Hey guys!! Quick AN: I hope you all are enjoying the story! I will try to post as often as I can! Please review me...or otherwise I'll think no one is reading! Which will make me vewwwyy saddd =(

PS: I'm so sorry. This is my first fic that I have posted on FFnet and I don't know how to format correctly!! So if things come out looking messy, plz bare with it or plz tell me how to!

Thank You to all of you that reviewed! To whoever told me to look at my tenses, THANK YOU!! I was too lazy to correct previous chapters, but starting from this one, I am doing all present tense.

So basically here's what happened so far: Okay so there are online buddies assigned at school to all Seniors. Each senior's online buddy is another senior from the same school. The students are to talk to these online buddies if they need help in school, however their identity cannot be revealed until an assembly at the end of the year. Buffy and Angel are paired together, however Angel is not interested in the online-buddy program. Therefore, Spike offers to talk for him, knowing that the school monitors how long you talk with your buddy( and he wants to help out his friend). Spike and Buffy talk online and seem to be enjoying each other's online company. Spike has his own online buddy as well, besides Buffy, but it's a guy so he doesn't care as much =). Buffy and Spike start to develop a close friendship, as she tells Spike about how she was raped in sophomore year, leaving her scarred (not just metaphorically speaking ), and how she is reserved now and scared to allow her feelings for someone develop. So yep..that's where we left off...

Chapter 5 When the months pass by

Angel and Spike are at school passing a football around.

Angel: So...How's it going with that slayer chick?

Spike: You are one lucky man to have gotten this bird as your buddy. She is bloody perfect.

Angel: Dude, don't make me gag, listening to your sentimental crap. Besides, you can't fall for her, 'cuz she's my online buddy.

Spike: (not wanting to start a fight with his friend, but inside his heart screaming 'HEY! TOO LATE FOR YOU MATE!') Right, whatever you say, peaches.

Angel laughs but chucks the football at Spike

As many months fly by, Buffy talks endlessly to Willow about her 'StakeMe114' as does Spike to Angel about her. Buffy constantly contemplates whether to allow this person into her heart. She is petrified of making the mistake of opening up and then getting hurt in the end. However, this guy she talks to seems like such a nice guy...Parker seemed like such a nice guy...but how well did you know Parker ...compared to this mystery guy? She still cannot come up with a decision as to whether or not she should share her feelings with StakeMe114 before revealing identities, so that he would know that her feelings for him are not based on appearance.

The next week in the middle of history...

Buffy is doodling in her notebook again as Mr. Giles is teaching the lesson on the economy in Zimbabwe. The majority of the class's eyes are on the teacher, but their minds aren't. For Buffy, it is neither.

She opens her notebook to the next page and starts to list things. It reads:

My Perfect Guy:

PROS:

-Sweet

-Sensitive

-Caring

-Funny

-Not a sissy boy

-Likes snowboarding

-Seems like good boy- friend material

-has a little cockiness in him (but not tooo much)

-he's the lead guitarist in a band

-calls me 'luv' and 'pet' (I love those pet names that he calls me!!

CONS:

-he might just be playing around with me to finish the assignment

-he might be really ugly

-he might think I'm really ugly

-he might be one of those guys that are failing high school and won't graduate

-he might use me once and throw me away

-he

"Buffy!"

"B-U-F-F-Y!"

She looks up at a stern Mr. Giles expectantly peering down at her.

Giles: The answer, Buffy, what is the answer to my question?

Buffy: Umm...

The bell rings loud and non-melodiously.

Buffy quickly grabs her notebook and strides out the classroom before Mr. Giles could give her another one of his lectures about paying attention.

Out of the blue, a hand comes out from behind her and snatches the notebook from her hands.

Faith: Hey goldilocks, smooth moves in class today (she says staring down at the notebook)

Buffy(trying to grab the notebook back, but Faith keeps it so that it was just out of reach): I was just really- * attempts to grab* REALLY * attempts to grab again * BORED, okay?

Faith: Mmhhhmmm.....(she let out as she examines the list of things about Buffy's 'Perfect Guy')

Faith: So umm B, is this just a random list, or is it about someone you have in mind?

Buffy: Oh its about no one in specific. (Buffy says it all too quickly, not wanting anyone but Willow to know about her feelings for her online-buddy)

Faith(noticing the expressions on Buffy's face flash by one by one, from shock to confusion to sadness to dreaminess, just plainly says: Right...B you suck at lying. (She hands Buffy her notebook back and with that she strolls away leaving an astonished Buffy behind.

