Title: The Bet
Summary: Buffy is the punk/gothic girl at Sunnydale high. She is known as part of the "freak group". Spike is the popular guy that every guy wants to be and every girl wants to be with, except for Buffy. He makes a bet with his friends that he could make her fall for him but what happens when he falls for her and she finds out that all she was a bet??
Disclaimer: They all belong to Joss. Cept Dean, Dean is all mine.
.:A/N:. I'm sorry Inspired that you think I'm copying your friend's work. I'm not. So, just deal with it.
~*~
*Bell*
The last bell of the day rang at Sunnydale High and Buffy along with her friend Willow walked out the front doors. They started their usual walk to Buffy's house, except now, it was happening more often. With Willow's brother, Dean at her house Willow seemed to be living there.
"Summers!"
The two girls stopped and turned around to see Spike and his buddies, Parker, Xander, Angel and Riley walking towards them. Willow looked to Buffy then back at the guys who know had reached them.
"Its Buffy, Spike, Buffy." Buffy said.
"Sorry pet." Spike said.
"And what might you and your little gang want?" Buffy asked.
"I just wanted to know when we were going to work on our project."
Buffy sighed. "When can you?"
"Now's good." Spike said.
"Well, I'm kind of busy now." Buffy said, looking to Willow.
"Me and Willow could work on ours with you." Xander said.
"Will?" Buffy asked.
"I . . . I guess, I mean."
"Fine. One hour today, that's it. Then, you two are out." Buffy said.
"Alright luv, one hour. See you guys later." Spike said as everyone but Xander walked away.
The four started the walk to the Summers house, Willow and Buffy walked in front of the two guys. Buffy felt Spike's on her and in a way, she didn't mind. 'Bad Buffy.' She thought. 'Don't think that. No. Spike is bad. Spike checking you out is ni . . .bad!' They came to her house and walked up to the door. They stopped while Buffy fumbled with the keys.
"Member what we did here last night pet?" Spike said from behind her.
"Yes I do Spike, although I'm trying hard to forget."
"Ouch." Xander said as they followed the two girls in.
"Dean?!" Willow called from the bottom of the stairs. "Dean, we're home! Don't answer if you're okay!"
They all stopped and waited, but only silence. Buffy walked into the living room along with the rest. Willow sat in one of the chairs while Xander and Spike took the sofa. It had been a while since Spike was in this house, and he missed it. He missed how Joyce always had warm cookies and fresh milk waiting for the two when they came inside from many hours of playing. He missed playing. Playing with Buffy. He missed Buffy. He hadn't realized just how much until he'd started spending time with her, like last night. 'No, think about the bloody bet. Its all about the bet.' Spike thought.
"Alright, the computer is up in my room. Only two people can work on it at once, seeing as how its only one computer and there are two groups. Who wants to go first?" Buffy asked.
"Ah, you and Spike can." Xander said.
"Fine." Buffy sighed. "Come along Spikey boy."
Buffy and Spike walked up the stairs and turned into her room. Willow's sleeping bag was spread out on the floor and the computer sat over on the desk. She walked over, took a seat and motioned for Spike to grab a nearby chair. He took it and sat beside her.
"Now, we have to design a web page, that's not hard." Buffy said.
"You smell good pet." Spike whispered into her ear.
"Knock it off or you'll be sorry." Buffy said, turning to glare at him but finding out his face was closer then she thought.
A breath apart, Buffy stared into Spike's bluer then blue eyes. She could smell his aroma of cigarettes and cologne, it wasn't too nice, but it was Spike. Finally, their lips touched and Buffy placed her hand on Spike's face. What was she doing? She can't just kiss Spike. Can she? She was shocked when it was he that pulled back, only for a second.
"I'll be sorry?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Shut up." Buffy said, kissing him again.
'What the bloody hell is she doing? She's kissing me, not me kissing her. Did I miss something?' Spike thought. He was confused, she was supposed to despise him, not want him. She wants him. She finally wants him.
"Ahem."
The two pulled apart to see Xander and Willow standing in the doorway of her bedroom. Buffy jumped up from where she was seated and stared at Willow.
"Sorry to interrupt." Willow said. "But we got bored. Looks like you two were quite entertained."
