Chapter Five- Big Changes and the Bronze
The first class Willow had been Algebra. This was all very different. For starters, she knew all the answers to the questions that she didn't know the first time around. But that wasn't important.
The changes that she meant were that people were actually noticing her. Heck, even CORDELIA gave her a compliment. This was progress.
She wasn't even thinking about class, even though she raised her hand for every question. She was thinking about her beloved Tara. Willow wondered if she had even moved here yet. But then she remembered.
Tara wasn't seventeen yet. When her mother died, Tara moved to Sunnydale to escape her father. She had been so alone up until college. But this time, she would have Willow to take care of her and talk to her.
Willow hadn't realized how long she had spaced out. The bell rang. It was the end of class. Time for lunch. She gathered her books and started heading out. Just then, a familiar face stopped her.
"Oz! H..." Then Willow stopped. She wasn't supposed to know him. Uh oh. Had to think of something fast, "I've seen you play at the Bronze. Your band is really good."
"I
suppose. I was wondering if you would go out with me," he said
bluntly.
That was Oz, always getting straight to the point. But
Willow had already chosen Tara, and she didn't want to hurt Oz more
then she had to.
"I'm involved. Sorry. I'm sure you'll meet someone great," she started to walk off, but then she remembered something, "Oh, and Oz?"
"Yeah?"
"Make sure your cousin doesn't bite you."
With that, Willow walked off towards the bench where she and Buffy had officially met before. This time, Buffy was already there.
"Hey, Will," Buffy began, "How was your day?"
"Really different from normal, you?" Willow asked her best friend.
"Same," the Slayer replied.
"How's Dawn?" the red-head asked.
"Oh, she went to school. This morning, she was just so glad that she was actually here. Hey, where are Xander and Jesse?"
"I don't know Buff. The first time they were here. Xander's probably talking to Cordelia, anyway."
"No I'm not!" came a voice from their left. It was Xander and Jesse, right on schedule, "The teacher just wanted to know how I got all the questions right," Xander said.
"It was awesome! Xander was actually smart!"
They all laughed. It was good to be back in high school.
Later at the Bronze…
After
school the entire gang, except Giles, went to the Bronze. Everyone
was keeping an eye on Jesse, because this was the night that he died.
And they were going to try to stop him from going with Darla.
Buffy was sitting at a table, looking around. She thought that Angel
might be there (A/N Don't worry, she hasn't decided yet.), but he
wasn't. She didn't see Giles either, which was strange. But then
again, she DID alter things. Right now, though, she was thinking
about Spike. He would probably choose Dru, seeing that he had a
choice thi-
"Hello, love," came a familiar voice from behind her. It was Spike. Her eyes widened. She turned around.
"Spike! I thought that you..." she paused, "wouldn't choose me."
"Of course I would! I may not have a soul right now, but it kind of feels like it, you know?" he asked.
"Kind of. I'm so glad you're here!" she flung her arms around his neck.
"You mean...?" he said, wondering.
"I don't know yet," she replied.
"Oh. Okay, I understand," Spike said grimly.
"Oh no. Jesse! He's gone! I was supposed to watch him, and, and...it's too late. He's probably already dead. It's all my fault! It's all my fault!" she said, sobbing on his chest. Spike was surprised by this.
Then Willow and Xander came over. Spike looked at them.
"Hey, Red," Spike exclaimed, "Like the new look!"
"Thanks," she replied, touching her hair, "What's wrong with Buffy?" Willow gazed at her friend affectionately.
"Um... something about a...Jesse?" he tried, wondering who the heck Jesse was.
"Oh, God," Xander said, "We were watching him, but then we looked away and...it's too late, isn't it?" guessing from what Buffy was doing.
Buffy picked her head up and nodded.
They shed a few silent tears, but they had already gone through this. Buffy, Xander, and Willow took a deep breath.
"Well," Xander broke the silence, "I better get going."
"Me, too," Willow said, wiping a tear off of her cheek, "See you guys later."
Spike and Buffy just stood there for a moment. Then Spike said something.
"Dance with me, pet?"
"I guess so."
He grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor, as a slow song came on. They began to dance. They looked at each other for a long time, then Buffy rest her head on his chest, for the second time that night.
At that moment, everything was peaceful, but then, someone said something from behind them.
"Spike?"
OOO! Guess who, guess who! You probably can. And no, it's not Dru.
