A/N: Ok, I know it's been forever, but I haven't completely given up on this fic. I may have forgotten it for a while, but I eventually remembered, got my butt in gear, and watched DMC again (very slowly for like 30 mins so I could write down what everyone said, can u say boring?). Also, so far I've gone pretty much by the script, with a few minor changes. I'm trying to get away from that now. It's gonna be easy in some cases (like Alicia and Cordy, who are almost nothing alike), but harder in others. Bare with me, please. I have a couple more chapters of this already written, so the wait for the next chapter shouldn't be nearly as long.

A/N 2: Italics are thoughts.

Disclaimer: I do not own Drive Me Crazy, contrary to popular belief. I just borrowed the concept, plot, and a few, ok a lot, of the lines from the movie.

And now onto the story!

Drive Me Crazy

By purplpenguin

(Kool Beans)

Buffy sat outside a local café eating some French fries. She looks kind of sad, but brightens when she sees Riley walking down the sidewalk towards her.

"Hey, Riley," she says once he is closer to her.

"Buffy, what's up?" he asked when he noticed her. "What are you doing?"

"I'm just, uh," Buffy responded, "waiting for my dad. Our monthly meeting. You know, to keep in touch. Every fourth Friday at four." She looked at the clock behind Riley. It was 4:10. Great. He's late. Again.

"Oh, that's cool," Riley told her. He quickly changed the subject when he saw that Buffy had frowned. "Uh, you were really good on TV today, talking about centennial and all."

"Thanks," Buffy was glad that he had changed the topic. "Well, it's a lot of work, but it's worth it."

"Mmm. Hey, um, do you wanna go to, um, down to Shoe World with me?" Riley offered. Buffy had started to get excited, but was disappointed when he had finished.

"Shoe World." Buffy chuckled a little. Who then hell offers to take someone to Shoe World? Oh, well. Guess you can't be smart and good looking. "Oh, I can't. My dad. But he's always late. You wanna help me finish these fries?" Riley reached down and took one of the offered fries. Who was he to refuse her offer?

"I better not get in the way. I gotta go get some kicks for the game tonight."

"Okay. Well, I'll see you there."

"You're comin'!" he exclaimed. "Right on." He chuckled, and headed on down to shoe world.

Buffy continued to eat her fries and wait for her dad to show up. At 4:30, she finally gave up. Great, now I don't have a ride. I'm gonna have to walk.

When Buffy finally got home, she saw that Angel had his friends over. I hope they don't make to much noise. With a sneer in the direction of Angel's door, she walked into her house.

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"Angel, mate, what's that Buffy chick's deal?" Spike asked as he watched the girl in question sneer in his direction, then go inside.

"What do you mean," Angel responded, not wanting to talk about it.

"Didn't you guys used to be friends?" Dru asked, also curious.

"Ya," was Angel's only answer.

"What happened," Tara questioned innocently. Angel didn't respond, he just glared at a spot over the fireplace. Faith took the liberty of answering for him.

"Isn't it obvious? Buffy got popular, then she didn't have time for any of her old friends,"

"Hey," Xander interrupted. "Don't talk about her like that. You don't know her."

"Like I want to," Faith sneered. "What's so great about her?"

Xander was about to reply, but Angel interrupted by getting up.

"Let's get out of here guys," he said as he walked to the door.