A/N: These typos were driving me NUTS, so I just HAD to fix them! I even fixed summa the storyline, but not so that it's terribly noticable. N-e-whoz...ENJOY! ^,~

"Red light, red light, reeeed liiiight!"
      
        Faye smirked over at Edward as she stepped on the brakes and halted the vehicle, announcing cheerily, "It was super sweet of your mom to let me drive her car for my first day of school. I mean, my parents wouldn't even let me drive after I got my license, they were so afraid."
    
          Edward giggled, holding onto her toes as she acknowledged blithely, "Faye-Faye is silly! Ed is glad that Faye-Faye is her new friend and ride to Ed's miiiddle schooool!"
      
        Faye smirked, keeping her warm jade eyes focused on the road ahead of them as she admitted softly, "Ya know something, Ed? In a very weird, morbid sorta way, I'm glad, too."
      
        "Yaay! Ed and Faye-Faye......FRIENDS FOREVER!!!," the young adolescent cheered as she bounced about in her seat with exuberance. "Ed will teach Faye-Faye to play hopscotch, skip, and-oh! Green light, green light, greeeen liiiight!!!"
     
         Faye immediately jumped back to attention and stepped on the gas, a speeding vehicle to their left trying to race through the red light that towered before it as she continued on her way.
      
        Suddenly, between giggles, Edward looked over to her left and screamed, "Faye-Faye.....CAR!!!"
      
        Faye gasped, crying out in surprise as the silver car smashed head-on into the side of their vehicle, just missing the driver area.
      
        The owner of the silver car immediately burst out of its interior, his face red and his eyes bulging with a deep choleric veil of intolerance.
      
        "What the hell is your problem?!," he demanded, ripping open Faye's car door before she could lock it. "Why didn't you speed up so that I could get through?!!"
      
        "You were breaking the law!," Faye retorted, ushering Edward back as the nosy adolescent tried to catch a glimpse of the hotheaded driver. "I'm not some accompliss for crooks, ya know!"
      
        "Be that as it may, just LOOK what you did to my car! It's a PORSCHE, for God's sake!!!," the young man hollered, his face now so red that he appeared as if he would burst. "Your hunka shit's got NOTHIN' on MY vehicle, so cry me a river, wench!!!"
      
        Before Faye could reply to his rude comment, a sudden blur of color whooshed over her lap and laced itself about the driver's middle before exclaiming blithely, "Spike-person!!!"
      
        Dumbfounded, the young man looked down at the young girl latched tightly about his middle, then groaned, muttering, "Hey, Ed. What's up?"
      
        "The sky, spy, fly!," Edward chanted erratically in response, only embracing him harder. "Ed missed you, Spike-person! Why don't you come to Ed's church, anymore?"
      
        "Cuz other things have popped up," Spike replied, a sudden wave of desolation washing over his face as he tried his best to pry the young adolescent off of him. "Look, Ed, forget it, ok? I'm gonna call 911 now so that we can get some help, so just get in the car with.....um....."
      
        "Faye-Faye!," Edward supplied enthusiastically as she leapt up into her step-sister's lap and gave her a big hug.
      
        "Uh, yeah.....right.....'Faye-Faye'," Spike acknowledged, nodding as he withdrew a cell phone from within his pocket and flipped it open. "Don't you two worry......I promise that I won't sue."
      
        "Oh, hallelujah.....are troubles are all over," Faye grumbled with a deep sense of sarcasm within the tremors of her voice, gently pushing Edward off of her lap and into the passenger seat before folding her arms in disgust. "Just make sure that we're not too late for school, alright, lunkhead?"
      
        Spike smirked, his finger pausing in midair just above the '9' button to his cell phone as he turned to send her a skeptical glance. "You really wanna go?"
      
        "It's my first day....of COURSE I wanna go!," Faye snapped, suddenly growing beet-red in the face due to her impatience with the ignorant young man. "Just hurry up and finish the damn phone call!!!"
      
        Spike rolled his eyes and muttered something about women with attitude, turning his back to her as he finally managed to call 911 in peace.
      
        As he began to talk into the receiver, Faye wondered miserably, "If this day doesn't kill me, nothing ELSE will! So far I know for a fact that Mrs. Wong will NEVER let me drive anything ever, EVER again, and, to top it all off, I've met some hotheaded jerk who's obsessed with his goddamn silver Porsche! With MY wrotten luck, we'll be in the same school....hell, the same CLASS! I've actually reached the point where I'm far too afraid to ask myself if this day could possibly get any worse!"
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               "So everything's been taken care of?"