"Willow!" Buffy said. "It wasn't like that."
"Right . . . It was more like you two were working on your project and not making major with the smoochies."
"Okay so it was like that." Buffy said. "But . . ."
"Don't need to hear it nor do I want to." Willow said.
"I do." Xander said and Willow hit him. "What?"
"Anyway, maybe we could use the computer?" Willow asked. "Seeing as how we'd actually USE it."
"Yeah, I guess." Buffy shrugged. "I'm hungry. Anybody want something?"
"No thanks." Willow said, sitting in the chair Buffy left. "Xander, sit."
Xander did as he was told, kicking Spike out of the chair. Spike stood up and watched the two. Xander obeyed Willow's every word.
"She's got you whipped already Whelp." Spike said. "Guess I'll help Buffy with the food."
~*~
Buffy was standing by the fridge; door opened searching it for something edible. Inviting Dean into her house was a big mistake. She was realizing that now. Her parents had left some money to get some groceries incase she ran out. She figured her and Willow would drop by tomorrow after school and pick a few up.
"Need some help?"
Buffy looked up from the fridge to see Spike. He was leaning against the doorway, looking her over. Why was he always looking her over?
"I think I can manage the eating of food on my own. I'm a big girl." Buffy said.
"Well, could I get something then? I haven't eaten all day and I have practice tomorrow." Spike said. "I need my food to be nice and strong."
"That supposed to impress me?" Buffy asked.
"A little."
"Whatever. Um, sure, have a, well, what do you want? We don't have much. I need to go out and get some more food tomorrow. Looks like Dean's a big eater of other people's food."
"Whatever you're having is fine." Spike said.
"Are you sure cheese is healthy for a young football player quite like yourself?" Buffy asked, pulling out a block of cheese. "Guess the Deanster doesn't like cheese. Good for me."
Spike watched as she cut a few slices of cheese and put them into a dish. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Buffy was practically putty in his hands; he would win the bet for sure. He started to kiss her neck gently, making his way up to her lips. But, after only a few kisses, she walked free of his grip and ignored the fact that he even stood there. He was shocked at what she had done, he thought for sure he had her.
"Buffy, can I ask you something?" Spike started. Buffy didn't answer him, so he continued. "Well, I had a great time the other night luv, so I was wondering if maybe you'd like to do it again?"
"How do I put this nicely? No."
"You can't say you didn't like the kiss. Why else would you kiss me back?"
"I don't want to talk about this Spike." Buffy said, walking into the living room.
"Why not? Because you felt something? Because you liked it and you want me. Admit it, you want to be kissing me right now."
"Oh yeah? Answer this then, if I want to be kissing you so bad, why aren't I?"
"That's bloody easy. You're scared, afraid of what you feel."
"I'm not afraid of anything Spike, certainly not of what I feel for you. I know what I feel, and its pure hatred, disgust."
Spike just laughed at her comments, but deep down, somewhere, it hurt him. He stood up, looked at her and began to walk away.
"Where are you going?" Buffy asked.
"Why do you care?" Spike asked, coldly.
"Who said I did? We have a project is all."
"Lucky you pet, it's not due for another week."
Buffy heard the front door slam shut. 'Well, what a wonderful time we had. Cant wait until the next.' She thought to herself.
~*~
"I don't understand why I can't be like her." Cordelia Chase said to her friends.
"Why the hell would you want to be anything like Buffy Summers? Can you say freakazoid?" Harmony Kendall asked.
"Well, I don't want to be her exactly. I mean come on, what's with the black? Black so does not look good on me. She just, she has Spike's attention. I want Spike's attention to be on me. It's not fair, I tried everything to get that boy's attention and he just doesn't see me. And when Buffy just sits there looking oddly freaky, he's all over her. I don't get it. I just don't get it."
"They did have that whole past. Maybe that has something to do with it?"
"I don't know!" Cordelia said, throwing her arms up in frustration. "And know they have that stupid computer project together. How am I ever supposed to make him notice me?"
"You could . . ." Harmony said, leaning over to whisper in Cordelia's ear.
"That is so bad . . . I like it."
~*~
Ms. Calendar sat at her desk during the break for lunch. Buffy walked into the class and over to her. She looked up and put down the pen she had been writing with.
