Spike took Buffy's hand and led her onto the dance floor, Buffy wrapped both of her hand around his neck and his hands rested on her hips. The entire time they were dancing they never took their eyes off of each other. The rest of the world just faded away and all that was left was the two of them.
Buffy felt scared, she had never had these strong feelings so quickly for anyone. But right now being in his arms Buffy felt like he was the one, this was where she belonged. Spike was trying to figure out what it was, there was something about her, but he wasn't sure what. He felt like this was the perfect girl, and he didn't even know her name.
Spiked was about to open his mouth to ask her what her name was, but stopped when he heard someone scream. "Buffy! What are you doing!" He saw a bulky man with dark brown hair, (that looked kinda dorky) coming over to where they were dancing. Spike felt Buffy's grip tighten onto him and he realized she really didn't want to go with him.
Spike stepped between Buffy and the man, but he felt Buffy's hand rest on his shoulder. "It's ok I have to go with him." Spike turned around and saw the sadness in her eyes. She grabbed Spike's hand and held it for a few seconds; she quickly gave him a peck on the cheek hoping her fiancée didn't notice. Buffy finally let go of his hand and left walking away with the man. Spike looked down at his hand and noticed a piece of paper held in it.
He opened the piece of paper and read. Call me: and she had written down her phone number with a little heart next to it. Spike looked at it and smiled as he walked out of the Bronze to go home.
Buffy got inside the door closely followed by a raging mad Angel. Buffy rolled her eyes and sat down on the couch this was going to be fun. Angel paced in front of her and then turned to look at her. "What…. What were you doing!" Angel said clearly annoyed with her.
"Ummm…. having fun." Buffy said equally annoyed. Angel was treating her like a child and she hated it. Angel opened his mouth to speak but Buffy stood up and said "No, my turn to lecture, you sit down." And she pointed at the couch. Angel put a smirk on his face this will be amusing. "I am tired of you treating me like a child, you feel you should know where I am and when I am there. I can't take it anymore, if you haven't noticed I don't want to be betrothed to you, I can't stand you. I am not doing this for you, I am doing this for my mother." Buffy said and turned around and went up to her room, leaving a very shocked Angel sitting on the couch.
Joyce leaned against the wall in the hallway and sighed. She couldn't believe her daughter was so unhappy and she was doing it all for her. She felt like the worst mother in the world for not realizing it sooner. She got up and walked into the living room and saw Angel still sitting there. "Perhaps you should leave and come back later Angel, my daughter seems to be a little stressed out right now." Joyce said sadly. Angel just nodded his head in agreement and got up, grabbed his coat, and left.
Joyce sighed and went over to the couch and laid down before she drifted off to sleep….
