I dont really like this chapter its ok. It is only to make the story progress so sorry if it bores youI swear it gets more interesting later.

"Fever in the morning fever all through the night" spike sang quietly to himself. He had been like that for weeks now and it was really beginning to get on Fayes last nerve. She wanted to know what had happen that night with the trampy bar singer. She remembered the hussy well. She was pretty sure but not all that. Faye plopped down on the couch and watched him bounce around getting things done. He never got things done. "So… have you heard from that girl from the pub."

"No"

"Yet you keep on singing that ridiculous song"

"It's a good song" spike defended. He opened the fridge and noticed it was nothing but … bare. He sighed a lil and then continued on his way. "What is up with him" jet commented on spikes perkiness.

"He met some trash in a bar the other night. She was singing there they left together I don't know what happen…but…..you….spike trusts you. He'll tell you. …oh jet please find out what happen.

"No not a chance im not getting involved in your craziness." Jet said waving his hands in air.

"Please please please" Faye said on her knees leaning over the back of the couch.

"No nope no"

"Fine you suck" Faye grunted as she turned and sat back in the seat. Faye had tried so hard to win the affections of spike but this random woman came around stole his heart in a night. She loved him so but it was apparent there would forever be another woman in his heart. It killed her to think of losing him. He bounced back in. "so your just going to sit there all day getting wider huh" spike joked at Faye. She mocked him behind his back. "Im going down to the market. We need food" spike said. Faye hated this mystery girl. She had made his act silly for months now.

Maybe she thought… she should tell him how she felt

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Spike strolled down the busy market street. He didn't know what was happening to him. Ever since that night at the bar all he could think about was her. She was in his every thought and every dream. He wasn't like this. He was cold and heartless and sheltered. But this mysterious woman came and serenaded her way into his heart and burned her image in his mind. "Tonie" he whispered to himself. A small smile came across his lips. He was in such a trance that he hadn't noticed where he was walking. He was thrown out of his zombie like state of mind when he knocked into a person sitting on a barstool out side of the produce market. He stumbled and nearly fell. "Oh im sorry" he turned to see ……her… "Spike" she said giving him a tilted glance. "Tonie" he spoke in barely a whisper. He studied her. She wore black cotton shorts and a white wife beater. She had on a pair of old sneakers and her dark hair was pulled back loosely in a messy bun. Although she wasn't dressed as glamorously as she was the night they met she was still stunning. She stood from her seat and stepped to him. "So …… destiny huh" spike said smiling at her. tonie giggled. "if your not busy tonight… im singing at the club Bonita tonight if maybe you wanted to come … walk me home after." She gave him a cute smile.

"Absolutely" spike accepted.

"So ill see you tonight"

"Yea" spike said as he began down the street again. Destiny is a gamble and life had just dealt him a sweet hand….

Well thats all for now. More to come later. Muhasz sexy people!