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Thanks for your reviews vanillagigglez, Buff, AngelBuffyFluffin, crystalix, Buffy4592. blink49, and pinkyblue-ice. Sorry for the HUGE paragraphs last chapter, I tried to fix it and tried not to do so in this chapter! I didn't even think about it being hard to read until after I got the first review and then look over the chapter! Thanks for bringing that to my attention quickly vanillagigglez! Anyway, I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint, tell me what you think, and don't be shy to put in come constructive criticsm! It'll make me a better writer! Anyway, enough of my rambling and on with the next chapter!

Chapter 2: Bitch

I was going through my classes fine today, never having to do anything I didn't want to. Including paying attention. I am currently sitting in Ms. Steinberg's math class, learning something about Algebra, or Geometry, I'm not sure.

She was the only teacher that insisted on assigning our seats. She was an older lady, hell, she was old. Somewhere in her 80's is what I would guess. And today was the day we changed seats for the second half of the year. Goody goody. I was currently sitting in the front left corner near the door.

She suddenly called for everyone to stand around the room, I wasn't even aware that she had stopped teaching. Sighing loudly, I gather my books and stand up. I lean against the all next to the door, and pray the bell will ring soon. Ms. Steinberg was going through all the seats, most people not happy, but that wasn't new. It was set up a little odd. In the middle of the room were two rows of paired of desks, and on either sides were single desks. Last time I was sat by myself next to the door, thank god. The only person I knew was Angel, and I was sure as hell not going to talk to him.

I wasn't paying attention to any of the other people taking their seats and groaning, I was just waiting for my name to be called. When I heard the whole room gasp, I looked up confused; to see the only other person left standing. No no no no no no no no no no no no NO! Guess who it was! Your right, Angel! NO! And worse yet, the teacher sat us in one of the paired desks in the back. NO! I looked at him for the first time in at least a year, and it was that of a harsh glare. I walked over, making my anger apparent to anyone in the room, and sat down next to him. Making sure my chair was as far away from his as possible, I continued to doodle on my paper.

The familiar buzzer-like sound rang throughout the halls and classrooms, and I jumped out of my seat quickly and headed for the door, thankful class was now over. On my way out, I heard the teacher yell, "Quiz tomorrow!" which earned a bunch of groans coming from the class I had just escaped. The good thing is I have lunch next! I can rant to Xander and Willow about stupid Ms. Steinberg and her cruel seating arrangement.

Walking into the cafeteria, I spotted Willow and Xander at our usual table and made my way over, avoiding the lunch line. Ever since Xander caught one of the lunch ladies pouring poison into the food one day, I never touched the already lethal substances again. Taking a seat, I listened as Willow and Xander chatted about something that happened last period in their class. Not really caring, I looked out the window just waiting to be able to walk out the double doors and leave this hell hole for good. But I still had 2 more years. Damn.

"Hey Buffy," Willow greeted first turning to me. When she noticed the look on my face she got ready to ask me about it, but was cut off by Xander.

"Hey Buffster, what's with the angry face?" he asked in classic Xander fashion.

"We got new seats in math today, guess who I have to sit next to," I said calmly. When they looked at me with blank stared, I answered my own question. "Angel," I said hitting my fist on the table angrily, making my point more clear that I DID NOT want to sit next to him.

As if my life wasn't bad enough already, I heard Cordelia talk to me with her sweet, innocent voice (which is totally fake by the way), "Hey Buffy, did you just say my boyfriend's name?" she asked.

I sighed and rolled my eyes before flipping my head around and plastering a fake smile on my face. "Why yes Cordelia, but you should of noticed the anger in my voice when I had to say that horrible name," I replied with the same tone she was giving me, only I was better at it.

"I think your just jealous, because you have a stupid name. I mean Buffy? Who names someone Buffy?" she asked, and with fake sweetness lacing her words.

"Well apparently my mother and father would, Cordelia," I replied spitting out her name through clenched teeth.

Cordelia just laughed a cold, icy laugh and replied, "Well then I guess your parents are real mental cases aren't they?" she asked coolly, challenging me with her eyes.

I stood up out of my chair. Cordelia was taller then me but, it didn't intimidate me one bit. "That's more then I can say for your lame excuses of parents," I shot back angrily. Cordelia just glared at me and said the unthinkable.

"At least my father doesn't stoop low enough to sleep with my mother's boss," she shot back, a cruel smirk on her lips. My mouth hung open at what she said and Willow gasped. I didn't respond just turned around. "What, does you parents divorce strike a nerve Fluffy?" she asked back to her innocent tone. I got an evil smile on my face, and grabbed Xander's strawberry milk. Turning around to face her, I just smiled and dumped the full milk over her head and down her shirt, making the white silk stain a nice pink color if I do say so myself. Cordelia gasped and glared at me

Now it was my turn to be innocent. I brought my hand up to my mouth and gasped, "Oh no, did I just do that?" I asked innocently. Then my voice turned to a laid back tone, "Oh well," I said with a shrug and walked from the cafeteria. Tables of people were laughing and clapping at the sight of Cordelia Chase finally getting slammed. I smiled to myself and walked to my locker just as I heard an 'Angel! Do something!' come from the cafeteria, from a frantic Cordelia. I just smiled wider; I knew he wouldn't dare come out here after me. I heard the doors push open, and immediately guessed it was Cordelia running to the bathroom to cry over her ruined top. Laughing to myself, I replayed the scene in my head and started gather my books for next period, when I heard his voice behind me.

"What's so funny?"

TBC…

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P.S. CORDELIA GOT MILK DUMPED ON HER! WOOHOO! ------sorry, I was excited, I didn't like high school Cordelia much.