Title: Scared Hearts
Summary: A/U Buffy is a bad girl, getting into trouble and hanging around with the "wrong crowd". Her mom sends her to a private school where she meets her two new best friends, Willow and Xander. Along with new friends, come new enemies. But, when she seems to take a liking to one of her enemies, how will that turn out? Will she choose friendship, or love?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. Well, cept the lame ass people I make up! Ha, anyways, yeah everyone from BtVS totally belongs to Joss Whedon.
~*~
Buffy walked back to the table in the Bronze, that Willow and Xander occupied. She placed a coke, sprite and root beer down on the table before taking a seat herself.
"So, guys, why aren't you dancing?" Buffy asked.
"Have you ever seen Xander on the dance floor?" Willow asked.
"Oh come on, he cant be that bad."
"Yes, he can."
"Show me how bad you are then," Buffy said. "But, if you are horrible, I think I could give you a few lessons."
Xander smiled and winked at Buffy before taking her hand and guiding her to the dance floor. Willow watched them go, before looking around herself. She found that the place was pretty crowded, more then usual. She figured it was because the college kids were home for the weekend. One specific group of people caught her eye, one that was coming her way.
"Willow," Cordelia said, sitting down at the table, "where's your body guard?"
"I'm not afraid of you Cordelia," Willow said, "so go pick on someone else."
"Oh, but its so fun with you," Anya said.
"Just like it was fun watching your reaction when you saw the little prank we pulled on your house," Angel added.
"Keep talking, I'm not listening," Willow said, turning her head.
"Buffy was there," Angel said. "She watched and didn't do anything to stop us. Spike brought her. They're doing it, you know? Yeah, they've been at it for a while now."
"That's a lie!" Willow yelled.
"Is it? Why don't you ask her yourself? Do you honestly think she'd tell you the truth? Spike, tell her, tell her how you had Blondie screaming your name."
Spike hesitated a minute, his mind wandering. He knew, that if he stood up for Buffy and said that it wasn't true, they would all suspect something, and Buffy didn't want that. So, he went with what his mind told him to do, what was rational. He lied.
"Uh, yeah, quite a screamer," Spike said, keeping it short, but believable.
"See, proof that Buffy doesn't like you. She's just . . ." Angel stopped when Buffy and Xander stood behind Willow, both wearing pissed off faces. "Speaking of the devil."
"Leave her alone," Buffy warned.
"Or what?"
"Or I'll show you what a screamer really is. And I wont be the one screaming."
"Lets just go, this was getting boring anyways," Cordelia said, standing.
Buffy watched as they all left, before sitting down next to her friend. She had heard enough of what they were saying to understand what was going on in Willow's mind.
"It isn't true, is it?" Willow asked.
"What? No, I didn't sleep with Spike. I wouldn't betray you guys like that, you should know that."
"I do. Its just, well, they're good at lying."
"And that's all it was, lying. C'mon, I think its time we left."
"But we just got here," Xander said.
"Buffy's right," Willow said, standing.
"Fine, two against one."
~*~
The stairs creaked as Buffy walked down from her bedroom. She had heard voices and figuring that her mother wasn't home, she had come to see who it was. To her surprise, Joyce was home, and not alone.
"Buffy, I hope you don't mind, but I've made some short notice plans. We're going over to the Hamptons' for dinner, in about five minutes. Ethan here was kind enough to drive us. We were working at the Gallery, but he offered us dinner and the rest of the night off, how could I refuse?"
"Two letters, N-O," Buffy said.
"Don't mind Buffy, come in, please. I just have to run up and change and I'll be down in a minute. Buffy, why don't you show Ethan to the living room?" Joyce asked, starting on the stairs.
"But, shouldn't I change? I mean, gosh darn my clothes aren't all proper," Buffy said, sarcastically.
"I think your clothes look fine," Ethan said, his eyes wandering her body.
Buffy shivered at his words and glanced up at her mother who had already vanished. 'Okay, bad enough having 'William' liking you, now you got his dad's attention,' Buffy thought.
"Shall we?" He asked, walking into the living room.
