Chapter 6: Bronzing It Up
I walked into the busy bronze, and heard the blaring music coming from the stage right away. The Dingoes Ate My Baby was their name, great band, odd name. I looked around the crowded club and noticed Xander and Willow at our usual table watching the show and sipping what looked like coke. I knew I should probably put a smile on my face, but I also knew that Willow knew where I was tonight, and would understand my bad mood and lack of talking. Tonight was about Willow talking to Oz as far as I was concerned. And nothing was going to sidetrack me, well maybe one thing, like Oz having a girlfriend, but I doubted that. I walked over to the table and sat down on a vacant chair with a sigh. Willow and Xander both turned to me.
"That bad huh?" Willow asked putting down her drink. I just nodded and looked at the stage, trying to hint I didn't want to talk about it.
"Well, I sense a girl talk coming on, how about I go to the bar and get you a drink Buff, a coke?" Xander asked getting up from his seat.
I smiled and replied, "Thanks Xand, you're the greatest."
"Don't I know it," he replied before walking off in the direction of the bar. I turned to Willow and she looked at me concerned.
"What happened? I thought things were going fine?" Willow asked.
"Yeah, things were going fine, until Cordelia showed up," I replied looking down at the table.
"She didn't!" Willow yelled, her eyes wide and mouth open.
I nodded and continued, "She did, and she told me why Angel left our little group of friends," I added sadly.
"Why?" Willow asked. I knew she was always curious for the answer to the question, just not as much as me.
"Sex and popularity," I replied bluntly looking back up at Willow.
"Oh, Buffy, I'm sorry, did she tell you that? 'Cause if she did it might not be true, Angel never was like that until this year, and last summer, and a little of last year, but thats not the point," Willow cut herself off.
"She told me, but he was standing there and didn't deny it. When I left, he followed me out the door and tried to get me to let him explain himself. How do you explain that? He left his life long best friend for Cordelia, because she was popular and would sleep with him! That's not something that is easily explainable!" I yelled, even though it was no where near the level of the band, I was yelling.
"What a jerk," Willow commented shifting in her chair so she was facing me fully.
"Thanks Wills," I replied with a smile, "But do you think I should talk to him, give him a chance to explain? Or should I just let it go, and keep my mind set that he is a jerk and always will be?" I asked.
"What do you want to do? I mean, what you said just seems very un-Angel like, it sounds like something Angelus would do, but not Angel. He was nice and sweet, not an ignorant perv," she ranted before continuing with helpful advice, "See how he acts tomorrow at school, you never know, he might be trying to shield you from something he thinks you can't handle," Willow said looking down into her drink and shrugged. "If he acts like he wants to talk tomorrow, I would do it, just to give the boy a chance to explain, but that doesn't always mean you have to automatically forgive him or anything," she said looking back up with a grin.
I smiled and nodded, "Thanks Will, that helped a lot. I'll just watch his body language tomorrow," I told myself and nodded again. That's what I'd do.
"No problem," she replied and then got a smirk on her face, "I'm sure you'd love to watch his body language."
"What?" I asked being taken by surprise. This was Willow, she didn't say stuff like what I thought she said.
"Oh come on, we all know you want to watch his body, the guys hot," Willow replied.
"Willow!" I shrieked.
"What! I'm a woman, I notice things like that too you know! He has a nice ass!" she defended herself starting to blush.
"Swearing and talking about a guys body! Who are you and what did you do with my shy best friend?" I asked surprised. Willow never, and I mean NEVER talked like this! Next thing you know she'll be talking about skipping class at this rate! Willow just started to blush more and I started laughing, "I never thought I'd see the day that you would compliment a guys ass, or even say ass," I said starting to laugh. Willow cracked a smile and started laughing too.
"That was pretty out of the blue for me wasn't it!" she stated through laughter. We hadn't even noticed the band had stopped playing, or the fact that Xander still wasn't back from the bar. When I looked up, I saw Oz come from the stage and grinned evilly.
"Here's your chance," I said to Willow.
"What? What chance? Chance for what?" she asked quickly confused. I just grinned at her, making her confusion worse.
"Oz!" I yelled across the club. When he turned his head, I moved my hand, telling him to come over.
"What! No! Buffy what are you doing!" Willow shrieked, her eyes wide.
"I'm getting you a boyfriend," I replied right before Oz got to the table. "Hey Oz, nice set."
"Thanks," he said looking at the two. He noticed Willow blushing furiously, and wondered what was going on, but being Oz didn't say anything. "Willow," he greeted.
"H-Hi Oz," Willow stuttered out giving him a small smile and then looking back down at her hands. I just rolled my eyes at her. She wasn't kidding about the whole vowel sounds thing.
"What have you been up to Oz? Its been awhile since we talked," I tried to make light conversation.
"Well, you now, playing with the band," Oz replied. Someone yelled his name from the stage and he just raised his hand as a goodbye and left back to the stage.
