a/n: ugh, my descriptions suck, and are probably a complete waste of time, but go with me here peeps, lol.
Angel walked out of the doors of Sunnydale High School. He spotted his friends standing together at the end of the stairs, and headed down towards them.

Spike was sitting on a stair, his back to Angel. But he could recognize him a mile away with his bleached hair, and dismatching dark clothes. His girlfriend, Druscilla sat a step down from him, in between his legs. She rested the back of her head on his lap, her raven black hair flowing down to the ground.

Willow, a redheaded girl, stood in front of them, smiling. Her fingers were intertwined with the girl's beside her, a dark haired girl with blonde highlights, Tara. The two had come out with their relationship last year, and had been inseperable since.

A girl named Fred who was standing beside them pushed her glasses up onto her nose, giggling. Her brown hair was down and curly, and she looked over, blushing at the boy that stood beside her. The boy, Wesley, smiled down at her, and then back up at the group. His brown hair was cut short, and he dressed more maturely then the others.

A dark haired boy, Xander, stood beside them, his arms draped around his blonde girlfriend, Anya. He was the joker of the group, always cracking jokes and making sarcastic comments, that weren't always funny, but brightened up the mood. His girlfriend was definitely one of a kind. She was loud, and not shy to bring up any subject and always talked openly about her sex life.

Doyle was sitting beside Spike and Druscilla, staying quiet. He wasn't really the most talkative person, but that didn't mean he didn't have anything good to say.

Faith, a dark haired girl, dressed in black leather, stood with attitude as she snatched a cigarette from Spike, and stuck it in her mouth. She leaned down to him as he lit in, then back up at the school and smiled at Angel.

The group definitely defied all stereotypes. They didn't all look alike, or act alike and most of the time didn't even get along well. But they were still friends. It had always been that way. They'd always been there for each other, supported each other and although they had fights, they were never for long.

"Hey, guess who finally decides to show," Faith said, getting the attenion of the group.

Angel walked down the stairs and stopped beside Faith. "Sorry. I had to explain to the teacher why I didn't have my assignment in."

"And why's that?" Spike asked.

"Unlike you Spike, it's not cause I didn't want to do it. It's cause I had to take care of Katie. She was sick."

"Is she ok?" Tara asked.

"She just has the flu. But I didn't want to put my school work over that and risk it," he said.

"What are we still doing here? Who can say Bronze?" Xander said.

"I don't know," Angel said. "I should get home."

"Oh come on Angel," Faith said, wrapping her arms around his torso. "Forget about your responsibilities for once. Live a little, won't you?"

"Maybe later," he said, removing her arms.

Faith just nodded, and turned to the group. "You heard boss man."

"Well, we'll just have to do without you then," Spike said, standing.

"But we'll miss you," Druscilla said, giggling as Spike protectively wrapped his arms around her.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Doyle asked, standing. "I don't mind missing out on Spike pretending to be Billy Idol."

Angel smiled. "Thanks Doyle. But, you go ahead. Have fun."

"Dru's right," Anya perked up. "We'll miss your broodyness."

"Ahn," Xander said. "Remember what we talked about?"

"You were all thinking it," Anya pouted.

"I'll call you later," Willow said, touching Angel's shoulder as she passed by him.

He nodded, and watched as his friends walked away laughing, before turning and heading back to his apartment.