TITLE: Cheater
AUTHOR: Me, who else? *Wink*
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters. Everything that happens in the story in real-time(not flash backs) is my made up plot, however the flashbacks are all based off of my own personal life. Yep, this is a 75% true story Kiddies. Brace yourselves ;)
CONTENT: S/B with some minor S/Dru, S/other and some minor B/Ang
TIMELINE: This is AU, therfore, there is no timeline. There are years listed though on the flashbacks. Just a warning.
FEEBACK: If I could live off it I would. So come on, feed me. *wink*
DEDICATION: This is dedicated to CJG. You know who you are ;)
SUMMARY: Buffy and Spike have known eachother since Junior High, while on her way to his house she think back over the years about their rocky start and even rockier relationship.
WARNING: This is not Fluffy. This is like real life and as we all know life isn't always happy. I warned you. So no flames that you want me to write something fluffier because I don't do that.
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PRESENT
Of course, her resolve weakened incredibly when, for Valentine's Day he got her a giant stuffed bear and some of the most beautiful love poems she had ever read, and he had written them! To her!
Buffy smiled as she recalled the giant bear. The poems were beautiful too. This led her to another memory, one even better than the others: Catalina.
'God, Catalina was so nice. Three days of camping out with my friends, my boyfriend, going swimming on the beach, studying the reefs and being watched by two (while good-intentioned) incompetant chaperones. Oh Yeah, I loved Catalina.'
Buffy smiled at the memory. It was also the first time she had kissed Spike. Really kissed him, ie: Tonsil Hockey. And she remembered his grey soccer sweater with relish.
'God that sweater was so soft. All grey and fuzzy. It was about three sizes too big for me but that just added to the confort factor. Plus it smelled like him'
Buffy grinned and was once more sucked into her memories...
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MARCH 26, 1998
*RIING RIING*
Buffy's alarm woker her a 7:00AM. She reached over and turned it off, just before her mother entered her room.
"Buffy, Get up, you have to get ready for Catalina, we leave in an hour." Joyce said sternly before walking back downstairs to finish prepairing breakfast.
"I'm up, I'm up..." Buffy mumbled into her pillow.
'Catalina...why am I going again? This is really early...'
An image of Spike in an itsy bitsy yellow polka dotted speedo made her race out of bed laughing. She went to ther bathroom and proceeded to take a shower.
'Nice soapy shower...' Buffy shook herself awake. 'I must need coffee worse than I thought.'
She turned off the shower and hurredly dressed in a pair of jeans and a fitted Tee that said 'Bite Me' on the front. She ran down the stairs and greeted her mother warmly, "Hmmm, I smell and see bacon!"
Joyce smiled and handed Buffy her plate before grabbing her own and eating it's contents. Buffy checked the clock: 7:34AM. She finished off her plate and deposited it and her glass in the dish-washer before going upstairs. She grabbed her suitcase and checked it's contents. She had packed the night before so that wasn't a problem. She went to the bathroom and after putting all her toiletries in her mini travel-bag she finally zipped up her suitcase.
'Let's see...what to bring on the boat over...'
Buffy grabbed her make-up bag and did her makeup in front of the mirror. Best to get it out of the way. Her hair still had to be done but she could do that later. She packed up her backpack with her CD player and various items she might want to bring along on the hour and a half boat-ride over to the actual Catalina Island. After that was done and she had finally done her hair she checked the clock: 7:58AM. She grabbed her backpack and rolled her suitcase down the stairs.
"Hey Mom! I'm ready to go!" Buffy yelled. Joyce turned off the televison and walked towards the garage to open the door for Buffy.
"Thanks." Buffy managed, her suitcase was heavy. Plus she was also carrying her sleeping bag and her backpack. No extra hands there.
As she walked towards the car, she couldn't help but feel a certain nervousness. She knew she would have fun these coming three days, she was just worried about having TOO much fun...
