!!Names will be changed…lol!!
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Outside the door Mr. Spencer Williams stood and smoothed his bleach blonde hair back. He pushed his sunglasses up on his nose. He shifted his papers from one hand to another and reached out and grabbed the door knob. He heard his class quiet down as he started turning the knob, he shook his head, he pitied the fool that they had subbing in his class. He pushed the door open and the substitute can darting out the had. Mr. Williams gave a hearty laugh as he closed the door. He walked over and sat his papers down and turned to his class. He pulled his sunglasses off and folded them up and sat them on his desk. Buffy turned to Willow and Willow was fanning herself with her hand and smiled at Buffy. Buffy turned and looked up at Mr. William's as he raised his head, his blue eyes flashed and Buffy's eyes widened. That was the man on the motorcycle. She couldn't believe he was old enough to be her teacher. He only looked a and five years older than her. Mr. William's noticed Buffy sitting there with Riley in front of her.
" Mr. Walsh, why are you sitting out of your assigned seat?" Mr. Williams said with a slight cockney accent
Riley looked at Xander and then at Buffy and Xander smirked.
" Well, as you can tell we have a new girl in class and Willow and I have taken her under our wings so to speak and Riley is now her…puppy so he needs to sit near her."
Mr. Williams looked at Xander and shook his head and looked back down at his attendance. He began marking names off with out looking up. He got to the end of the list and looked up at Buffy.
"You name?"
" Buffy Summers."
" Buf..fy..Summ.ers," he said as he wrote it down, he looked back up, " Well I am Mr. Williams, you can call me that or Spike like the rest of the class."
"Uh…why do they call you Spike?" Buffy asked as the rest of the class began to snicker.
Mr. Williams sat down in his chair and pulled out some reading glassed and put them on.
" You will find out," he said as he looked down to his book.
Buffy swooned on the inside as his voice teased her ears. She couldn't help it she felt like fanning herself like Willow had been doing. Buffy watched as he stood up and walked over to a book case and bent over to get a book. Every female in class leaned to get a look at his as, Buffy did not realize that she was doing it to until she almost fell out of her desk. He had a nice firm ass all she wanted to do was walk up and smack it. Mr. Williams grabbed the book and stood up straight with incredible speed.
" Now ladies is it really necessary to do that every time I go to get a book?"
Willow smirked and licked her lips.
"Why yes it is Spike, if you didn't want us doing it, you should try to not have such a nice ass…eat a few donuts…do not work out…get a fatter ass and we will be looking away…but until this we will always be starting at that ass."
Mr. Williams walked over and handed Buffy the book. She took it and looked up shyly into he eyes and he smirk. Melting…she could feel her insides melting.
" We are on page 97, I will need to see you after class so you can get the rest of the assignments," he stated and looked deep into her eyes," Who is your next teacher?"
Buffy couldn't look around be reached down and pulled her schedule out of her bag and struggling broke eye contact and looked down at the paper. She looked back up at him, he seemed closer but Buffy pushed that thought from her head.
" Gym with Couch Liam Angle," Buffy's voice startled her.
" Oh he will understand if you are a little late."
Buffy smiled and Mr. Williams walked back up to the front of the class and opened his book.
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The bell rang and most of the students hustled out of the class. Willow and Xander sauntered out and Buffy walked to the front of the class. Once all the students had left Mr. Williams pulled his glasses off and walked around the front of his desk. He leaned against it. Buffy say on one of the desk in the front of the class. She looked him up and down and could not help the thought running threw her mind. And for some odd reason she new he would be good…no better than good, great in bed. Mr. Williams pushed off his desk and walked towards Buffy.
"It must be hard coming in in the middle of the year, not knowing anyone," he rubbed the side of her face and Buffy leaned in towards his hand and he smiled, " Not know that you a slayer, yet either, right pet?"
Buffy looked at him confused, Spike looked down at her slightly shocked. He took a few steps back and grabbed some papers off the desk and handed them to her.
"You make up assignments, Buffy. You can go now."
Buffy looked at him confused and took the papers and left the room. Spike leaned against the desk.
" She does not bloody remember!"
"I told you she wouldn't."
"But why, more majik was used on her than was ever used on me, We am I the only curse soul here in Sunnydale that remembers anything."
"You just said it, you have a soul."
" But so did Angel."
"But he did not sacrifice himself, he was not a casualty of the apocalypse …like us."
" But doesn't it kill you not to be able to tell them."
"It kills me to see things this way again with me actually causing it."
"Have you or the other blonde found out have to reverse the spell yet."
"No we are working on it."
"Well hurry up."
Spike said and stood up and walked out of the room and a woman let out a deep breath and faded into the wall.