"Hello Buffy. Can I help you?" Ms. Calendar asked.
"Yeah, well, hopefully. I was wondering if I could get a new partner for the project?"
"Oh? And what's wrong with William? The other day you said it was fine."
"I know, but, well, its just . . . We're kind of in a fight and I don't really want to be spending half my time around him." Buffy said.
"And the cause of this fight?"
"I . . . I don't want to talk about it. Can you change it?" Buffy asked, practically begging.
"I'm afraid not Buffy. Sorry, but there's no one left. Everyone else has a partner and I'm afraid doing it alone isn't an option. If you don't want to see him, you could always do it together over the Internet." Ms. Calendar explained.
"Oh. But, he doesn't have it."
"I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. You either do it together or I'm afraid it's an automatic fail."
"I understand." Buffy said before turning around and quickly leaving.
~*~
"So she said no way?" Willow asked Buffy.
The two were walking down the hallway to their lockers that were side by side. It had been Willow's idea to ask Ms. Calendar to switch, but I guess Ms. Calendar didn't care about her past with "William".
"Yep." Buffy said. "Just told me straight. I mean, it might not be so bad, right? I mean its not like I love him." Willow gave her that "right" look. "I don't love Spike!"
"Who said you did pet?"
The girls spun around to see both Spike and Xander close behind them in their uniforms. 'Oh god, had they heard the whole conversation?'
"Um, er, uh, Willow did it." Buffy said.
"So you don't?" Spike asked.
"God no. I don't think its possible for anyone, even Cordelia to love someone like you."
"Buffy, maybe we should go. We have to get groceries and stuff. To eat. Yes. Come on." Willow said, pulling her friend off down the hall.
"So you're in love with Buffy then?" Xander asked, as he shook off what had just happened.
"In love? With Buffy?" Spike laughed. "Are you bloody crazy? Its all a bet, member? The one you're in on. Just to let you know, my plan is going great. She's like . . . Like putty in my hands."
"Whatever you say Captain Peroxide." Xander said and the two headed to the field for football practice.
~ Ha, well another chapter. Review. Even if you think its crap ~
Summary: Buffy is the punk/gothic girl at Sunnydale high. She is known as part of the "freak group". Spike is the popular guy that every guy wants to be and every girl wants to be with, except for Buffy. He makes a bet with his friends that he could make her fall for him but what happens when he falls for her and she finds out that all she was a bet??
Disclaimer: They all belong to Joss. Cept Dean, Dean is all mine.
.:A/N:. I'm sorry Inspired that you think I'm copying your friend's work. I'm not. So, just deal with it.
~*~
*Bell*
The last bell of the day rang at Sunnydale High and Buffy along with her friend Willow walked out the front doors. They started their usual walk to Buffy's house, except now, it was happening more often. With Willow's brother, Dean at her house Willow seemed to be living there.
"Summers!"
The two girls stopped and turned around to see Spike and his buddies, Parker, Xander, Angel and Riley walking towards them. Willow looked to Buffy then back at the guys who know had reached them.
"Its Buffy, Spike, Buffy." Buffy said.
"Sorry pet." Spike said.
"And what might you and your little gang want?" Buffy asked.
"I just wanted to know when we were going to work on our project."
Buffy sighed. "When can you?"
"Now's good." Spike said.
"Well, I'm kind of busy now." Buffy said, looking to Willow.
"Me and Willow could work on ours with you." Xander said.
"Will?" Buffy asked.
"I . . . I guess, I mean."
"Fine. One hour today, that's it. Then, you two are out." Buffy said.
"Alright luv, one hour. See you guys later." Spike said as everyone but Xander walked away.
The four started the walk to the Summers house, Willow and Buffy walked in front of the two guys. Buffy felt Spike's on her and in a way, she didn't mind. 'Bad Buffy.' She thought. 'Don't think that. No. Spike is bad. Spike checking you out is ni . . .bad!' They came to her house and walked up to the door. They stopped while Buffy fumbled with the keys.
"Member what we did here last night pet?" Spike said from behind her.
"Yes I do Spike, although I'm trying hard to forget."
"Ouch." Xander said as they followed the two girls in.
