A/N: So I think I finally have an idea of where I want this story to go - the hard part is going to be getting it there without this story turning into a total suckfest. I personally don't really like this chapter, but I needed to get the ball rolling so I'm sorry in advance if this sucks. Also, before anyone starts sending me hatemail, I will be throwing in some disparaging remarks about women (in good humor) every now and then. BE WARNED! I have nothing against women, in fact I do love them - quite a bit - I've just found that most chicks (especially those I date) are insane so...

Faith POV

"What the fuck was that about?" she barks at me as soon as we're out of the pool hall.

"Um, what the fuck was what about?" I usually pretend I have no idea what she's talking about just to make her mad, but this time, I'm genuinely confused.

"Cut the crap, Faith," wow, she actually sounds kinda angry.

"Uh, no, seriously, I have no fucking idea what you're talking about. And why are you mad? Is it about the stick thing? Cuz that's really not something you'd usually be pissed about." It's really not, she does that shit to me all the time. Granted, she does it to make me miss my shot, but that don't work anyway.

"You're freckin' kidding me right? Don't tell me you didn't see that skank at the pool hall wink at you." Is that what this is about? Of course I noticed that, how could she think that I didn— wait, oh this could be fun.

"No, she didn't, did she? When?" I wonder why Buffy even cares, I know we flirt a lot, but I'd never actually go out with her. Don't get me wrong, she's hot and all, but that girl is way too high maintenance. I might fuck her once or twice, but dating is out of the question. No amount of hotness will compensate for those super bitch powers.

She looks at me and crosses her arms, "after we paid up, she was all 'bye Fai' and winked at you. I can't believe you didn't notice," she says it like I'm the most retarded person ever.

"Oh that, yeah I did notice, I just can't believe you did."

"Why wouldn't you believe I would notice?"

"B, you wouldn't notice a naked man on fire running down the street screaming 'donuts for all' unless he ran into you."

"I would so notice that," she retorts, sounding rather offended.

"Yeah, maybe if he were screaming about donuts loud enough."

"So? What have you got against donuts? I've seen you eat just as many Krispy—hey! I know what you're doing."

"Yeah? And what am I doing?"

"Changing the subject, I wanna know why that skank winked at you. And you said you did notice, so don't tell me you don't know."

"Why are you getting all huffy? Scratch that, why do you even care in the slightest?" Now this I really do want to know.

"Why do you think?" I don't know, that's why I'm asking. God, why the fuck does she have to be such chick?

"I don't know, maybe you think I might cheat on your mom. I already told you I wouldn't do that to her. I mean, yeah, Cordy's fuckin' hot and all, but Joyce can things with her—"

"STOP! Eww, you are soooo gross." Yes! Score one for me.

"So, seriously, why are you angry about some chick winking at me?" Silence. Crap, now she's giving me the silent treatment. Normally, I would thank God for the peace and quiet, but I really wanna know why she's pissed about that Cordy thing.

"C'mon, B, I'll tell you why she winked at me if you tell me why you're mad."

More silence.

"I'll stop talking about your mom if you tell me."

Damn, nothing, I can't believe that didn't get anything out of her. She didn't even look at me. I decide to get off the freeway at the next exit. I know exactly what will get her to talk to me. Two words. Krispy. Kreme.

Buffy POV

She thinks she can bribe me with donuts. Bitch. Okay, just because she can doesn't mean I'm going to tell her why I'm pissed about Cordelia. I'm not. But she doesn't need to know that. I can be sneaky and conniving too. Hell, I'm more a girl than Faith is, it should come more naturally to me.