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Outside the door Mr. Spencer Williams stood and smoothed his bleach blonde hair back. He pushed his sunglasses up on his nose. He shifted his papers from one hand to another and reached out and grabbed the door knob. He heard his class quiet down as he started turning the knob, he shook his head, he pitied the fool that they had subbing in his class. He pushed the door open and the substitute can darting out the had. Mr. Williams gave a hearty laugh as he closed the door. He walked over and sat his papers down and turned to his class. He pulled his sunglasses off and folded them up and sat them on his desk. Buffy turned to Willow and Willow was fanning herself with her hand and smiled at Buffy. Buffy turned and looked up at Mr. William's as he raised his head, his blue eyes flashed and Buffy's eyes widened. That was the man on the motorcycle. She couldn't believe he was old enough to be her teacher. He only looked a and five years older than her. Mr. William's noticed Buffy sitting there with Riley in front of her.
" Mr. Walsh, why are you sitting out of your assigned seat?" Mr. Williams said with a slight cockney accent
Riley looked at Xander and then at Buffy and Xander smirked.
" Well, as you can tell we have a new girl in class and Willow and I have taken her under our wings so to speak and Riley is now her…puppy so he needs to sit near her."
Mr. Williams looked at Xander and shook his head and looked back down at his attendance. He began marking names off with out looking up. He got to the end of the list and looked up at Buffy.
"You name?"
" Buffy Summers."
" Buf..fy..Summ.ers," he said as he wrote it down, he looked back up, " Well I am Mr. Williams, you can call me that or Spike like the rest of the class."
"Uh…why do they call you Spike?" Buffy asked as the rest of the class began to snicker.
Mr. Williams sat down in his chair and pulled out some reading glassed and put them on.
" You will find out," he said as he looked down to his book.
Buffy swooned on the inside as his voice teased her ears. She couldn't help it she felt like fanning herself like Willow had been doing. Buffy watched as he stood up and walked over to a book case and bent over to get a book. Every female in class leaned to get a look at his as, Buffy did not realize that she was doing it to until she almost fell out of her desk. He had a nice firm ass all she wanted to do was walk up and smack it. Mr. Williams grabbed the book and stood up straight with incredible speed.
" Now ladies is it really necessary to do that every time I go to get a book?"
Willow smirked and licked her lips.
"Why yes it is Spike, if you didn't want us doing it, you should try to not have such a nice ass…eat a few donuts…do not work out…get a fatter ass and we will be looking away…but until this we will always be starting at that ass."
Mr. Williams walked over and handed Buffy the book. She took it and looked up shyly into he eyes and he smirk. Melting…she could feel her insides melting.
" We are on page 97, I will need to see you after class so you can get the rest of the assignments," he stated and looked deep into her eyes," Who is your next teacher?"
Buffy couldn't look around be reached down and pulled her schedule out of her bag and struggling broke eye contact and looked down at the paper. She looked back up at him, he seemed closer but Buffy pushed that thought from her head.
" Gym with Couch Liam Angle," Buffy's voice startled her.
" Oh he will understand if you are a little late."
Buffy smiled and Mr. Williams walked back up to the front of the class and opened his book.
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The bell rang and most of the students hustled out of the class. Willow and Xander sauntered out and Buffy walked to the front of the class. Once all the students had left Mr. Williams pulled his glasses off and walked around the front of his desk. He leaned against it. Buffy say on one of the desk in the front of the class. She looked him up and down and could not help the thought running threw her mind. And for some odd reason she new he would be good…no better than good, great in bed. Mr. Williams pushed off his desk and walked towards Buffy.
"It must be hard coming in in the middle of the year, not knowing anyone," he rubbed the side of her face and Buffy leaned in towards his hand and he smiled, " Not know that you a slayer, yet either, right pet?"
Buffy looked at him confused, Spike looked down at her slightly shocked. He took a few steps back and grabbed some papers off the desk and handed them to her.
"You make up assignments, Buffy. You can go now."
Buffy looked at him confused and took the papers and left the room. Spike leaned against the desk.
" She does not bloody remember!"
"I told you she wouldn't."
"But why, more majik was used on her than was ever used on me, We am I the only curse soul here in Sunnydale that remembers anything."
"You just said it, you have a soul."
" But so did Angel."
"But he did not sacrifice himself, he was not a casualty of the apocalypse …like us."
" But doesn't it kill you not to be able to tell them."
"It kills me to see things this way again with me actually causing it."
"Have you or the other blonde found out have to reverse the spell yet."
"No we are working on it."
"Well hurry up."
Spike said and stood up and walked out of the room and a woman let out a deep breath and faded into the wall.