A/n: this is my first Cowboy bebop fic so be nice! hope you enjoy

disclamer: don't own nothin

Ch.1 Monday Madness

Faye glared at the unoffending clock on the wall. She hated detention and wanted to leave as soon as possible so she starred at the clock silently willing it to move faster. By rights she shouldn't even be here; it was all his fault. Damn Spike, he was the bane of her existence. That teacher wouldn't have caught her little Black Jack game if it wasn't for him. She glanced sideways to see the guy seated next to her starring at her. He grinned suggestively at her. She glanced at the detention teacher to make sure she wasn't looking before giving the guy the finger. She turned back to her half finished homework and sighed. There was no way she was going to finish it. In fact she wasn't even sure why she started it.

When the teacher finally let them go Faye hurried to her car, eager to get away from school. Her little red beat up car was sitting exactly where she had parked it after lunch. She threw her stuff on the passenger seat and turned the key. Her car spluttered and died. Faye let out a stream of curses that would do a sailor proud; this was exactly why she hated Mondays—nothing ever went her way.

"Need help?" a voice asked.

Faye looked up to see a grinning face topped by telltale green hair.

"Go away, Spike!" Faye snapped irritably.

"I was only wondering if you needed some help. No need to go all hostile on me." Spike said still grinning.

"I don't need any help from you Spike Spiegel!" Faye said trying to start her car only to have it once again splutter and die.

Spike shrugged and stuck his hands in his pockets, "fine, I was going to offer you a ride home but if you don't need one..." He began to walk off whistling a tune to himself.

Faye tried to start her car once more and failed. Seeing no other alternative she called after Spike, "hey, wait Spike!"

He stopped and turned around.

"Alright I need a ride home." Faye said grabbing her bag and getting out of the car.

She followed Spike to his car. He opened the passenger door for her in a parody of chivalry. Faye only glared at him as she got in. He walked around the front and slid into the driver's side. He started the car effortlessly. Faye noticed this and muttered a few choice words under her breath.

"So do you need directions to my house?' she asked.

"Nope, I stalk you in my spare time." He said.

Faye glanced at him tying to find out he was joking or not, "is that suppose to be funny?"

"Wasn't it?" he asked smirking.

"Don't you have something better to do with your spare time? Like watch those Bruce Lee movies you love?" she asked

Spike only shrugged and turned on the radio, blaring a rock band as loud as he could.

"Damnit Spike! Turn that stuff down!" Faye shouted.

"What?" he asked looking at her.

"I said TURN IT DOWN!"

He turned the volume down. "What was that Faye?" he asked innocently.

Faye spluttered in indignation "just keep that down, Spike." She snapped.

"What's the matter, Faye? Confess your undying love for me and I couldn't hear it?" he smirked.

"Don't flatter your self! I would date Jet before I dated you!" Faye growled.

"What does Jet have that I don't?" Spike asked in mock hurt.

"Well for one thing he doesn't let his heart get broken by some slutty cheerleader every other week." Faye yelled harshly.

Spike went quiet. Faye realized she had gone too far and cast around for something to say.

"I'm sorry Spike, that was uncalled for." She apologized.

He just shrugged. "It's true enough," he said in a deadpan voice.

Faye mentally berated herself. She should have known better than to mention that. Spike's girlfriend Julia had cheated on him with his best friend Vicious not once but twice now and every time Spike would take her back. As much as Faye hated Spike even he didn't deserve that.

"I'm still sorry. It's just that I think you deserve someone who won't treat you like dirt." Faye said softly.

Spike pulled into her drive way and turned to look at her. "Are you suggesting something Faye?" he asked with a hint of his old arrogance.

"No! Not a chance!" she replied, childishly sticking her tongue out at him.

Spike grinned, "And here I thought everybody loved me."

"Not me! I still haven't forgotten that you're the reason I was in detention today." She grumbled getting out of the car.

"It's not my fault that you can't see teachers coming up the hallway." He replied.

Faye slammed the car door shut and stalked up to her porch with out so much as a "thank you."

"Your welcome!" Spike called out the window of his car.

Faye only made a rude gesture in reply. She let herself in to the house and headed for her room. She couldn't understand how Spike managed to get on her nerves so easily, no matter what he was always there to ruin her life. Well okay maybe that was exaggerating bit but he still was annoying. She didn't understand what everybody saw in him, sure he was cute in a punkish sort of way and he did have those pretty brown eyes... wait this was Spike she was think about. In no way shape or form was Spike cute! She stalked off to the bathroom to take a shower hoping to get her mind off of the problem that was Spike Spiegel.

The next day at school Faye had put the problem out of her mind that was until Julia caught up to her in the math hall after first hour.

"I heard Spike drove you home yesterday. Is it true?" Julia asked.

"So what if it is?" Faye asked. She was suddenly angry; Julia cheats on Spike and then has the nerve to turn around and act all jealous because he gave some other girl a ride home.

"Spike is mine! Got it?" Julia said angrily.

"Really? and here I thought you gave up claim to him when you slept with his best friend. My mistake." Faye retorted.

Julia slapped her. "Bitch!" She screamed.

Faye had had enough. She pulled her arm back and executed a perfect right cross that landed square on Julia's eye. "Don't you call me a bitch, you slut! Spike's a damn good guy and he doesn't deserver you treating him like shit!" Faye yelled.

Julia snarled and threw a wild punch at Faye who easily dodged. "What makes you think Spike could ever like a piece of trash like you?"

"Because he liked a piece of trash like you," Faye yelled. She turned around and strode off to her next class ignoring the looks her fellow students were giving her and the insults Julia was hurling at her back. What had just happened? Did she just say she wanted Spike to like her? Did she like him? Yesterday she would have said no, but now she wasn't so sure.

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