HI again. I can't decide whether I like 1st or 3rd person better. Maybe I
could get some suggestions in a review? LOL thanks!
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William 'Spike' Giles after 10 minutes of struggling finally pulled out of his circle of groupies. He did enjoy being the most wanted guy in the school, but he did need alone time, and nicotine.
Taking a drag of his cigarette Spike's mind wandered back to the girl who asked him for directions. For some reason the little chint managed to catch his interest. He assumed that he did that a lot with her beach blonde hair with red undertone and chunky highlights. He smiled then, thinking that he liked her hair, almost as much as her eyes that were the deepest shade of emerald he has ever seen. She was slender and tanned too, and due to her spaghetti strapped top he could see the tattoo of a cross on her back shoulder blade. He was so enticed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the person walking straight toward him.
"Oi, cant a guy fucking walk in this school without being trampled?!" He was furious! Couldn't he get one moment of peace from that damn Cordeilia and her passé?
"Oh I'm so sorry. Don't mind me. Ya know, the girl you just rain into.... you really are conceited aren't you?" Buffy rolled on her hands and knees and started picking up the books and papers that she just got from the office. 'Probably should be thanking him for those directions.'
"Sorry luv, you don't have to be a bitch about it." He stomps out his smoke and bends down to help her pick out her things.
"Why is everyone calling me a bitch today? URGH! I hate this school and I have this town! And- oh thanks." she accept the book and papers that he offers me, but ignore the one to help her up.
"Don't we all."
"Don't well all what?" He is amused by her confusion, and she tilts her head to the side like a puppy. 'She's the most adorable thing when she's confused." He thought, 'wait did I just use the word 'adorable'?'
"What are you talking about?" 'Oh shit, I didn't say that out loud did I?' "Don't we all what?" Buffy asks again bemused.
"Oh, don't we all hate it here." Spike states matter-of-factly.
"Because it most be so hard for a you to be surrounded my girls? Unless your gay... you're not gay are you?" she looks studying him for a moment 'oh this is going to be fun.' "Hmm. stylish clothes, hair dye, nailpolish?" Buffy raises her eyebrow to that "You do give off a slight 'not completely straight' vibe."
"I'm not gay." He says completely perplexed by the idea that he might be.
"Uh-huh. Do you, or have you every found another male attractive? Or maybe have strange dreams where you are-"
He cuts her off near shout "I'M NOT GAY! Ask anyone I'm not!"
"Your lucky these halls are empty or that outburst would have been very embarrassing, I think I might believe you though." she laugh and start walking in the direction that I think she locker is.
"And where are you going?" He's shouting again as he follows her. 'Wow I really struck a nerve. What if he really is queer???'
"To my locker... or at least I think to my locker. What time does first period start? These halls are really empty..." Spike goes to a random locker and opens it.
"Just use this one, and I'm not gay."
She throws her stuff in it and turns around and starts walking toward her literature class. "Well you must have some insecurity on the subject otherwise it wouldn't bother you that much." He grabs her arm and pulls her into another hallway stopping at a door marked 'English-Literature'
"There is your English call and you are only... 5 minutes late."
"How did you know I had this class?"
"You were staring at your schedule while you were accusing me of liking men."
"What do you have now?"
"I'm not sure..." he looks at his own schedule "English-Literature."
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William 'Spike' Giles after 10 minutes of struggling finally pulled out of his circle of groupies. He did enjoy being the most wanted guy in the school, but he did need alone time, and nicotine.
Taking a drag of his cigarette Spike's mind wandered back to the girl who asked him for directions. For some reason the little chint managed to catch his interest. He assumed that he did that a lot with her beach blonde hair with red undertone and chunky highlights. He smiled then, thinking that he liked her hair, almost as much as her eyes that were the deepest shade of emerald he has ever seen. She was slender and tanned too, and due to her spaghetti strapped top he could see the tattoo of a cross on her back shoulder blade. He was so enticed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the person walking straight toward him.
"Oi, cant a guy fucking walk in this school without being trampled?!" He was furious! Couldn't he get one moment of peace from that damn Cordeilia and her passé?
"Oh I'm so sorry. Don't mind me. Ya know, the girl you just rain into.... you really are conceited aren't you?" Buffy rolled on her hands and knees and started picking up the books and papers that she just got from the office. 'Probably should be thanking him for those directions.'
"Sorry luv, you don't have to be a bitch about it." He stomps out his smoke and bends down to help her pick out her things.
"Why is everyone calling me a bitch today? URGH! I hate this school and I have this town! And- oh thanks." she accept the book and papers that he offers me, but ignore the one to help her up.
"Don't we all."
"Don't well all what?" He is amused by her confusion, and she tilts her head to the side like a puppy. 'She's the most adorable thing when she's confused." He thought, 'wait did I just use the word 'adorable'?'
"What are you talking about?" 'Oh shit, I didn't say that out loud did I?' "Don't we all what?" Buffy asks again bemused.
"Oh, don't we all hate it here." Spike states matter-of-factly.
"Because it most be so hard for a you to be surrounded my girls? Unless your gay... you're not gay are you?" she looks studying him for a moment 'oh this is going to be fun.' "Hmm. stylish clothes, hair dye, nailpolish?" Buffy raises her eyebrow to that "You do give off a slight 'not completely straight' vibe."
"I'm not gay." He says completely perplexed by the idea that he might be.
"Uh-huh. Do you, or have you every found another male attractive? Or maybe have strange dreams where you are-"
He cuts her off near shout "I'M NOT GAY! Ask anyone I'm not!"
"Your lucky these halls are empty or that outburst would have been very embarrassing, I think I might believe you though." she laugh and start walking in the direction that I think she locker is.
"And where are you going?" He's shouting again as he follows her. 'Wow I really struck a nerve. What if he really is queer???'
"To my locker... or at least I think to my locker. What time does first period start? These halls are really empty..." Spike goes to a random locker and opens it.
"Just use this one, and I'm not gay."
She throws her stuff in it and turns around and starts walking toward her literature class. "Well you must have some insecurity on the subject otherwise it wouldn't bother you that much." He grabs her arm and pulls her into another hallway stopping at a door marked 'English-Literature'
"There is your English call and you are only... 5 minutes late."
"How did you know I had this class?"
"You were staring at your schedule while you were accusing me of liking men."
"What do you have now?"
"I'm not sure..." he looks at his own schedule "English-Literature."