As Buffy and Spike entered the cafeteria, Xander and Willow looked
up. They were both holding hands and smiling. Xander and Willow grabbed
hands and smiled then looked at them. They understood their smiles. Willow
especially understood why Buffy was glowing. Spike had a grin on his face
that no one could describe. Every one was staring at the new happy couple
as they went and sat with their friends. Willow and Buffy exchanged phone
numbers and all of them copied each other's schedules so if anyone is
needed anyone they can find each other. Buffy and Willow had history
together next and the guys had separate classes in the same area. Buffy and
Willow talked about how Spike and her hooked up on the way to history, and
Spike and Xander discussed what them hooking up meant and how it might
affect the group. "Xander she's the most amazing woman I've met. We'll
always be friends all four of us no matter what." "I totally understand
your excitement and happiness but listen to your head too, not just your
heart. The Homecoming Dance is coming up. What are you going to do?" "Ask
her to go with me." Spike said obviously annoyed that it was a question in
Xander's mind. "You hate dances." Xander pointed out. "She might like them.
Hell she was homecoming queen last year in her old school; she might have a
chance here. She might want me to ask her and be queen again." "Spike, what
if she becomes queen and a different guy becomes king, could you tolerate
her dancing in another guys arms? Slow dancing?" "No I couldn't. I have to
be king." Spike said with determination. "That might not be what she wants
remember, she had the king last year and ended up with a broken heart."
Xander reminded him. "True mate, but Drusilla was queen and so was Buffy."
"Drusilla was a btch and maybe Buffy is too." Xander said. "Don't say
that Buffy isn't like Drusilla." Spike said angrily. "True, sorry, Spike
but maybe Buffy doesn't want to be queen." "Maybe. Buffy and I need to
talk." "That's the understatement of the 21st century." Xander muttered
under his breath as class began.
Meanwhile, Willow and Buffy were talking about the upcoming dance. "I'd love to go with Spike, but I want him to ask me." "What if you become the queen and he isn't the king or visa versa?" "Willow, I couldn't stand some bimbo in his arms or having my arms around some guy that isn't him. I don't want to be queen. I want to be just a face in the crowd." Buffy said wholeheartedly. "Well I can understand that but what if Spike thinks you want to go out with a Homecoming king so that you can be queen?" "I already was queen and I dated a king it didn't work out. I don't want to repeat that again. I guess I'll have to talk to Spike about it." "Yea. Did he tell you about Drusilla?" Willow asked curiously. "Yea. Why?" "Maybe he thinks that since both of you were queens who wanted a king one that you'd want it again." "Uh oh. He can't think that. Him and I really need to talk about this." Willow only nodded. "So how are you and Xander?" "We are good... well actually... We're great! We get to spend time together but lately it's been harder to. He's hanging with Spike a lot." She ended with a little less enthusiasm. "Willow don't worry maybe they just need guy time. I'm sure that you and Xander will be able to hang out this weekend." "This weekend is Homecoming." "Really?" "Yea." "Oh but it's only the first week of school!" "I know the point of Homecoming is to welcome us to our second home...school." "Ugh. I wouldn't call that a reason to celebrate." Buffy said as she made a face. Willow looked at her and started to laugh. Then class began and the dance discussion was over. Buffy was bored out of her mind and began to write in her notebook a poem. She didn't know she was writing one the words formed in her mind and she wrote them. The bell range and Buffy snapped out of her dream-like state of mind. Willow looked at Buffy's notebook and read the poem. "Buffy that's really good." She exclaimed. Buffy was confused for a moment then looked at what she had written. "Yea I guess it is." She said a little uneasy, She hadn't meant for anyone to read it. "You should submit that into our school's poetry magazine." Willow suggested. "Oh no I couldn't do that. It's a personal poem." "Don't put your name on it." "Have it be anonymous?" Buffy asked confused. "Yea or use a pen name." "Maybe. Meanwhile, don't mention this to anyone yet ok?" "Sure Buff." Willow replied. "Thanks." Then Spike spotted Buffy and Willow coming towards them. Buffy had five books in her hands from all her classes. Spike came over and took three of the books for her because it looked like she was going to drop one. "Thanks Spike." "No problem luv. I'll always be here for you." Spike promised sincerely. "I know." She replied with no emotion in her voice. Xander and Spike exchanged a look but said nothing. Willow looked at Spike as if to say 'I don't know'. "You alright luv?" Spike asked. "I am fine just...just tired." She said stifling a yawn and shifting the books in her hand. "Do you have a locker Buff?" Xander asked to break the silence. Buffy only shook her head. She had no energy left. Spike took all the books form her hands and Xander caught Buffy before she was knocked off balance. Spike went to his old locker; it was the closest unused locker and put all her books in it. He went over to Buffy and hugged her, taking her out of Xander's arms. She looked at him and mouthed thanks. Then she fell fast asleep on his shoulder. "Why don't you two go to your next class? I am going to take her to the nurse and then register her locker." Spike told the couple who were standing there in awe and confused. They did what he said but not before giving each other a kiss then walking hand in hand to their next class which was together. Actually all four friends were supposed to have this class, but since Buffy wasn't well Spike wasn't going to leave her side. Spike brought Buffy to the nurse and they laid her down on a bed. She woke up the second Spike let her go and grabbed his arm. He turned at her touch and looked at her. "Are you ok luv?" He asked voice full of concern and worry. She nodded and pulled his hand towards her gently. His body followed and he sat on the edge of the bed. "I am just tired Spike. I was too nervous about school to sleep tonight. I am sorry I made you worry." "It's ok luv just as long as you are alright." "Yea I am ok. You?" She asked him. "I am fine but you shouldn't worry about me." "What about the others are they ok?" "They are worried about you, but other than that they are fine." He answered her. "Ok, I need to go back to class. We only have two left I can manage till then." She said confidently "I don't know if that's a good idea, pet." Spike replied concerned. "Please, I'll be fine. You'll be there with me." "Not for both classes." "But Xander will be there. He'll look out for me." "Oh ok. Let's go." Finally agreeing to her wishes Spike and Buffy headed to class to meet up with Xander and Willow. On the way there, Spike looked at Buffy and said, "We need to talk." "Ok." Buffy answered confused by his tone. Was it good or bad? She wondered.
