Title: She Will Be Loved
Author: Lori
A/N: Hey...Thanks for the...Um...One review...: puts on a sad face: But hey! It still makes me happy...I haven't wrote in a while...So yeah...here goes nothing.
Chapter 3 – And the Games Begin
Buffy clutched her books closely to her chest as she walked down the hallway.
"So then he goes, 'Willow, College is what makes you a woman, not sex, but college,'" Willow said imitating her father to Buffy.
Buffy gave a faint smile at Willow. She then stopped in front of a class. "So, I go in here?" Buffy said confused.
Willow let out a laugh. "No silly, we go in here,"
Willow grabbed Buffy's arm softly and walked with her into the classroom. Willow and Buffy found there selves a seat in the back of the class.
"English Class plus Buffy equal big bad fat zero," Buffy said looking around the classroom.
Willow smiled. "Hey, what could get any worse?"
Buffy eyes suddenly went wide following a figure coming into the class. "That could,"
Willow then spotted a platinum blonde young man coming up the stairs to a chair. Willow raised an eyebrow. "I don't know, he seems like miracle to me,"
Buffy turned to face Willow in disgust.
"What?" Willow said giggling.
"He is not a miracle, he is a nightmare," Buffy said clutching her teeth. "He is nothing more than a dirty little bitc-"
Suddenly a head pop up with a wide grin. "What's that, love?"
Buffy pursed her lips and smirked. "I said you are nothing more than a dirty little bit-"
"Good morning class!" Someone yelled out interrupting Buffy.
Spike smirked at her. "Now, pet. Don't want to interrupt your lesson do we?" He licked his lips as he sat right behind her. "Now this is going to be fun,"
Buffy rolled her eyes and gave Willow a pleading look.
Willow sighed. "Trust me," Willow whispered to Buffy. "It's not as worst as when on your 5th birthday party, when Barney vomited on you,"
Buffy slumped into her chair and glared at the teacher speaking.
"Now class, I will now give you a project that is due in 2 months from now," The teacher began. "You will have to write on about your experience in this school, it can deal with anything. With someone you have met, something you have gotten fond of," The teacher walked over to his desk and leaned onto it. "Or maybe, just something or someone you hate,"
"Well that won't be hard to do," Buffy said knowing Spike would get a hint.
"Love," He whispered into her ear. "You'll think of me more than that sooner or later,"
Buffy just rolled her eyes.
"And it can be in any kind of form, poetry, song like, an essay," The teacher put his hands onto his hips. "Just as long as it is on what you experienced while you were in this school. Now," the teacher walked up to the board. "Onto the lesson,"
Buffy placed her hand onto her face.
"What's the matter love?" Spike moved next to Buffy. "Captain Cardboard didn't give you a shagging?"
"Why are you bothering me?" Buffy said annoyed.
The bell rang.
"Just trying to find my inspiration," Spike smiled and walked away.
Buffy narrowed her eyebrows. "His inspiration?" Buffy shook it off.
"Come on Buffy," Willow said.
Buffy just took a deep breath and grabbed her books as she left the class.
Author: Lori
A/N: Hey...Thanks for the...Um...One review...: puts on a sad face: But hey! It still makes me happy...I haven't wrote in a while...So yeah...here goes nothing.
Chapter 3 – And the Games Begin
Buffy clutched her books closely to her chest as she walked down the hallway.
"So then he goes, 'Willow, College is what makes you a woman, not sex, but college,'" Willow said imitating her father to Buffy.
Buffy gave a faint smile at Willow. She then stopped in front of a class. "So, I go in here?" Buffy said confused.
Willow let out a laugh. "No silly, we go in here,"
Willow grabbed Buffy's arm softly and walked with her into the classroom. Willow and Buffy found there selves a seat in the back of the class.
"English Class plus Buffy equal big bad fat zero," Buffy said looking around the classroom.
Willow smiled. "Hey, what could get any worse?"
Buffy eyes suddenly went wide following a figure coming into the class. "That could,"
Willow then spotted a platinum blonde young man coming up the stairs to a chair. Willow raised an eyebrow. "I don't know, he seems like miracle to me,"
Buffy turned to face Willow in disgust.
"What?" Willow said giggling.
"He is not a miracle, he is a nightmare," Buffy said clutching her teeth. "He is nothing more than a dirty little bitc-"
Suddenly a head pop up with a wide grin. "What's that, love?"
Buffy pursed her lips and smirked. "I said you are nothing more than a dirty little bit-"
"Good morning class!" Someone yelled out interrupting Buffy.
Spike smirked at her. "Now, pet. Don't want to interrupt your lesson do we?" He licked his lips as he sat right behind her. "Now this is going to be fun,"
Buffy rolled her eyes and gave Willow a pleading look.
Willow sighed. "Trust me," Willow whispered to Buffy. "It's not as worst as when on your 5th birthday party, when Barney vomited on you,"
Buffy slumped into her chair and glared at the teacher speaking.
"Now class, I will now give you a project that is due in 2 months from now," The teacher began. "You will have to write on about your experience in this school, it can deal with anything. With someone you have met, something you have gotten fond of," The teacher walked over to his desk and leaned onto it. "Or maybe, just something or someone you hate,"
"Well that won't be hard to do," Buffy said knowing Spike would get a hint.
"Love," He whispered into her ear. "You'll think of me more than that sooner or later,"
Buffy just rolled her eyes.
"And it can be in any kind of form, poetry, song like, an essay," The teacher put his hands onto his hips. "Just as long as it is on what you experienced while you were in this school. Now," the teacher walked up to the board. "Onto the lesson,"
Buffy placed her hand onto her face.
"What's the matter love?" Spike moved next to Buffy. "Captain Cardboard didn't give you a shagging?"
"Why are you bothering me?" Buffy said annoyed.
The bell rang.
"Just trying to find my inspiration," Spike smiled and walked away.
Buffy narrowed her eyebrows. "His inspiration?" Buffy shook it off.
"Come on Buffy," Willow said.
Buffy just took a deep breath and grabbed her books as she left the class.