Title: The Fan-Girl Turned Real

Disclaimer: Jossy. Damn you.

Summary: A girl, knowing the truths about Sunnydale, has a crush on Spike. (Set back in the days when it was the coupling of Spike and Drusilla)

Rating: T

Author's Notes: Basically, I felt like writing. This is a really strange fiction for me. Not used on writing in first person (don't like it as well), but it was the only way to do this type of story. So apologies for the crap-ness and the short-ness of it.

His still with her. I don't know how he can be. The things I've seen her up to, with others I might add, is appalling. He deserves so much better.

I've been watching him lately. Hoping to catch a routine he does so I can 'causally' bump into him. Maybe I can be even more lucky and he could turn me if I asked? Maybe if I told him how much I idolised him. Males like their egos being pumped up and maybe, just maybe it would work.

That blond girl, the one in my high school, she has been trying to kill him. We used to say 'hello' with each other now and again. But when I saw him, Spike, and then found the rest out about this place, I hated her. She wants to kill the only thing I love. Even though he doesn't love me back now, he might see me and fall in love with me as well.

That girl his with, Drusilla, is nothing more than a child. You would have thought she would have grown up a little by now, surely! But no, she is still a child. I don't know what he sees in her. All I see if a face I want to slap.

His standing outside of their little 'crib' now. Smoking. He looks so much at peace just standing there alone, watching and listening. I wonder if he could hear me now? Hear my heartbeat? I wonder if he would pass it off as that slayer girl? I wonder if he would come out now, looking for 'her' but only finds me?

She has come out with him now. Why can't she leave him alone for awhile? They talk, she giggles and he laughs. Would he laugh to any of my jokes?

They walk. In my direction! Maybe they did sense me and are hungry. I'll get to finally see my Spike up close and personal. Maybe he will turn me on this night! But I can't be seen in this state. I'm not pretty enough for him to see me. Mud and soil all over my hands and knees from hiding... I look terrible!

I've lost sight of them now. They might have walked past as I fussed over my clothes.

Something pulls me back into a hug. At first I though he might have been him, but it wasn't. It was her instead. Cradling my head and saying things as if I was a child. Rocking side to side. I could see him in front of me, smirking. Maybe I could make him happy.

I heard him say something, but I didn't hear. I couldn't stop looking at him, watching him. Finally I got to see him up close. He looked even more impressive. Taller as well as paler. I don't think he could have helped that though. But they began to laugh again which brought me out of my spell.

Before I knew anything, my head was violently turned to the side by her hands and darkness fell. At least I got to see him up close.

Maybe next time I shall get to touch him.