William and Drusilla were inside Hot Topic. William had picked out a black shirt with 'Sex Pistols' imprinted on the front and faded, black jeans that were rather tight in 'certain' places. He thought the whole idea of advertising for a band on your shirt was stupid, but maybe once he actually listened to the group, he could come to like this 'American' way of life.

Right now, Drusilla was checking out something on the side of the rack that William could not see. Looking at everything as he passes, he slowly made his way over to her. Then, he noticed what she was admiring.

"Dru! What the HELL is THAT!" William practically yelled, clearly shocked and possibly a little scared.

"Hmmm... Oh, Willy. Hi my precious. This is for you. It will go with your new outfits, since they most of them seem to contain black. Don't you like?"

Drusilla was holding up what seemed to William to be a black bracelet with huge silver spikes coming out from all around. So yes, William was sure, this bracelet, of some sort, scared the shit out of him.

In the back of the store, Buffy and Willow looked up after hearing someone yell.

"Yep, another newbie." Willow stated in monotone.

"Newbie? Sorry, but huh?" Buffy had a look of pure confusion on her face, Willow soon realized. Neither Willow nor Buffy were 'punk' so to speak, but they were having fun in the store.

"Yeah, that tall British looking guy over there is obviously not used to seeing punk accessories." Willow noticed Buffy rather amused look.

Sheepishly, Willow rephrased, "Oh, well you know, in England people are generally stuffy and simply well, just British. Of course, you can't rule out the hot British rock stars, but they come far and few in between."

"Hmm..." was all Buffy could manage because she had just taken a look at his face. His beautifully bright blue eyes were shining like the ocean did on islands like St. Thomas. These eyes were simply magnificent, Buffy decided. And wow, those perfectly structured cheekbones that trailed down his narrow face. Wow. It was too bad he had a girl next to him. 'Must been his girlfriend.' Buffy thought.

Due to a questioning look from Willow, Buffy shifted her gaze from the man's face and back to Willow. As soon as her attention was back on Willow, Willow looked back towards Buffy's original glance and noticed Buffy's fixed gaze on the guy.

"Wow, you fall easily huh?"

"Fall? Over what?" Buffy was trying to hide the blush from her face.

"Hmm... Certainly wouldn't be over a guy now would it? Especially not the hottie over there who we were just talking about."

Buffy and Willow moved slowly to a corner in the back of the store. They were sure they were out of earshot of the couple.

"Oh, alright. I'll admit because I don't want to lie to my new room mate, but in my own defense I just had a very bad breakup right after high school and I'm kind of lonely. Not desperate, mind you, but lonely."

"Awwww... bad breakup. Sorry to hear it."

"I'm alright now. I spent the summer crying but now I'm on the prowl in a way. The guy who broke up with me was the only guy I've ever been with. We were soul mates. He said we could get back together after college or something but I hope to be in a great relationship by then."

"Oh, well, I don't really have any big breakup stories. When I was in high school I was such great friends with Xander and Oz. Then last year, Oz and I formed a bond and we fell in love. It's a new beginning for us."

"Aw, that's cute. So then you guys are still together." Willow nodded.

"Yeah, Tara actually goes here too. We decided not to room together so we could both lead our own lives in our relationship. But, we spent a lot of time together over the summer and we have a few classes together. I'm sure you'll get to meet her soon."

"I can't wait."

Buffy had been so caught up in conversation with Willow, that she hadn't even realized the hot mystery guy's girlfriend had moved into the dressing room and he was now staring at her in a daze.

Buffy blushed and turned her head. She may have been looking for a guy, specifically this one, but she still wasn't used to other guys looking at her. She almost expected Angel to come an beat this guy up for even looking at her, but no; of course not.

'Which is a good thing,' Buffy reminded herself. 'Angel's gone. No more Angel. Oh, it's going to be a tough year.'

While Buffy was deep in her thoughts, Willow formed an idea. She walked up to the mystery man.

"Hey." She said.

"Hey." He repeated, still staring at Buffy.

"Look, I saw your girlfriend and all, but I'm also watching you check out my friend and she likes you too, so go say hi to her."

Without even thinking about Drusilla, he made his way over to Buffy. He tapped her on the shoulder and she spun around. Their eyes instantly locked. Buffy could have started all day into his dazzling baby blues as he into her lovely emeralds. Spike eventually collected his thoughts.

"Hey, my name's Spike. What's yours?" Buffy only stared at him.