Later that Day
"So Buffy did you see Darla Thompson's face after gym class?" Willow asked her friend with a smile.
Buffy played innocent. "No, what happened to her?"
"She said that someone swung their gym locker open as she was turning the corner to head to hers. It looks broken." Willow said with a small giggle. "Serves her right. It'll probably mess up her 'oh-so-beautiful' face." Willow said with a sneer.
"Willow!" Buffy called in shock. "That is not nice to wish harm on another person."
Willow
looked down in shame. "So who do you think did it?" She asked her
friend as they walked to a deserted area of the front of school.
School was out and most of the teens had left for other destinations,
so the grounds were pretty bare.
Buffy and Willow walked down
the street and headed to Willow's house.
"Bitch." Darla called from her car window as she pulled up next to the girls in her black Jaguar.
"What is you're problem Darla?" Willow said with anger in her voice.
Darla put her car in park and hopped out. "You are so going to pay for this BITCH!" Darla said pointing to the small metal splint on her nose.
"What are you…" Willow started but stopped when Buffy stepped in front on her and faced the other blonde.
"What are you going to do? Kick my ass?" Buffy asked, placing her hands on her hips.
Darla looked down at the other blonde. "Why would I, when stealing your boyfriend and fucking his brains out would hurt you so much more?" Darla said with an evil smile across her lips.
"Angel has class Darla, what would he want with a slut like you?" Buffy asked.
"Well Buffy there are just things a little girl like you wouldn't understand about the male body. Only a REAL women would be able to please him the way he deserves." She said with a smug smile on her lips.
Buffy's lips curled into an angry sneer. She released and angry growl before moving closer to Darla. "If you EVER go near Angel again, I'll KILL you!" She told her.
Willow stepped in between the two blondes. "Darla, walk away and STAY away from Angel." She told her. Turning to her friend she grabbed her hands. "Come on Buffy."
Buffy gave one last angry look at Darla before turning to follow Willow to her house. Darla turned and hopped back into her car.
Willow's House
"I can't believe you hit Darla Thompson and broke her nose." Willow said happily as the two girls sat on Willows bed eating chips and going over their history notes for their test.
"She kissed my boyfriend Will, what was a supposed to do?" She asked her friend.
"Not punched her." The red head replied with a smile. "Hey don't get me wrong Buffy I'm happy you did, wished I could have been there though. Besides what would you have done had she told Snyder on you? You know he's been looking for a reason to kick you out." She told her.
"I know…it's just…grr…I hate her so much." She told her friend. "And I love him so much Wills. I mean I've loved him for so long and now I finally have him, after everything that's happened to us, I finally have him. I don't want to lose him." She said emotion clearly in her voice.
"I know Buffy." She said pulling her friend into a hug.
A Few Hours Later
"Mom, I'll see you later, Buffy and I are heading to the Bronze." Willow called as she and Buffy headed out.
"Okay honey, be careful. Good bye Bunny." Shelia Rosenberg called from her home office.
"Bye Mrs. Rosenberg." Buffy said as she left, Willow in tow. Once outside she turned to face her friend. "I don't think you're mom will ever learn my name." She told her.
Willow only shook her head as she headed to the Bronze to meet the gang.
The Bronze
Buffy and Willow entered the Bronze and scanned looking for their boyfriends and friends. Willow spotted them sitting at a table. Darla standing next to Angel. She looked over at Buffy and noticed that the blonde didn't see them.
"Um…Buffy…you can't hit her."
Buffy turned to her friend in confusion. "Willow what are you talking about? Who can't I hit?" She asked.
Willow pointed to the table.
Buffy's eyes followed and her face burned with fury. "This bitch." She said as she headed to the table.
Buffy walked to Angel and pushed Darla out of the way, making sure not to use all of her slayer strength, as much as she wanted to, she couldn't seriously hurt her.
"Hey baby, dance with me?" She said running her hands over Angel's chest.
Angel looked at Darla fixing her short dress and then to Buffy. "I would love nothing more than to dance with you." He replied standing with a smile.
Buffy smiled at Darla as Angel led her out to the dance floor.
Darla watched in anger before stomping off.
Once the couple was on the floor, Angel placed his hands on Buffy's hips as she gyrated to the thumping music of the club.
"You're evil." He told her when she turned around and rubbed her jean clad ass against his crotch.
"You love it." She told him as she went down and then came back up making sure her ass hit him in the right spot.
Angel let out a little groan. "You keep this and I'll take you on one of those pool tables?" He said as he leaned across her back to whisper into her ear, making sure that his arousal was apparent against her.
Buffy moaned as she felt his growing erection rubbing against her butt. Buffy turned around. "Are your parents still away?" She asked.
"Yes." He moaned out as she ran her fingers along his neck and down his spine, causing shivers to course through his body.
"Then what are you waiting for?" She asked him, looking into his chocolate eyes.
Angel grabbed her hand and ran with her out the door of the club.
Angel's Room
Angel and Buffy stumbled into his bedroom, lips attached, hands roaming.
"Oh god, Angel." Buffy mumbled around his lips. "Please." She begged.
Angel pushed her down onto his bed and followed closely. "God Buffy…you are so…" He said as he kissed his way down her neck.
"Angel…please…I need..." She panted.
"What…what do you need?" He asked kissing her thin neck while pinching her nipples.
"I need you…inside of me." She told him.
Angel moved to kiss her lips, his hand going under her shirt when the lights to his room flicked on.
They heard someone clear their throat and the two horny teens hopped off the bed and came face to face with one angry and one amused face.
"Mom."
"Mr.
Callahan."
"Angel, Buffy downstairs…NOW." Elizabeth growled out.
Angel and Buffy bowed their heads and headed to the living room.
