Words Of Meaning
by: angels_slayer_lol
Disclaimer: God I wish I owned them. No Kate, Riley dead…it would be heaven. You know who owns them, Joss, Mutant Enemy, blah blah blididy blah. Oh, Miss Burke is my very hated Music teacher. I'm not sure who all the poems are by but whoever wrote them, thankyou.
Rating: I'll say R. It may be NC17 depending on where you live.
Spoilers: Its set before and during 'The Prom" but after 'Choices'. I've totally rearranged the ep. Everything still happens but not in the exact order like before.
Summery: Buffys gets her say in the prom. Don't worry. It's different. I promise
Authors notes: I love stories where Angel is Buffys teacher so I wrote my own. Buffy and Angel all the way…what else could there be? Oh and Cordy and Xander either didn't break-up or they got back together. Either way they're together. Plus the end is kind of predictable.
Author's notes 2: If I do a sequel, the rest of the events from the prom will be in it.
Part 1
Willow, Oz, Cordelia and Xander were all laughing as they walked into their English lesson. As they entered the room they noticed all the desks had been rearranged.
"Great. Now I have to sit different. The seating arrangements have been okay. Why change them 2 weeks before graduation?"
"Xand your just upset because you wont be able to stare at Cordy any more if the teacher puts you on opposite sides of the room."
"Am I really that transparent Will?"
"Its quite obvious actually. Speaking of teachers, where's Miss Burke?"
"Maybe if she doesn't turn up I can make to um, uh…"
"Your hair appointment?"
She smiled gratefully at Xander. Ever since he found out about her lack of money he'd been really supportive.
"Yeah. Or at least make an earlier one."
"Nice to see your priorities are in order."
"Maybe we should get Buffy. The way these desks are set up someone will have to sit next to the teacher. If she's late it'll be her for sure.
"Oz is right. Maybe we should go get her."
Xander jumped up.
"I'll go. Its not as if I actually like Engl…Oh my God."
Willow turned to face Xander. What she saw froze her in her tracks. She turned to Cordelia and Oz to see similar expressions on their faces. Their teacher on the other hand was just trying to keep from laughing. They all stared as Angel walked to the front of the room.
"Good morning class. My name is Angel O'Liam. You can call me Angel or Liam, doesn't really matter. I'll be your sub for the next week or until Miss Burke gets better."
"In that case I hope it's deadly."
Harmony muttered. Angel caught the comment and rolled his eyes.
"Now I've set up the desks like this so that the sun doesn't come directly on to any of them. I have issues with the sun. I'm more of a night guy."
At this Xander let out a little giggle.
"Understatement"
He muttered under his breath. Angel turned and narrowed his eyes. Xander managed to suppress the laughter that was building inside of him but the massive grin remained. Angels eyes swept over the students, confusion showing in his eyes. Willow realised he was looking for Buffy. Angel shook his head slightly and turned to address the class.
"Now I will assign the class their desks. You will be sitting boy/girl."
When Angel had them seated the Scooby gag found them selves right at the back just in front of Angels desk. Oz and Willow on the left and Xander and cordy on the right.
"Okay. Now there are 21 people in the class but I only count 20. Where's Buffy Summers?"
Willow spoke up
"Oh she will be here in a minute she had to get a book from mister Giles."
"Ah yes the librarian. Well due to her tardiness I'm afraid the only space left is next to me. I hope she doesn't mind"
Willow smiled and exchanged a look with Oz.
"I'm sure that's fine Angel"
"Good. Now unfortunately for you people you have an assignment."
As the class groaned the door burst open and Buffy ran in.
"Sorry miss Bur... Oh my God."
"And so said all of us."
Xander piped up. She turned to Xander then back to Angel who noticed she had gone quite pale.
"Miss Summers I presume. Nice of you to join us. My names Angel. I'm your sub while Miss Burke is sick. As you were tardy you have the happiness of sitting next to me. It's only for a week or so. Go sit down."
Buffy sat in her seat. Still unable to adjust to what she was seeing.
"Now class. Your assignment is to choose a poem or song and recite it. It has to be about someone in this room. Your feelings toward them, whatever. I figured with the end of school in three weeks you might as well get to tell your peers what you really think. I want you to say who its about. But you don't have to mention any names just you know like boyfriend, girlfriend, friend, enemy what ever you want. Your poems will be due in on Friday. Today being Monday means you get the whole week. It has to be someone else's poem. So don't go out and write one. Any questions?"
After answering various questions Angel went on to explain the lessons for the next week. By the end of class, Buffy had managed to get kind of used to Angel as the teacher. One question still plagued her mind…how?
As the bell rang, Angel asked the scoobies to stay behind while everyone else filed out of the room. Angel turned and smiled.
"Surprise!"
"Dead boy. What's the sitch?"
"I'm your teacher, and don't call me that."
"How are you our teacher?" Willow asked
"Giles called me on Saturday and said an English teacher was sick so could I help out. He couldn't do it and I got the impression Snyder was threatening him. He told me that I would be teaching your class so I jumped at the chance."
"Just don't go all grrr on us. You'll most likely get fired."
"Cordy. I'm not going to go all grrr, as you call it."
"Good."
"Buffy what do you think?"
"Do it again."
"Huh? Do what?"
"Smile. It's such a rare event. I just want to make sure I wasn't dreaming"
Angel went and stood in front of her.
"For you baby, anything."
Angel smiled and kissed Buffys nose.
"Oh God now I'm going to be sick." Came Xanders voice
"I think it's kinda cute." Oz replied
When neither buffy or Angel made any comment Willow pointed to the door and they filed out leaving Buffy and Angel alone.