TBC...
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AUTHOR: Me, who else? *Wink*
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters. Everything that happens in the story in real-time(not flash backs) is my made up plot, however the flashbacks are all based off of my own personal life. Yep, this is a 75% true story Kiddies. Brace yourselves ;)
CONTENT: S/B with some minor S/Dru, S/other and some minor B/Ang
TIMELINE: This is AU, therfore, there is no timeline. There are years listed though on the flashbacks. Just a warning.
FEEBACK: If I could live off it I would. So come on, feed me. *wink*
DEDICATION: This is dedicated to CJG. You know who you are ;)
SUMMARY: Buffy and Spike have known eachother since Junior High, while on her way to his house she think back over the years about their rocky start and even rockier relationship.
WARNING: This is not Fluffy. This is like real life and as we all know life isn't always happy. I warned you. So no flames that you want me to write something fluffier because I don't do that.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
PRESENT
Of course, her resolve weakened incredibly when, for Valentine's Day he got her a giant stuffed bear and some of the most beautiful love poems she had ever read, and he had written them! To her!
Buffy smiled as she recalled the giant bear. The poems were beautiful too. This led her to another memory, one even better than the others: Catalina.
'God, Catalina was so nice. Three days of camping out with my friends, my boyfriend, going swimming on the beach, studying the reefs and being watched by two (while good-intentioned) incompetant chaperones. Oh Yeah, I loved Catalina.'
Buffy smiled at the memory. It was also the first time she had kissed Spike. Really kissed him, ie: Tonsil Hockey. And she remembered his grey soccer sweater with relish.
'God that sweater was so soft. All grey and fuzzy. It was about three sizes too big for me but that just added to the confort factor. Plus it smelled like him'
Buffy grinned and was once more sucked into her memories...
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MARCH 26, 1998
*RIING RIING*
Buffy's alarm woker her a 7:00AM. She reached over and turned it off, just before her mother entered her room.
"Buffy, Get up, you have to get ready for Catalina, we leave in an hour." Joyce said sternly before walking back downstairs to finish prepairing breakfast.
"I'm up, I'm up..." Buffy mumbled into her pillow.
'Catalina...why am I going again? This is really early...'
An image of Spike in an itsy bitsy yellow polka dotted speedo made her race out of bed laughing. She went to ther bathroom and proceeded to take a shower.
'Nice soapy shower...' Buffy shook herself awake. 'I must need coffee worse than I thought.'
She turned off the shower and hurredly dressed in a pair of jeans and a fitted Tee that said 'Bite Me' on the front. She ran down the stairs and greeted her mother warmly, "Hmmm, I smell and see bacon!"
Joyce smiled and handed Buffy her plate before grabbing her own and eating it's contents. Buffy checked the clock: 7:34AM. She finished off her plate and deposited it and her glass in the dish-washer before going upstairs. She grabbed her suitcase and checked it's contents. She had packed the night before so that wasn't a problem. She went to the bathroom and after putting all her toiletries in her mini travel-bag she finally zipped up her suitcase.
'Let's see...what to bring on the boat over...'
Buffy grabbed her make-up bag and did her makeup in front of the mirror. Best to get it out of the way. Her hair still had to be done but she could do that later. She packed up her backpack with her CD player and various items she might want to bring along on the hour and a half boat-ride over to the actual Catalina Island. After that was done and she had finally done her hair she checked the clock: 7:58AM. She grabbed her backpack and rolled her suitcase down the stairs.
"Hey Mom! I'm ready to go!" Buffy yelled. Joyce turned off the televison and walked towards the garage to open the door for Buffy.
"Thanks." Buffy managed, her suitcase was heavy. Plus she was also carrying her sleeping bag and her backpack. No extra hands there.
As she walked towards the car, she couldn't help but feel a certain nervousness. She knew she would have fun these coming three days, she was just worried about having TOO much fun...
TBC...
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