The twist does not come in this chapter. I'm not sure which chapter it will come in. But, expect one.
Buffy and Spike stopped in front of her first class that day. He took both of her hands in his and she smiled up at him.
"So, I'll see you at lunch then?" she said.
"I was thinking of going with Dru for lunch today," Spike said, teasing her.
"Do you want me to kick your ass? Hello, super girl," she said.
"You can do anything you want with my ass luv."
"Disgusting pig," Buffy said, hitting him playfully, but with her strength... "Oh, oops. Sorry. Forgot again."
He smiled. "Nothing big. May make a slight bruise. But, I am a man."
"Oh yes, and men are the strongest species on Earth. Nothing can defeat them."
"Cept for short blondes," he said, leaning down and kissing her. "You should get into class."
Buffy nodded and watched as he walked away before disappearing into her classroom. She took her usual seat in the back corner, beside the window.
She rolled her eyes at the girls in front of her, before turning her attention to out the window. She laughed when she saw Faith coming towards her window. 'Faith, you are so bad,' she thought.
Faith stuck her head inside the room, after making sure the window was in deed open. "B, you look bored."
"Class hasn't even started Faith," Buffy said. "What are you doing outside?"
"Tanning."
Buffy laughed. "Get to class. Learn something."
"Oh but you know how me and learning mix... We don't. And I like it that way," Faith said. "So, what do you say you live a little and come out here with me?"
"So you can kick my ass? I'll pass."
"So you admit I'm the better Slayer?"
Buffy was about to say something angry in defense, but stopped herself. "I'm not coming outside Faith. I just so happen to enjoy this class."
"Oh yeah? What did you do in it yesterday?"
"We... Um... We did some addition," she said, guessing.
"Addition in eleventh grade math? Something tells me you're a little behind there B. Have you been riding on the short bus?"
"Faith," Buffy scolded.
"Well if it isn't Gothika," a blonde girl named Harmony said from in front of Buffy. "Shouldn't you be poking your head in... In..."
"Did all the dye finally reach your brain Harm?" Faith said. "Or did you even have one to begin with?"
"Why don't you come in here and say that to my face?" Harmony said, trying to sound tough. But when Faith went to climb inside, Harmony let out a loud screech.
Laughing, Faith returned to her spot outside the window. "So B, you comin?"
"No, no and no. I don't wanna end up getting into a fight with you. Like we always do. Cause we'll end up slaying something, and you'll bring up Ethan, and then we'll get into a death match and then..." she was cut off by the bell. "Get to class Faith."
"No, no and no," Faith said before turning and walking away.
'Mixed signals galore. First she loves me, then she hates me, then she loves me, now she hates me,' Buffy thought, shaking her head.
"Your sister is so weird," Harmony said, turning in her seat. "What is up with her? You are so not like that."
"I am... In a way. Faith is just more out there..."
"A bit too far out if you know what I mean," Harmony said. "If you ever want to get away from you know... The weirdness. You can totally come and hang out with us."
"Thanks, I'll um... Keep that in mind," Buffy said, looking down at her paper. 'But hopefully you won't.'
The lunch bell rang, and Buffy closed her binder, shoving it in her bag. She got up, and was headed for the door, when her teacher called her name.
Turning, Buffy stopped and walked over to him. "Yes Mr. Allen?"
"I want to talk to you about your test mark Buffy," he said.
"Oh? Was it that bad?"
"I'm afraid so. You got 38%," he said.
"Out of a hundred?"
He just nodded. "I'm going to give you the number of a very good tutor. Maybe you could give him a call?"
"Um... Can't I just get another chance?"
"This is the third test you've failed since you got here," he said. "And barely any of your assignments have been passed in."
Buffy looked down at the paper, and took if from him when he offered it. "Thanks... I'll look into it. I promise."
"I'm glad. You seem like a bright student. I wouldn't want to fail you Buffy."
"Thank you," she said again, before leaving in a hurry. 'Great, a stupid stinking tutor.'
Spike was waiting for her outside of her classroom, and walked beside her as they started for her locker.
"What did he want to talk to you about luv?"
"I'm failing. Badly," she said, looking up at Spike. "He wants me to get a tutor."
"I could tutor you," Spike offered.
"Do you know anything about science?" Buffy asked. "No offense intended."
"Considerin' I failed it," he said. "I'm probably not the best candidate."
"Well, I hope whoever this is, is," she said, looking down at the number. "Oh... Shit."
"What? What is it?" Spike asked.
"The number... Um... It's Riley's."
Spike's facial expression changed from happy, to hateful in a matter of seconds. He stopped, and grabbed the number from her hands.
"No," he said.
Buffy smiled. "You're jealous."
"Damn right I am," he said. "You 'ad a relationship with him."
"You can be there the whole time," Buffy said. "But with or without you, how ever muchly I don't want to do this, I must. Because I can't fail Spike."
"The whole time?" Spike asked.
"The whole time," Buffy said, kissing him. "Now, time to get some food into my belly. It's rumbling."
"Spike, you in here?" Buffy asked, knocking lightly on his bedroom door before walking in. He was lying on his bed, asleep, in only his boxers. Buffy's eyes wandered over his half naked body. And it took all of her strength to stop her from jumping on him. "Spike. Wake up. Please, wake up."
She walked over to his bed, poking his arm. His eyes opened, and he smiled up at her.
"Why 'ello luv."
"I was going for a swim in the pool. And, thought you might like to join me. So, hows about it?" Buffy asked.
"What do you think my answer is?" he asked.
"Why yes Buffy, of course, it would be my honor," she said. "You know, or something along those lines. Something poetic."
Spike grinned evily, and pulled her down onto him. "I don't do poetic."
She giggled. "Trying to deny your destiny? I did that once... Didn't work out for me cause my destiny is mine till I die whether I like it or not... Oh, but wait. I've already done that and it still is mine."
"Don't joke about that," he said, serious.
"I'm the one who died. Have a sense of humor," she said, ticking him. "Laugh a little Mr. Serious."
"I don't find your death funny," he said, trying to keep a straight face from her fingers constantly tickling him. "But, I 'ave no problem with your torture, as you don't seem to 'ave a problem with mine," he said, rolling over on top of her. "Now who's the one laughing pet?"
Buffy smiled up at him. "Still me," she said, laughing. "And you can't change that."
"Would I want to?" he asked, leaning down and kissing her passionately.
Buffy wrapped her legs around his waste, and her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
"Hey, no wait," she said, pushing him away. "Although this kiss is great," she looked down to his boxers. "And you really, really like it. I want to swim. And I think you could use a cold shower."
Spike could feel his cheeks redden.
"Oh don't be embarrassed, it's flattering," Buffy said, sitting up. "You go get a shower, and I'll go get in the pool. And who knows, there could be another tongue battle."
Buffy walked out of his room, closing the door behind her, and resting her back on it. 'Wow, did I just say that? How not like me,' she thought. 'Guess good girl Buffy has a bad side like her twin after all.'