Meanwhile, Willow and Buffy were talking about the upcoming dance. "I'd love to go with Spike, but I want him to ask me." "What if you become the queen and he isn't the king or visa versa?" "Willow, I couldn't stand some bimbo in his arms or having my arms around some guy that isn't him. I don't want to be queen. I want to be just a face in the crowd." Buffy said wholeheartedly. "Well I can understand that but what if Spike thinks you want to go out with a Homecoming king so that you can be queen?" "I already was queen and I dated a king it didn't work out. I don't want to repeat that again. I guess I'll have to talk to Spike about it." "Yea. Did he tell you about Drusilla?" Willow asked curiously. "Yea. Why?" "Maybe he thinks that since both of you were queens who wanted a king one that you'd want it again." "Uh oh. He can't think that. Him and I really need to talk about this." Willow only nodded. "So how are you and Xander?" "We are good... well actually... We're great! We get to spend time together but lately it's been harder to. He's hanging with Spike a lot." She ended with a little less enthusiasm. "Willow don't worry maybe they just need guy time. I'm sure that you and Xander will be able to hang out this weekend." "This weekend is Homecoming." "Really?" "Yea." "Oh but it's only the first week of school!" "I know the point of Homecoming is to welcome us to our second home...school." "Ugh. I wouldn't call that a reason to celebrate." Buffy said as she made a face. Willow looked at her and started to laugh. Then class began and the dance discussion was over. Buffy was bored out of her mind and began to write in her notebook a poem. She didn't know she was writing one the words formed in her mind and she wrote them. The bell range and Buffy snapped out of her dream-like state of mind. Willow looked at Buffy's notebook and read the poem. "Buffy that's really good." She exclaimed. Buffy was confused for a moment then looked at what she had written. "Yea I guess it is." She said a little uneasy, She hadn't meant for anyone to read it. "You should submit that into our school's poetry magazine." Willow suggested. "Oh no I couldn't do that. It's a personal poem." "Don't put your name on it." "Have it be anonymous?" Buffy asked confused. "Yea or use a pen name." "Maybe. Meanwhile, don't mention this to anyone yet ok?" "Sure Buff." Willow replied. "Thanks." Then Spike spotted Buffy and Willow coming towards them. Buffy had five books in her hands from all her classes. Spike came over and took three of the books for her because it looked like she was going to drop one. "Thanks Spike." "No problem luv. I'll always be here for you." Spike promised sincerely. "I know." She replied with no emotion in her voice. Xander and Spike exchanged a look but said nothing. Willow looked at Spike as if to say 'I don't know'. "You alright luv?" Spike asked. "I am fine just...just tired." She said stifling a yawn and shifting the books in her hand. "Do you have a locker Buff?" Xander asked to break the silence. Buffy only shook her head. She had no energy left. Spike took all the books form her hands and Xander caught Buffy before she was knocked off balance. Spike went to his old locker; it was the closest unused locker and put all her books in it. He went over to Buffy and hugged her, taking her out of Xander's arms. She looked at him and mouthed thanks. Then she fell fast asleep on his shoulder. "Why don't you two go to your next class? I am going to take her to the nurse and then register her locker." Spike told the couple who were standing there in awe and confused. They did what he said but not before giving each other a kiss then walking hand in hand to their next class which was together. Actually all four friends were supposed to have this class, but since Buffy wasn't well Spike wasn't going to leave her side. Spike brought Buffy to the nurse and they laid her down on a bed. She woke up the second Spike let her go and grabbed his arm. He turned at her touch and looked at her. "Are you ok luv?" He asked voice full of concern and worry. She nodded and pulled his hand towards her gently. His body followed and he sat on the edge of the bed. "I am just tired Spike. I was too nervous about school to sleep tonight. I am sorry I made you worry." "It's ok luv just as long as you are alright." "Yea I am ok. You?" She asked him. "I am fine but you shouldn't worry about me." "What about the others are they ok?" "They are worried about you, but other than that they are fine." He answered her. "Ok, I need to go back to class. We only have two left I can manage till then." She said confidently "I don't know if that's a good idea, pet." Spike replied concerned. "Please, I'll be fine. You'll be there with me." "Not for both classes." "But Xander will be there. He'll look out for me." "Oh ok. Let's go." Finally agreeing to her wishes Spike and Buffy headed to class to meet up with Xander and Willow. On the way there, Spike looked at Buffy and said, "We need to talk." "Ok." Buffy answered confused by his tone. Was it good or bad? She wondered.