Summary: A/U Buffy is a bad girl, getting into trouble and hanging around with the "wrong crowd". Her mom sends her to a private school where she meets her two new best friends, Willow and Xander. Along with new friends, come new enemies. But, when she seems to take a liking to one of her enemies, how will that turn out? Will she choose friendship, or love?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. Well, cept the lame ass people I make up! Ha, anyways, yeah everyone from BtVS totally belongs to Joss Whedon.
~*~
Buffy walked back to the table in the Bronze, that Willow and Xander occupied. She placed a coke, sprite and root beer down on the table before taking a seat herself.
"So, guys, why aren't you dancing?" Buffy asked.
"Have you ever seen Xander on the dance floor?" Willow asked.
"Oh come on, he cant be that bad."
"Yes, he can."
"Show me how bad you are then," Buffy said. "But, if you are horrible, I think I could give you a few lessons."
Xander smiled and winked at Buffy before taking her hand and guiding her to the dance floor. Willow watched them go, before looking around herself. She found that the place was pretty crowded, more then usual. She figured it was because the college kids were home for the weekend. One specific group of people caught her eye, one that was coming her way.
"Willow," Cordelia said, sitting down at the table, "where's your body guard?"
"I'm not afraid of you Cordelia," Willow said, "so go pick on someone else."
"Oh, but its so fun with you," Anya said.
"Just like it was fun watching your reaction when you saw the little prank we pulled on your house," Angel added.
"Keep talking, I'm not listening," Willow said, turning her head.
"Buffy was there," Angel said. "She watched and didn't do anything to stop us. Spike brought her. They're doing it, you know? Yeah, they've been at it for a while now."
"That's a lie!" Willow yelled.
"Is it? Why don't you ask her yourself? Do you honestly think she'd tell you the truth? Spike, tell her, tell her how you had Blondie screaming your name."
Spike hesitated a minute, his mind wandering. He knew, that if he stood up for Buffy and said that it wasn't true, they would all suspect something, and Buffy didn't want that. So, he went with what his mind told him to do, what was rational. He lied.
"Uh, yeah, quite a screamer," Spike said, keeping it short, but believable.
"See, proof that Buffy doesn't like you. She's just . . ." Angel stopped when Buffy and Xander stood behind Willow, both wearing pissed off faces. "Speaking of the devil."
"Leave her alone," Buffy warned.
"Or what?"
"Or I'll show you what a screamer really is. And I wont be the one screaming."
"Lets just go, this was getting boring anyways," Cordelia said, standing.
Buffy watched as they all left, before sitting down next to her friend. She had heard enough of what they were saying to understand what was going on in Willow's mind.
"It isn't true, is it?" Willow asked.
"What? No, I didn't sleep with Spike. I wouldn't betray you guys like that, you should know that."
"I do. Its just, well, they're good at lying."
"And that's all it was, lying. C'mon, I think its time we left."
"But we just got here," Xander said.
"Buffy's right," Willow said, standing.
"Fine, two against one."
~*~
The stairs creaked as Buffy walked down from her bedroom. She had heard voices and figuring that her mother wasn't home, she had come to see who it was. To her surprise, Joyce was home, and not alone.
"Buffy, I hope you don't mind, but I've made some short notice plans. We're going over to the Hamptons' for dinner, in about five minutes. Ethan here was kind enough to drive us. We were working at the Gallery, but he offered us dinner and the rest of the night off, how could I refuse?"
"Two letters, N-O," Buffy said.
"Don't mind Buffy, come in, please. I just have to run up and change and I'll be down in a minute. Buffy, why don't you show Ethan to the living room?" Joyce asked, starting on the stairs.
"But, shouldn't I change? I mean, gosh darn my clothes aren't all proper," Buffy said, sarcastically.
"I think your clothes look fine," Ethan said, his eyes wandering her body.
Buffy shivered at his words and glanced up at her mother who had already vanished. 'Okay, bad enough having 'William' liking you, now you got his dad's attention,' Buffy thought.
"Shall we?" He asked, walking into the living room.