              Spike nodded, shoving a couple of french fries into his mouth before replying sourly, "Yep....my dad's insurance company is takin' care of all the car expenses."
      
        "What about the other driver?," his silvery-haired friend continued to nag, feigning interest as he watched the bubbles in his chocolate milk cluster around the small straw in the middle.
      
        Spike shrugged. "Who cares, Vicious? All I know is that Mr. and Mrs. Wong are super pissed off at me, so once they start bitchin' at my dad about how I need to watch my driving, blah, blah, blah, I'll be in some deep shit."
      
        "That sucks," Vicious acknowledged absently, his ebony irises lazily straying over to the far end of the cafeteria. After something interesting aroused his attention, he nudged his friend's shoulder, asking curiously, "Who's that over there with Mikaya and Ace, Spike? Someone you know?"
      
        Spike let out a grunt of indifference, then turned to look over his shoulder before exclaiming hotly, "That's her! That's the bimbo who crashed into my set of wheels!"
      
        "Her?," Vicious demanded, absolutely incredulous due to hearing this. "A girl like that doesn't look like she could do very much damage."
      
        "Well, she can!," Spike spat, frowning deeply when he realized that the trio was approaching them with their lunch trays. "Quick, Vicious....act like they're not there."
      
        "But Ace and Mikaya-"
      
        "Hi!," a pleasant voice cut in, causing both young men to look up in an instant.
      
        "Oh....hey, Mikaya," Spike grumbled in acknowledgement, absently tightening his hold about the plastic knife upon his lunch tray. "How's it goin'?"
      
        "Great, but I've got someone here that you should meet," she insisted, beaming brightly as she pushed back a silky strand of her light pink tresses.
      
        Vicious rolled his eyes, interrupting, "You both know very well that a new guy can't just come waltzing into this group. We're a gang, dammit! I won't stand for it!!!"
      
        Mikaya's hazel eyes flickered over with a veil of deep emnity as she hissed cattily, "Well I don't care! Faye, here, needs a friend, so we're the people for the job! Isn't that right, Ace?"
      
        The tall, freckled brunette shrugged his shoulders, then nodded, muttering with indifference, "Yeah, sure, whatever."
      
        Realizing that he wasn't being very helpful at all, Mikaya continued, "Besides, don't you guys think that Faye would be the perfect replacement for Jul-"
      
        "Don't you DARE say that!," Spike thundered, jumping up from his seat in an instant as he came face-to-face with the frightened young woman. "You know very damn well that I'm grieving and no, we do NOT need a new member for our gang! CASE CLOSED!!!"
      
        "Um, please.....don't take it out on her," Faye urged, just deciding to engage within the heated conversation. "She was just being friendly and trying to help me out, so please.......be mad at me, instead."
      
        Spike let out a bitter laugh, replying dryly, "Oh, I am mad at you.....for wreckin' my damn car! Go on....hit the road! The Red Dragons don't have room for manipulative vixens like the likes of you!!!"
      
        Remaining undaunted, Faye held her head up high and nodded, turning and walking off towards a vacant table, only to hear Mikaya following hurriedly behind in her foot steps.
      
        "Wait! Oh, PLEASE don't be mad!," she begged, dropping her things down onto the table as she looked her friend over with concern. "You've got to understand something, Faye.....Spike used to be a sweet, caring young man whom every young woman went absolutely nuts over.........until the disappearance."
      
        Faye raised an eyebrow. "Disappearance?"
      
        "Yes....the disappearance," Mikaya acknowledged, quivering slightly as she finally plopped down onto her seat and began to wring her hands about anxiously. "I shouldn't even be telling you this....since I've been sworn to secrecy, and-"
      
        "Tell me," Faye urged, leaning forward in anticipation. "Perhaps you'll feel a whole lot better once you do."
      