"Dean?!" Willow called from the bottom of the stairs. "Dean, we're home! Don't answer if you're okay!"
They all stopped and waited, but only silence. Buffy walked into the living room along with the rest. Willow sat in one of the chairs while Xander and Spike took the sofa. It had been a while since Spike was in this house, and he missed it. He missed how Joyce always had warm cookies and fresh milk waiting for the two when they came inside from many hours of playing. He missed playing. Playing with Buffy. He missed Buffy. He hadn't realized just how much until he'd started spending time with her, like last night. 'No, think about the bloody bet. Its all about the bet.' Spike thought.
"Alright, the computer is up in my room. Only two people can work on it at once, seeing as how its only one computer and there are two groups. Who wants to go first?" Buffy asked.
"Ah, you and Spike can." Xander said.
"Fine." Buffy sighed. "Come along Spikey boy."
Buffy and Spike walked up the stairs and turned into her room. Willow's sleeping bag was spread out on the floor and the computer sat over on the desk. She walked over, took a seat and motioned for Spike to grab a nearby chair. He took it and sat beside her.
"Now, we have to design a web page, that's not hard." Buffy said.
"You smell good pet." Spike whispered into her ear.
"Knock it off or you'll be sorry." Buffy said, turning to glare at him but finding out his face was closer then she thought.
A breath apart, Buffy stared into Spike's bluer then blue eyes. She could smell his aroma of cigarettes and cologne, it wasn't too nice, but it was Spike. Finally, their lips touched and Buffy placed her hand on Spike's face. What was she doing? She can't just kiss Spike. Can she? She was shocked when it was he that pulled back, only for a second.
"I'll be sorry?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Shut up." Buffy said, kissing him again.
'What the bloody hell is she doing? She's kissing me, not me kissing her. Did I miss something?' Spike thought. He was confused, she was supposed to despise him, not want him. She wants him. She finally wants him.
"Ahem."
The two pulled apart to see Xander and Willow standing in the doorway of her bedroom. Buffy jumped up from where she was seated and stared at Willow.
"Sorry to interrupt." Willow said. "But we got bored. Looks like you two were quite entertained."
"Willow!" Buffy said. "It wasn't like that."
"Right . . . It was more like you two were working on your project and not making major with the smoochies."
"Okay so it was like that." Buffy said. "But . . ."
"Don't need to hear it nor do I want to." Willow said.
"I do." Xander said and Willow hit him. "What?"
"Anyway, maybe we could use the computer?" Willow asked. "Seeing as how we'd actually USE it."
"Yeah, I guess." Buffy shrugged. "I'm hungry. Anybody want something?"
"No thanks." Willow said, sitting in the chair Buffy left. "Xander, sit."
Xander did as he was told, kicking Spike out of the chair. Spike stood up and watched the two. Xander obeyed Willow's every word.
"She's got you whipped already Whelp." Spike said. "Guess I'll help Buffy with the food."
~*~
Buffy was standing by the fridge; door opened searching it for something edible. Inviting Dean into her house was a big mistake. She was realizing that now. Her parents had left some money to get some groceries incase she ran out. She figured her and Willow would drop by tomorrow after school and pick a few up.
"Need some help?"
Buffy looked up from the fridge to see Spike. He was leaning against the doorway, looking her over. Why was he always looking her over?
"I think I can manage the eating of food on my own. I'm a big girl." Buffy said.
"Well, could I get something then? I haven't eaten all day and I have practice tomorrow." Spike said. "I need my food to be nice and strong."
"That supposed to impress me?" Buffy asked.
"A little."
"Whatever. Um, sure, have a, well, what do you want? We don't have much. I need to go out and get some more food tomorrow. Looks like Dean's a big eater of other people's food."
"Whatever you're having is fine." Spike said.
"Are you sure cheese is healthy for a young football player quite like yourself?" Buffy asked, pulling out a block of cheese. "Guess the Deanster doesn't like cheese. Good for me."
Spike watched as she cut a few slices of cheese and put them into a dish. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Buffy was practically putty in his hands; he would win the bet for sure. He started to kiss her neck gently, making his way up to her lips. But, after only a few kisses, she walked free of his grip and ignored the fact that he even stood there. He was shocked at what she had done, he thought for sure he had her.
