A/N: this ends with a cliff hanger. Next chap will be uploaded tomorrow. And in last the chapter I said Kathy was younger for this story she is not. So just to be clear Kathy is older that Angel

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'Ding-Dong'

The doorbell rang through her house.

"I'll get it." her mother called.

Buffy was upstairs putting the finishing touches on her make-up. She was dressed in a red halter top with tight black pants. Her hair curled around her face. She knew Liam would be at the door but, for some reason when she heard the chime of the doorbell announcing his presence a rush of excitement ran through her. 'Why am i so excited to see a guy i barely know?' she questioned herself . She stood looking into the mirror in her room. The same mirror she look at every night asking herself 'why?'.

"Buffy! Your friend is here!" her mother called up the stairs.

She took a deep breath and went down stairs. When she reached the top steps she could see him.

'Whoa, leather huh? Good look for you new boy.' she thought.

The whole time though wondering why she was even thinking about this boy in that way. She had Riley and even if she didn't she was sure Angel would cut and run the minuet he found out about her past. But for the moment she would enjoy the moment. When she hit the bottom of the stairs she spoke up.

'Hey." Angel turned his head sharply at her voice.

'Holy crap. What is she wearing? Not that I'm complaining but...' Angel thought to himself. He noticed he was staring and shook himself out of it.

"Hey, you ready to go?" Angel said hurriedly. 'Smooth Angel real smooth' he thought.

'Hmm...Looks like he likes what he sees. Good the feelings mutual.' Buffy thought then replied

"Yeah, let's go. Bye mom!" she yelled.

"Bye honey, have fun."

"Will do." she said. "Ok, let's go"

Angel held out his arm for her to take she hesitated for a minute before she slipped her arm through his. Two people left the house that night, both with one single thought.

'Whoa, what's going on here? I cannot be thinking this, Riley remember Riley. This feels right though, him escorting me like a knight escorting a princess. And when his skin first touched mine that was wow too, this boy has something about him…' her thoughts trailed off there because she noticed that he was looking at her, like he was expecting an answer to a questing he just asked.

"So how long have you lived in Sunnydale?" Angel asked.

He had no clue what he was doing when he offered her his arm but he was grateful and only a little disappointed when he saw the hesitation in her face. But then, she put her arm in his and he felt like he was invincible. This was a scary thought for him.

"Oh umm, about two years ago." She replied hoping he would go down another path or questioning.

He noticed her arm tense in his, he didn't understand why but wisely thought it had something to do with the question.

'Wonder what happened to make her so shy about her past. Seems we have more in common then I thought.'

"So that's when you met Willow?" Angel changed the subject smoothly and instantly felt her arm loosen up again.

"Yep, I met Wills in biology. She needed a lab partner and I was the person to fill the position." She smiled at this. When she did though Angel couldn't help but think it was the best think he had seen in a while.

The rest of the walk continued on like this, he would ask a question and she would answer. Sometimes she would ask some of her own but for the most part she let him direct the conversation. Thankful that he asked more about her present than her past. It wasn't long before they were at the doors of The Bronze. The music poured out the door onto the street, the few people coming and going from the club muffling it slightly. They reached the door and she detangled herself from his arm and led them in.

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