The end of lunch bell rings and it was time for Buffy to go to Drama. It isn't that she didn't like drama, she just isn't the dramatic type...at least not anymore. This is just one of those art courses she needs to take to graduate high school. However, drama class is filled with the seniors who are taking on a light load of classes for their last year as well. She walks in with Willow and Oz, as they casually take a seat, leaning up against the stage. Riley, Cordelia, Faith, Spike, and Angel walk in shortly after. Cordelia and Spike walk up to Buffy and her friends.

Cordelia: Hey guys!

She lifts up two T-shirts. One which is maroon and has, written in yellow 'SUNNYDALE HIGH' CLASS OF 1999 She flips it to show the back which says SENIORS KICK ( A/N: I'm not sure about what year they actually graduated) And she lifts up the second shirt, which is white, but has the same thing printed on it in maroon writing.

Cordelia: Pick which one you want for your class T-shirt.

Meanwhile, Spike settles down next to Oz as they go on about the new song they wrote for their band.

Buffy: Mmm...I think I'll go for the maroon one. The white is just kind of * blech *

Willow: Oo! I second that, but not to be all 'Following the Leader' like. Because I am so for originality and I don't want it to look like I'm trying to co-

Cordelia: Ok! Wills! We get it! You're originality gal! You've got originality coming out of your ears!

Buffy and Willow give a perplexed look as Cordelia frowns at herself.

Cordelia: hehe..umm just ignore that last part!

Suddenly, Oz spoke up.

Oz: Did you know we are performing Romeo and Juliet in the Annual Spring Show? I forgot that every year the drama class performs it.

Buffy: aww...do we haavveee to be in it?

Cordy: Well, I guess unless we wanna fail? Failing drama? Gosh, that'll be a disgrace! I think I'll have a small part though. I really don't have enough time to memorize all of Juliet's lines, although I kinda wanted to be her.

Buffy: Well no one's stoppin' ya if you ever change your mind.

Miss Calendar interrupts.

Miss Calendar: Well actually, Buffy your might be stopping her because you are our second runner up to Juliet! Sarah Thornton got the part and Barbara is the runner up. Congratulations! Miss Chase, you are our third runner up incase Buffy and everyone above her drop out, which I feel is unlikely. (She turns her head to face Spike) Spike, congratulations! Since there aren't any guys in this class who want to play Romeo and it was your name was the one I picked out of the hat, guess what you've won?

Spike(asking hopefully): A trip to the Bahamas?

Buffy giggles and Spike half smiles at her.

Miss Calendar gives him the 'You know what I mean' look.

Spike: Come on Miss Calendar, do you really expect a bloke like me to be runnin' around in a pair of tight leggings looking like a total nancy-boy?

Miss Calendar: Now, here's where I surprise you. We will be doing a modern version of the play. So you won't actually have to wear tights.

Spike: Then a fellow has no objection. So who's the lucky bird?

Buffy(says quietly): Sarah Thornton.

Spike: Cool, thanks. By the way, what are you playing, luv?

Buffy(she shudders when he called her 'luv'. Now he catches her attention.): Umm I'm second runner up for Juliet.(she says with a grin on her face). The bell rings minutes later denoting the end of school. Buffy, still talking to Spike walks out of drama class. The more he talks to her, the more she realizes that he speaks like her online buddy types. Spike goes on yapping about some gig they have at the Bronze, oblivious to a Buffy who is turning a lighter shade of pale every second.

**My online buddy is Spike. I don't know that. I think my online buddy is Spike? But my online buddy is my 'perfect guy' and I love him...I love Spike?**

Buffy keeps walking but fails to notice where she's going when someone accidentally collides into her, knocking off her glasses. She falls to the ground.

Spike: Woa, Buffy, luv, you okay?( he says picking up her glasses, looking at her and then tossing them into his pocket before helping her up)

Buffy(Does he know that I'm his online buddy? Gosh, he's so caring): umm yea I'm good(She said with her cheeks flushed a shade of red) I just wasn't really watching where I was going.

It is then when Buffy looks up into Spike's bright blue eyes seeing a serious and concerned side of him gazing down at her.

Spike: Alrightey then, I'll catch you later, Summers.(He pats her on the shoulder and walks towards the parking lot)

Buffy is left in the hall gazing after the man she might possibly love. She shakes off the effect that he left on her when he helped her up.**I Don't even know whether it is really him or not!!** It is then that she remembers that he has her glasses. She sighs and decides to drop a little visit to his house.

TBC