"Buffy, can I ask you something?" Spike started. Buffy didn't answer him, so he continued. "Well, I had a great time the other night luv, so I was wondering if maybe you'd like to do it again?"
"How do I put this nicely? No."
"You can't say you didn't like the kiss. Why else would you kiss me back?"
"I don't want to talk about this Spike." Buffy said, walking into the living room.
"Why not? Because you felt something? Because you liked it and you want me. Admit it, you want to be kissing me right now."
"Oh yeah? Answer this then, if I want to be kissing you so bad, why aren't I?"
"That's bloody easy. You're scared, afraid of what you feel."
"I'm not afraid of anything Spike, certainly not of what I feel for you. I know what I feel, and its pure hatred, disgust."
Spike just laughed at her comments, but deep down, somewhere, it hurt him. He stood up, looked at her and began to walk away.
"Where are you going?" Buffy asked.
"Why do you care?" Spike asked, coldly.
"Who said I did? We have a project is all."
"Lucky you pet, it's not due for another week."
Buffy heard the front door slam shut. 'Well, what a wonderful time we had. Cant wait until the next.' She thought to herself.
~*~
"I don't understand why I can't be like her." Cordelia Chase said to her friends.
"Why the hell would you want to be anything like Buffy Summers? Can you say freakazoid?" Harmony Kendall asked.
"Well, I don't want to be her exactly. I mean come on, what's with the black? Black so does not look good on me. She just, she has Spike's attention. I want Spike's attention to be on me. It's not fair, I tried everything to get that boy's attention and he just doesn't see me. And when Buffy just sits there looking oddly freaky, he's all over her. I don't get it. I just don't get it."
"They did have that whole past. Maybe that has something to do with it?"
"I don't know!" Cordelia said, throwing her arms up in frustration. "And know they have that stupid computer project together. How am I ever supposed to make him notice me?"
"You could . . ." Harmony said, leaning over to whisper in Cordelia's ear.
"That is so bad . . . I like it."
~*~
Ms. Calendar sat at her desk during the break for lunch. Buffy walked into the class and over to her. She looked up and put down the pen she had been writing with.
"Hello Buffy. Can I help you?" Ms. Calendar asked.
"Yeah, well, hopefully. I was wondering if I could get a new partner for the project?"
"Oh? And what's wrong with William? The other day you said it was fine."
"I know, but, well, its just . . . We're kind of in a fight and I don't really want to be spending half my time around him." Buffy said.
"And the cause of this fight?"
"I . . . I don't want to talk about it. Can you change it?" Buffy asked, practically begging.
"I'm afraid not Buffy. Sorry, but there's no one left. Everyone else has a partner and I'm afraid doing it alone isn't an option. If you don't want to see him, you could always do it together over the Internet." Ms. Calendar explained.
"Oh. But, he doesn't have it."
"I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. You either do it together or I'm afraid it's an automatic fail."
"I understand." Buffy said before turning around and quickly leaving.
~*~
"So she said no way?" Willow asked Buffy.
The two were walking down the hallway to their lockers that were side by side. It had been Willow's idea to ask Ms. Calendar to switch, but I guess Ms. Calendar didn't care about her past with "William".
"Yep." Buffy said. "Just told me straight. I mean, it might not be so bad, right? I mean its not like I love him." Willow gave her that "right" look. "I don't love Spike!"
"Who said you did pet?"
The girls spun around to see both Spike and Xander close behind them in their uniforms. 'Oh god, had they heard the whole conversation?'
"Um, er, uh, Willow did it." Buffy said.
"So you don't?" Spike asked.
"God no. I don't think its possible for anyone, even Cordelia to love someone like you."
"Buffy, maybe we should go. We have to get groceries and stuff. To eat. Yes. Come on." Willow said, pulling her friend off down the hall.
"So you're in love with Buffy then?" Xander asked, as he shook off what had just happened.
"In love? With Buffy?" Spike laughed. "Are you bloody crazy? Its all a bet, member? The one you're in on. Just to let you know, my plan is going great. She's like . . . Like putty in my hands."
"Whatever you say Captain Peroxide." Xander said and the two headed to the field for football practice.
~ Ha, well another chapter. Review. Even if you think its crap ~