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Chapter 3- A glimpse into her past

Buffy kicked Spike out at 4 that morning and was fast asleep by the time her mom got home. She was confused, to say that least, when she woke up. She got up and was dressed before her mother even came into the room. "Buffy honey, have you seen my earrings. You know the hoops with the little diamonds on them."

"Yeah. I borrowed them one day." She walked over to her jewelry box and handed the earrings to her mother.

"You look... umm... nice." Joyce said, obviously hating what Buffy was wearing. She looked down. She was wearing a short black skirt with a red top. She had her hair up and curled, and she wore black eyeliner again.

"Thanks. I am little late so I am going to get going."

"All right honey. But don't get into any trouble. I'd really hate to move again."

"Okay mom." Buffy said, half way out of the room. She ran the rest of the way out of the house. She hated how her mom pretended to be all sweet and kind when she really didn't care about her.

Buffy walked in with the same air about her that she always had. That was the only way she knew how to walk into school. Even if she wasn't the most popular girl in school, she could at least pretend that some of the people really cared about who she was. She saw Spike standing at his locker, several girls around him. Buffy smiled. Seemed like all he ever did was talk to girls. She smiled and walked past him like nothing mattered. She was determined not to care about him and didn't even look at him when she past. She saw Xander at the end of the hall and ran up to talk to him. "Hey Xander."

"Hey Buffy." He looked at her with a lust in his eye that she had seen many times before. It was quite amusing to her that she could have most guys in the school, yet the one that she did want she couldn't have. "What's up?"

"Nothing much." She said, trying to forget her thoughts about Spike long enough to carry on a conversation.

"That sounds fun. Hey are you coming to the Bronze tonight?" Both Xander and Buffy had begun to walk to class.

"Yeah sure. I have nothing better to do."

"Cool. Then I guess I will see you there."

"Xand, I will see you at lunch too."

"Oh yeah. Right. I forgot." He got a little spastic and left. She smiled and walked off to class with thought of Spike reentering her mind.

That night Buffy's mom left again and Buffy began to walk to the Bronze. About halfway there, Spike joined her. "Are you stalking me?" Buffy asked him, continuing her walking.

"No." Was all that he answered. How could he tell her that she captivated him enough to make him seek a friendship?

"Then what are you doing here?"

"I was bored. I was headin' to your house to see if you were going to the Bronze. Guess you are."

"Again I say, don't you have a girlfriend."

"Bloody bitch if you ask me."

"I didn't." Buffy said and walked into the club. He ran up to her.

"Hey love. What's with all the hostilities towards me. I do somethin' to ya."

"Nope. Just not interested that's all."

"Right. And I'm king of the world."

"You might think that." She said, brushing him off again. She saw Xander and Willow and walked over to them, leaving Spike behind.

"You really said that?" Xander said smiling at her.

"Yeah." She said. Willow looked at her new friend. She was wearing a black leather mini skirt and a tight red top. She was the perfect girl for Spike and she knew it too. It was funny to watch her try and play hard to get.

"You still like him don't you?" Willow asked. Buffy sat down in her chair.

"More than you could possible imagine."

"Why?" Xander asked. "I mean the guy obviously treats girls like toys."

"Yeah I know." She said, staring off at the dance floor where Spike had met up with Drucilla and was fighting again. Buffy looked back at Willow and smiled. "I just wish that I could meet someone who would be a great guy."

"Well what kind of guys did you date back at Hemery?" Willow asked her.

"The wrong kind." She said. Willow could tell that she didn't want to talk about it anymore.

"You want to dance?" Willow said. "Get your mind off Spike?"

"Sure." Both of them got up and headed to the dance floor. "Did I ever tell you how glad I am that you are my friend and not Cordelia." Willow laughed.

"Nope." She said smiling.

Buffy was walking home, her head a little in the clouds. She came to a park and decided to sit down. She knew her mother wasn't home so she was in no hurry. She looked up, gazing at the stars. "You know love, many bad people walk the night. It can't be safe to sit there all by yourself."

"And what, you are offering to protect me?" Buffy didn't care to look up at Spike.

"If you don't mind."

"And what if I did? Would that stop you? You seem to be around me a lot lately."

"What can I say?" Spike sat next to her, she still didn't look at him. "You interest me."

"Great." She said with a sarcastic tone. "Look I got to get home. Later." She got up and started walking. Spike came running up to her.

"Wait. At least let me walk you home."

"Whatever." She said, playing the hard to get card again. She walked home the rest of the way in silence.

When she arrived she told Spike goodbye and went to her room. There was nothing that she could do but cry. Her heart ached and she felt the pain throughout her whole body. She controlled her crying and picked up the phone. "Hello." The voice on the other line calmed her, it made her feel better.

"Angel. It is so good to hear your voice again."

"Buffy. Buffy is that you?"

"Yes." She smiled to herself.

"They told me that you were dead."

"I know. This was the first time that I really got the chance to call you."

"Your dad is behind this isn't he? I will kill him the next time that..."

"Angel it's okay. I did it this time. You know me and Faith, we never could resist a fix. We got busted and my mom begged them to let me move. I had to promise never to have contact with anyone from L.A. again."

"So as soon as you could you called me. Thank god, I've been a wreck thinking that you died. They told us that you overdosed and that it was hopeless, there was nothing that could be done."

"I know. I am so sorry. Can you come down to Sunnydale. It isn't very far from L.A. You could come and visit me. I've missed you."

"Sure. I will find a way to get there." What school do you go to?"

"Sunnydale High. Come see me?"

"You bet. Save me a kiss."

"You got it. Bye Angel."

"Buffy?"

"Yes."

"I love you. I never told you before, but I do. Can we still make this work?"

"Yes. I love you to Angel." She hung the phone up and smiled. Then she thought about Spike. Her school girl crush seemed trivial compared to how she felt about Angel.

Note-

Okay so this might seem a little bit confusing, like I just pulled him out of a hat or something. But I will explain it all in the next chapter. It all has to do with her past and stuff.