        "O-ok," Mikaya agreed breathlessly, nodding feebly as she tried her best to steady her trembling hands. "Um....I don't know if you've realized this, but Ellewood is notorious for two major gangs.......The Red Dragons and The Barracudas. Since both long to "rule" the streets of this city, we are constantly reeking havoc and creating masses of chaos throughout the premises. Well, one day, we were all anticipating a surprise attack from The Barracudas since there were so many rumors floating around within school grounds. Vicious contacted their leader, Randall, in order to verify the fact. Randall admitted that they were, indeed, planning a surprise attack, but if Vicious were to send one member of our gang, preferably female, to their meeting hideaway on Chaplin Street in order to make up a peace treaty, he would call it off. Since Vicious is one who doesn't like to endanger our lives, he sent Spike's faithful girlfriend, Julia Dodd, to do the bidding. We all gathered at Spike's house to wait for her return, with each passing minute growing more and more restless. We waited for about 4 hours, and there was still nothing. Hell, we even called Randall over his cell phone, but he refused to answer. It's been about a month now since Julia's tragic disappearance, and poor Spike's a changed man. He no longer smiles, laughs, or kids around.......it's almost as if the poor guy isn't even really alive, anymore. The sweetheart even arranged a search party with the police that they called JRA (Julia Rescuers Anonymous), but it failed. Both Julia and The Barracudas disappeared that fateful night, not even leaving behind a single trace of their existance."
   
           "Wow," Faye breathed, looking over across from them at Spike, Vicious and Ace with wonder. "I actually feel really bad about how I treated him, now."
      
        "Don't," Mikaya urged, shaking her head back and forth in disgust. "Spike hates sympathy."
      
        "I'll bet," Faye mumbled, remembering his terrible outburst as she cast her glistening gaze down to her folded hands in her lap.
      
        "Look.....just try to stay away from him, ok?," Mikaya urged, her eyes full of a sincere worry that rather frightened Faye. "Spike's nothin' but trouble, so it wouldn't be wise if you let yourself get caught up in his web like so many other girls such as yourself have. The pain's just not worth it."
      
        "Oh....ok," Faye agreed softly, sneaking another peak at the gloomy, yet incredibly handsome moss-green-haired young man across the cafeteria. "I promise that I won't."
     
         Mikaya let out a sigh of relief and relaxed a bit, giving her a pleasant smile. "Good."
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               Since Mrs. Wong's car was temporarily out of order, Faye and Edward had to ride the crappy school bus home.

               Stepping aboard the "block of cheese" with a heavy sigh, Faye scoped out each seat, then instantly recognized a familiar face. Spike.
      
        "I don't really care if he hates me....I need a place to sit!," she told herself, gradually making her way towards the back seat that the young man was currently occupying. "Surely he can't argue with THAT!"
      
        Just as she was about to sit down, however, a young man mercilessly shoved her out of the way and flopped down into the seat, giving Spike an enthusiastic high-five before pulling out his brand new issue of Playboy for them both to ogle over like drooling buffoons.
      
        Letting out an indignant snort, Faye plopped down heavily into the seat diagonally from them, which Edward was currently occupying.
      
        "Hiya, Faye-Faye!," she greeted, grinning broadly as she began to bounce up and down on the springy seat with exuberance. "Did Faye-Faye have a good day?"
      
        She shrugged, brushing back a strand of her soft, silky violet hair as she returned sourly, "It was alright, I guess."
      
        Edward's face fell. "Faye-Faye had a bad day? Who hurt Faye-Faye? Ed will beat them up with her BARE hands!!!"
      
        "Thanks, but no thanks," Faye replied, stifling a giggle as she leaned back in their seat and sighed. "I don't think that you could handle this guy, Ed....he's much too strong and hotheaded for you to be able to manage."
      
        "Ed is a he-woman!," the young adolescent insisted, puffing out her chest and sucking in her breath as she tried her best to maintain that ridiculous pose. "Nobody DARES contradict Radical Edward! Ed conquers ALL!!!"
      
        Faye laughed, shaking her head with amusement as she gave her step-sister a playful push, returning gleefully, "Oh, knock it off, Ed! Spike would knock you into next week!"
      
        "Spike-person?," Edward repeated, blinking with surprise.
      
        "That's right," Faye acknowledged, nodding. "I don't know what it is, but there's something about that ignoramus that draws me to him........he's like a mystery that I very much want to solve."
      
        Edward shook her head wildly back and forth, insisting shrilly, "No, no, no, nooooo, Faye-Faye! Spike-person hasn't been himself for a loooong time, so Faye-Faye needs to be very careful around him! Spike-person can get VERY mad!"
      
        "Then I'll be the one to change that," Faye decided aloud, looking back at the young man as he continued to drool over the dirty magazine with his friend. "I'll be the one to unravel his mystery and change him back into the man that he used to be."

A/N: There, new & improved, ryte??? ::looks @ u hopefully:: lol +R&R+!!!! =D