"Never mind." He said.

"Whatever." Buffy said and walked out the door.

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Spike finally made his way down to supper and took a seat across from Buffy, next to her brother. "William, this is my son Nick and my parents Mary and Gil." Her father said.

"Its Spike." Was all he said.

"Who wants to say grace?" Buffy's mother asked. Buffy's granfather said it and when he finished they all started to eat. Spike kept looking at Buffy when he was eating and rolling his eyes at her grandparents. She noticed but acted like she didn't.

"Buffy are you going to go to the opera?" Her dad asked. He had given her two tickets as a birthday present. As stupid as it sounded, this 16 year old girl actually did like the opera.

"I don't know. I have no one to go with. Willow and Skye think its boring and Xander, well I didn't really see the point in asking him." Buffy said.

"Nick will go with you." Her father said.

"What? Hell no. I'm not going to a boring opera. I have plans." He said.

"What plans? Getting in trouble?" Buffy said.

"No, being myself. Something you should try."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Okay you two settle down." Her mother interrupted. "Nick, you don't have to go. Buffy you'll just have to go by yourself or not at all."

"But mom.I want to go." Buffy whined.

"I'll go with you. It can be our date." Her grandfather joked.

"No thanks Grampie. Mom can I be excused?"

"Sure honey." Her mother said as Buffy was making her way up the stairs to her room.

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Buffy was lying on her bed when her door opened and Spike came in.

"Don't you know how to knock?" She asked.

"Yes, I just didn't want to."

"Well its my room and I could have been changing." She said.

"So? If it makes you feel any better you can walk in my room without knocking." He told her.

"That makes me feel a lot better, thanks." She said sarcastically.

"Anytime luv." Spike said.

She looked at him oddly, like she couldn't win with him. "Leave me alone please. Go hang out with Nick, he's more your type." She said.

"How do you know goodies aren't my type?" He asked.

"That's not funny you do know that right?" She asked.

"Yes I do. So I hear you're not going to the opera." Said Spike.

"Ya, well no one will go." She said.

"I'll go." He offered.

"What's in it for you?" She asked.

"Pleasure of your company."

"No really. What's in it for you?" She repeated her question.

"If you must know I get out of a little group session. You know, for kids like me. Can I?"

"I'm not sitting for four hours next to you. Forget it." She said, turning away.

"You don't have to. I can walk around, not like I want to watch boring fat people sing boring songs." He said with a laugh.

"Ya well I like those boring fat people and those boring songs!" She yelled.

"Sorry pet, didn't mean to insult you." He apologized.

"Right.are you leaving anytime soon?"

"Not until you say I can go."

"Fine. Come, I don't care." She said.

"Thank you Buffy." He said before leaving her room.