William's Change
Jessica Charlotte
A/N: Thanxs for the reviews! I'm glad that you guys like this story. Sorry for not
updating..school was stressful with finals and whatnot. The next chapter that will be up
for one of my stories will be 'Daydreamer'. Hope you guys like this chapter, and
remember to review!
Chapter Three:
Buffy and Faith both cocked their heads to the side, checking out Spike's hotness.
They looked at each other, nodding in unison, before bursting out in laughter. The guys
stared at them quizzically, not understanding the joke.
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Meanwhile, at Spike's table.
Xander motioned his fork over to the table where Buffy was sitting while leaning
in conspiratorially towards Spike. "So, you finally gonna work up the nerve to ask her
out, Captain Peroxide?"
Spike glared at him half-heartedly, "I told you not to call me that you bloody
wanker! And regarding the Buffy issue, the jury's still out on that one."
Willow sat down cheerfully, "Hi, guys! What's up?" She noticed Spike's
direction of focus before sighing. "I still don't see why you don't just ask her out yet,"
she said, almost like a mother giving her son relationship advice. "It doesn't necessarily
have to be a date, you know. Like my mother said a-"
"All good relationships start off with good foundations," Xander and Spike
finished for her.
"I know, I know, I'm being a bloody poof. I just really like her and don't wa-"
"Want to screw up because you really, really like her?" Anya finished for him in
monotone, sitting down next to Xander, her boyfriend. "To put it plainly, Buffy's hot.
The longer amount of time that you waste whining about the proper way of professing
your love to her, the more guys she'll meet, maybe one of them will be a long-term guy."
Xander grinned and slung an arm around Anya's shoulder, "Isn't she just the most
insightful person you ever did meet?"
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Buffy was casually leaning on the school building, one leg bent so that her foot
was resting flat against the wall. She was flicking the flame of her heavy sterling silver
lighter on and off. She didn't smoke, couldn't stand the idea of it, but she liked the
dragon that was etched into the side. Plus she had to keep up her image of being a
pyromaniac, seeing as how everyone thought that she burnt down the gym of her last
school.
Spike walked over to her, "Hey, luv. Waiting for someone are we?"
Buffy smiled, "Who, me? Nah, I'm just hanging around." There was a
comfortable silence as she scrutinized him before asking, "So really, William, what is
with the change? Not that it doesn't suit you, because you do look pretty damn hot."
"There are a few reasons I guess," he began after a moment's pondering.
"Partially for a girl, to get her to notice me, but I kind of wanted a change. Gets bloody
boring being the same for five years."
She nodded, "I get what you mean. It can be hard for everyone to stereotype you
as a specific group. Hell, that's part of the reason I dress like I do. And I have fun
looking like this, plus it's always entertaining to see what new rumors are floating around
about me." She sent him a sardonic grin, "Give it a couple days and you'll have your
rumors of your very own."
"Give me an example of something that isn't true," he dared her.
"Well, hmm," she started, "What's the best not true rumor I have had floating
around? There are a few. Like me always being a badass, no. In fact, although I'm
shamed to admit it, I used to be head cheerleader, bitchier than Cordelia. I actually did
burn down my gym, but tried to put out the fire. Oh! I also don't do everything and
anything with every guy I meet." She glanced around, checking to see if anyone was
within earshot. She motioned Spike closer with a crook of her finger, until he could feel
her warm breath on his neck. "In fact, I haven't done anything with anyone." She pulled
away from him and smirked as he understood her implications. "If you tell anyone that,
I'll have to hurt you."
Just then, the bell rang and Buffy pushed off the wall and started walking to her
next class, leaving Spike behind as he watched her walk away from him.
A/N: what did ya think?
Jessica Charlotte
A/N: Thanxs for the reviews! I'm glad that you guys like this story. Sorry for not
updating..school was stressful with finals and whatnot. The next chapter that will be up
for one of my stories will be 'Daydreamer'. Hope you guys like this chapter, and
remember to review!
Chapter Three:
Buffy and Faith both cocked their heads to the side, checking out Spike's hotness.
They looked at each other, nodding in unison, before bursting out in laughter. The guys
stared at them quizzically, not understanding the joke.
@@!@!@!@@
Meanwhile, at Spike's table.
Xander motioned his fork over to the table where Buffy was sitting while leaning
in conspiratorially towards Spike. "So, you finally gonna work up the nerve to ask her
out, Captain Peroxide?"
Spike glared at him half-heartedly, "I told you not to call me that you bloody
wanker! And regarding the Buffy issue, the jury's still out on that one."
Willow sat down cheerfully, "Hi, guys! What's up?" She noticed Spike's
direction of focus before sighing. "I still don't see why you don't just ask her out yet,"
she said, almost like a mother giving her son relationship advice. "It doesn't necessarily
have to be a date, you know. Like my mother said a-"
"All good relationships start off with good foundations," Xander and Spike
finished for her.
"I know, I know, I'm being a bloody poof. I just really like her and don't wa-"
"Want to screw up because you really, really like her?" Anya finished for him in
monotone, sitting down next to Xander, her boyfriend. "To put it plainly, Buffy's hot.
The longer amount of time that you waste whining about the proper way of professing
your love to her, the more guys she'll meet, maybe one of them will be a long-term guy."
Xander grinned and slung an arm around Anya's shoulder, "Isn't she just the most
insightful person you ever did meet?"
@@@@@@
Buffy was casually leaning on the school building, one leg bent so that her foot
was resting flat against the wall. She was flicking the flame of her heavy sterling silver
lighter on and off. She didn't smoke, couldn't stand the idea of it, but she liked the
dragon that was etched into the side. Plus she had to keep up her image of being a
pyromaniac, seeing as how everyone thought that she burnt down the gym of her last
school.
Spike walked over to her, "Hey, luv. Waiting for someone are we?"
Buffy smiled, "Who, me? Nah, I'm just hanging around." There was a
comfortable silence as she scrutinized him before asking, "So really, William, what is
with the change? Not that it doesn't suit you, because you do look pretty damn hot."
"There are a few reasons I guess," he began after a moment's pondering.
"Partially for a girl, to get her to notice me, but I kind of wanted a change. Gets bloody
boring being the same for five years."
She nodded, "I get what you mean. It can be hard for everyone to stereotype you
as a specific group. Hell, that's part of the reason I dress like I do. And I have fun
looking like this, plus it's always entertaining to see what new rumors are floating around
about me." She sent him a sardonic grin, "Give it a couple days and you'll have your
rumors of your very own."
"Give me an example of something that isn't true," he dared her.
"Well, hmm," she started, "What's the best not true rumor I have had floating
around? There are a few. Like me always being a badass, no. In fact, although I'm
shamed to admit it, I used to be head cheerleader, bitchier than Cordelia. I actually did
burn down my gym, but tried to put out the fire. Oh! I also don't do everything and
anything with every guy I meet." She glanced around, checking to see if anyone was
within earshot. She motioned Spike closer with a crook of her finger, until he could feel
her warm breath on his neck. "In fact, I haven't done anything with anyone." She pulled
away from him and smirked as he understood her implications. "If you tell anyone that,
I'll have to hurt you."
Just then, the bell rang and Buffy pushed off the wall and started walking to her
next class, leaving Spike behind as he watched her walk away from him.
A/N: what did ya think?