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Buffy Summers walked down the hallway of Hemery High School. Her black leather mini skirt and blood red tube top left nothing to the imagination. But the protective and possesive arm that held her close, warned others not to get too close.

Looking up at her boyfriend, William "Spike" Cahlen, Buffy smiled. He was blonde, with the most amazing blue eyes she'd ever seen. And boy was he bad. The baddest.

She wasn't too good herself. Four years ago, when she moved to Los Angeles, she'd been the good girl. The one who brought her toothbrush to school, so she wouldn't miss a brushing. The one who didn't stay out past dark, afraid of what her mother might say, or the neighbours might think.

He had changed all that.

It had been four years since they first got together, when Buffy was only twelve, and the fire was still burning.

"First day back," Spike said, looking down at her. "Always a pain."

"We don't have to go if you don't wanna," she said, playing with his jacket. "We could do... Other things."

He smirked and leaned down to kiss her when the bell interrupted them. She stared up at him, pouting.

"Not today pet. As much fun as it sounds, you need to get your butt class. I don't want my girlfriend wasting her education."

Buffy sighed. "Do you enjoy punishing me?"

"You know it," he said, kissing her passionately. "Now get."

He tapped her lightly on the ass, and she looked back at him, blowing him a kiss before disappearing inside her classroom.

The lunch bell rang, and Buffy slowly walked out of her class.

How boring, she thought. Spike really knows how to kill a girl...

"Thinking about me?" he asked, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist.

Buffy turned around in his arms, smiling. She kissed him gently on his lips before resting her back on his hold. "Who else?"

"That'd be my next question."

"I'm hungry," Buffy sighed. "How about we go steal some money from some people?"

He looked down at the smile that beamed on her face and grinned. "Why not? I could do with a good beating right about now."

Buffy giggled and took his hand, walking out to the yard where some students ate (a/n- i don't know what it's called, but you know what i mean, right). She scanned the area for a victim, and spotted one.

A red haired girl sat at one of the tables, laughing while she ate a sandwhich. A brown haired boy sit across from her, two straws stuck up his nose.

"Disgusting," Buffy said, looking over at Spike. "Willow Rosenberg, Xander Harris."

"You know their names luv," he said. "I'm surprised."

She sighed. "I copy off the redhead. The other one just comes with her wherever she goes."

"You mean, a couple?" he asked, as the two headed over.

"No. I don't think so. I think they're just friends. But, you never know," Buffy said. "Hey Willow, Xander."

"B-Buffy," Willow stuttered. "H-Hi."

"W-What's U-Up?" Buffy asked, mocking her. "I'm hungry. I need some money."

Willow looked down at her food tray, then back up at Xander, who was standing.

"Are you insisting something?" he asked.

Spike walked in front of Buffy, pushing her back slightly. "Don't talk to my girl like that. I don't like it."

"I-I."

"Xander, sit down," Willow said, gathering up courage she didn't know she had. "I don't have any money Buffy, sorry."

"I think you're lying," Buffy said, walking over to her. "I don't like liars."

"Ms. Summers, Mr. Cahlen. Do I sense a problem over here?" Mr. Callie, the school principal asked, walking over to the four teenagers.

"Well, I was just asking my good friend Willow here if it was tomorrow that we have our Algebra test," Buffy said, looking up at him innocently. "What did you think I was going to do? Beat her up and steal her money? Mr. Callie, I am shocked. I am not that kind of girl."

"I'm sure you're not," he said. "But, maybe if you had gone to class today Ms. Summers, you would have known when your Algebra test was."

"I did go to class," Buffy said. "Check the attendance."

Mr. Callie sighed. "Just move on, go."

Buffy rolled her eyes and turned to Spike, gripping his hand she walked away.

"T-Thank you Mr. Callie," Willow stuttered.

"You stay clear of Buffy. She's bad news," he said, before heading back to his office.

"Really? That's new to me," Xander said sarcastically, poking at his food.

a/n- yeah, so i'm gonna do one chapter this universe, another the next, k?

so, do you like? tell me please, cause i'm dying to know.