want to go to an East Coast school! I want you to trust me to make my own decisions! And I want you to stop trying to control my life just because you can't control yours!"
Hank looked at her.
"You know what I want?—"
His pager beeped. As he headed out the door, he turned back to Buffy.
"We'll finish this later."
"Oh, I can't wait!" Buffy said in mock excitement.
She began to go up to her room when Dawn ran up.
"Did you maim Angel's car?"
"Yep. Looks like you'll have to take the bus."
Buffy rolled her eyes and continued upstairs.
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Monday, Spike was standing at his locker when Angel walked up.
"When I pay someone fifty bucks I expect results."
"Yeah. I'm on it." Spike told him.
"Watching that bitch violate my car doesn't count as a date. Now, if you don't get any, I don't get any. So get some."
Angel walked away and Spike called after him.
"I just upped my price. One hundred bucks. In advance."
Angel glared at him.
"Forget it."
He turned to leave and Spike spoke again.
"Well, then forget her sister."
Knowing he had Angel then, Spike smirked. Angel walked over and gave Spike another fifty bucks.
"You better hope you are as smooth as you think you are."
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The next period, Conner and Jesse cautiously crept into the garage looking for Spike. When they saw him, they stopped and looked at each other nervously.
"Go." Jesse told Conner.
"No, you go. I went last time."
At Jesse's look, Conner sighed.
"Fine. I'll go. But if I lose any body parts, you're paying for them."
Conner walked up to Spike, with Jesse following.
"We know what you're trying to do with Buffy Summers."
Spike looked at Conner and chuckled.
"Is that right? What are you going to do about it?"
"Help you out."
"And why's that?"
Cowering behind Conner, Jesse answered.
"The situation is, my man Conner has a major crush on Dawn Summers."
Spike looked at Conner.
"What is it with this bint?"
Jesse continued.
"I think I speak correctly when I say that Conner's love is pure, purer than Angel O'Connor's."
Spike sighed and shook his head.
"Look, I'm only in this for the cash. Angel can shag whoever he wants."
"Hey! There will be no shagging!" Conner told him.
Jesse pushed past Conner.
"Spike, let me explain something to you. We set this whole thing up so Conner can get the girl. Angel is just a pawn."
Spike considered what they were offering.
"So, you two are going to help me tame the wild beast?"
They nodded.
"Absolutely." Jesse replied. "We'll do some research, find out what she likes. We're your guys!"
Conner stammered.
"Uh, he means that in a non-prison movie way."
Jesse shook his head.
"Uh, let's see here." He took a flyer out of his pocket. "Riley Finn is having a party this Friday night. It's the perfect opportunity to take out Buffy."
Spike nodded.
"I'll think about it." , he said as he walked away.
Conner looked at Jesse.
"I hope this works."
"Trust me. It'll work." Jesse told him.
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Angel was standing with Dawn at his locker.
"Now this is really important. Which one do you like better?"
He held up two pictures of himself, with identical poses, except in one shot his shirt was black, and the other was white.
Dawn looked at them, not really seeing any difference except the color of the shirt.
"Um…I think I like the white shirt better."
"Yeah. It's more—"
"Pensive?"
"Damn. I was going for thoughtful."
Dawn looked at him, barely containing a giggle.
"So, are you going to Riley's party Friday night?"
"Yeah, I might."
"Good, because you know, I'm not gonna bother if you won't be there."
Dawn grinned widely.
"So, see you there?"
"Yeah."
"All right."
Dawn left and headed to her next class.