"Willow! What was that?" I asked.
"I told you! I can only make a few vowel signs and then I have to go away!" she yelled still blushing and playing with her hands nervously. I just shook my head and looked back to the bar seeing Xander starting back towards us.
"Hey Buff, sorry about it taking so long, but the guys on the swim team pulled me away," he apologized with a smile as he set my drink down.
"No problem Xander," I replied looking back at Willow.
"Geez Wills, what's up with you? Your all red," Xander commented, making Willow blush further.
"N-nothing," she stuttered out. Xander turned to me to explain.
"I tried to get her to talk to Oz," I replied, "It didn't really go to well."
"What happened?" Xander asked confused.
"Willow wouldn't speak, she said 'Hi Oz' barely and then was down for the count," I replied.
"I told you I don't talk to guys, I'm not good at the flirting thing," Willow defended quietly from her seat.
"But we're going to change that," I said smiling. I looked to the door of the Bronze and my smile immediately faded.
"Buffy, what's wrong?" Willow asked turning around. When she saw Angel with Cordelia all over him enter the Bronze, she knew what was up. "Do you want to leave?" she asked looking back t me. I just nodded and stood up grabbing my purse. The band had finished playing their set, and the DJ was now playing different things. When the song 20th Century Boy came onto the speakers.
"You know what, lets go dance," I said grabbing Willow's hand and pulling her to the dance floor. I felt Angel's eyes following me, and I didn't know why I was going to go dance to this song and right now, but I just felt like it
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I move like a rat, talk like a cat, sting like a bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy
Your twentieth century boy
I started moving to the music and Willow looked at me shocked, "Buffy! I can't do that!" she yelled.
Friends says it's fine, friends says it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
"Yes you can, its easy, just copy what I do!" I told her, and she did. And she wasn't that bad at it.
Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your hand
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your boy
Your twentieth century toy
We had a lot of people around us, but the one person I picked out was Spike Williams. He was one of Angel's "friends" from football, but I knew Angel didn't like him much. Reaching out I grabbed his arm and pulled him towards, Willow looking at me shocked, but still moving.
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Of course, Spike didn't protest, we just started dancing like crazy with each other, and when I turned my head I caught a glimpse of Angel glaring at Spike, and Xander was shocked beyond belief that Willow was dancing... like that.
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Rock 'n' roll
I move like a cat, talk like a rat, sting like a bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy
Your twentieth century boy
I looked over at Willow, and she was dancing with Oz, which I thought was odd. She couldn't talk to him a few minutes ago and here she is dancing with him like I am with Spike. Which isn't exactly Willow-y. She caught my gaze and we smiled at each other then laughed, but continued to dance until the song was over.
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
When the song ended, I grabbed Willow by the arm and we walked off the dance floor. A stunned Spike and Oz staring after us. That was the best part by far. Seeing Spike and Oz's mouths hanging open just watch as we walked away. Once we got out the door me and Willow burst into laughter.
"Oh my god! That was great! I can't believe I did that!" Willow exclaimed.
"And did you see Oz's face? I think you got him hooked Wills!" I yelled back as we walked started to walk down the street.
"I do too, he was so surprised when I grabbed him! It was hilarious! I'll never do it again, most likely, but that was fun Buff," she said putting her arm around my shoulders.
"Oh, you will do that again, you didn't look bad out there!" I told her excitedly. Usually when I wanted to dance, I had to meet up with Faith. Now its not like I don't like her, its just she's a total bad ass. She usually ended up going home with the first guy she danced with, so I didn't go out with her much.
"Buffy!" I heard yelled from behind me. Turning around I saw what looked like a pissed off Angel coming towards me.
"What do you want Angelus?" I asked stopping. Willow turned around with me, and glared at him. Did I ever mention I love her? She is like the greatest best friend!
"I want to talk to you, alone," he said looking at Willow.
"What you want to say to me can be said in front of Willow, she's my best friend, so tell me so I can leave," I replied putting my hands on my hips.
"Fine, what were you doing with Spike?" he asked, sounding like he was mad.
"I was dancing, not that its any of your business," I replied getting angrier by the second.
"That was quite some dancing to be doing with someone you barely know," he replied.
"Don't even try that, Mr. I-left-my-best-friend-to-sleep-with-Cordelia-Chase. You didn't know her too well either," I responded. "Come on Wills, I'm tired of talking to him," I said turning around and walking away. "I'm sure Cordelia wouldn't like you being out here with trash like me anyway! Did you tell her or does she think you went to get her a drink?" I yelled back. Willow and I headed home, never looking back.
TBC…
The song was 20th Century Boy by Placebo. Great song! I know, I know, why did I have to pick Spike? One to make my friend happy, and two because I want someone to make Angel jealous, and who's better at that then Spike? Anyway read and review PLEASE!