Chapter 5

"Angel, I thought I told you I didn't want to see you anymore," Buffy looks pretty pissed at him. Is it bad that I'm happy about that?

"Babe, I thought you'd be over this by now," Angel says confidently and tries touching my girl-the girl- Buffy's arm.

"You're right, I am over it Angel. And I'm over you," she roughly pushes his arm off her shoulder and walks towards her car, "Come on Faith," she gestures me over.

"Are you fucking serious? You're friends with this dyke now," he's yelling at her now, and I'm starting to get pissed.

"Watch your mouth Angel," she warns, he actually has the nerve to start laughing.

"Whatever, if you stick with her you're gona be a loser in no time, my reasons for wanting to be with you have pretty much just vanished," with that he walks away towards his car. Jerk.

"Jerk," Buffy expresses exactly what I'm thinking as she gets into her car.

She unlocks the passenger door, I throw my bag into the back seat and buckle up as she starts the engine. Things are just a teeny bit awkward, I mean, am I even supposed to say something right now? I'm curious as fuck though, those two had been dating for awhile now, the popular couple of Sunnydale high. I didn't even know they had broken up, but it isn't like I'm in tune to all the social happenings. I had to find out they were dating by witnessing them make out in Math last year. I'm pretty sure I felt my heart shatter that day.

Can I re-think that part? You weren't suppose to hear that...

"Sorry about that," she breaks the ice as we make our way past the school.

"Tscool," I try sounding casual, and continue looking out the window, as if I'm not dying to ask her what had happened and if she's willing to switch teams now. And by teams, I mean my team. Faiths' team.

"Aren't you going to ask me what that was about?" she asks.

"Well, I figured you would tell me if you wanted me to know. I don't want to impose," hell yeah I want to impose.

"Thanks," she gives me a small smile, "So umm... Where exactly am I heading?" I still haven't even told her where I live.

"Right, I live on Park Lane,"

"That's near the bronze right, on the..." Yeah, awkwardness is back again. I'm not exactly the most fortunate kid in town, but it could be a lot worse. At least I have great friends.

"Yup, that's the one. You could just drop me off at the bronze, I can walk the rest of the way," Buffy is giving me this, are you serious? Look.

"Or at my doorstep, whatever you want," I'm whipped, and not only am I not having sex, but she didn't even have to utter a word.

The rest of the ride is passed in relative silence, I think she's embarrassed about what happened with Angel. Other than a few turn here's, we haven't exactly spoken to each other, thankfully it isn't awkward. The music is keeping us occupied, and keeping my mind from straying. Because if my mind does stray, it will notice how high her skirt has ridden up from pressing down on the gas pedal, and I have definitely not been looking there. Not at all. It would be totally creepy, and damn she just shimmied it back down. How come her hands aren't on the steering wheel anymore?

"We're here," my head snaps up. A deer caught in the headlights is nothing compared to what I must look like right now.

"Right," I'm still not moving, why aren't I moving? Fucking legs.

"3730 right?"

"Yeah, that's it," I don't even remember telling her my address. I really must've zoned out. I reach into the back seat to get my soccer bag, at the same time that she does.

"Sorry," we say simultaneously. We're both still holding opposite sides of the bag, but I don't really care because she's looking at me really intensely right now.

"He cheated on me," huh?

"Angel. He had sex with some college girl. Cordelia found out from Harmony, who found out from her boyfriend Riley, who actually saw him with her. Then I broke up with him," I have no idea why she's telling me this.

"I just don't understand, I've never done anything to him. I go to all his games, pretend to care about what he's talking about, I even bring him a lunch almost everyday," I guess she feels like opening up? I generally don't like having these types of conversations, but hey, who am I to pick and choose when the girl of my dreams is actually talking to me.

"Just because I'm not ready to lose my virginity to him, does not give him the write to fuck another girl," okay, too far. Too far. Just the mention of heterosexual sex makes my stomach churn.

"Umm... Buffy?" I think she finally noticed who she was talking to. She has her puppy dog eyes on display now, like she went and did something wrong. Which she didn't, I just don't really wanna hear about her sexual past, and I had a feeling she was treading very closely to those waters.

"Not that I'm not interested in hearing about your relationship problems,"

"Not a relationship, we're over. The one thing I cannot stand is cheaters," Good to know. Not that I'd ever cheat on her. Okay Faith, getting a little ahead of yourself there.

"Right, well I think I should be going, your parents are probably waiting for you or something," It's only 9 o'clock, but it's still a school night.

"I'm sorry," she's looking at me all sincere like, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Sometimes my mouth gets ahead of my mind,"

"You didn't," well, she kinda did. Judging by the look on her face, she knows too.

"I just don't have any gay friends," say what? Okay first of all, I can't believe I actually just said that. Second, she thinks I'm her friend? Yay! Third, what does me being gay have to do with anything?

"I mean, usually when I'm with Cordelia, we talk about boys and shopping," I cringe at both of those topics of conversation, "See! I just don't know how to act, and it's probably really that I don't have anything better to talk about. God, I'm such a spaz," she whispers out the last part.

"Believe me, I'm interested in anything you say," okayyyyyy. That came off a little strong, she has this funny look on her face, like she's trying to interpret what I said, without making it sound like I'm flirting. Wasn't like I was flirting, was just being honest.

"Really," that look is gona be the end of me.

"Yeah. I mean, since I met you I've always wanted to talk to you but you were always around Cordy and her gang of idiots. But not you, you're not an idiot. This is coming out all wrong I'm not usually the one to try and cheer people up," wow, I'm blushing, and she's just smiling at me.

"Let me try this again," I did not think that I'd be having this conversation tonight, I take a deep breath, "What I meant to say is that I've always thought you were way cooler than all those other girls you hang out with," there that wasn't so hard, "Way hotter too," my overconfidence has just killed me.

"You think I'm hot?" Duh

"Well yeah, anyone with eyes knows that you're the hottest girl in school. Fuck, even if I was blind I'd know you were perfect," I am just digging myself a bigger grave, she must think I'm some creepy lesbian stalker.

"Perfect," she whispers.

All I can do is nod, because she is staring at me with this incomprehensible look, which is rare for me because I'm usually pretty good at reading looks.

"That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me," cue the blushing. I hope she doesn't see it in the dark.

"I should probably get going," I say, gesturing my head towards the apartment building I live in.

"Yeah, me too. Thanks for what you said, it was really nice of you," she admits, and inches forward towards me. I feel the touch of her lips on my cheek, and I swear to God my heart just fell out of my chest. I should probably find it before I head inside.

"No problem," I'm surprised I even got a word out.

Buffy's smiling as I get out of the car, and all I could think of as she drives off is that I owe Willow and Kennedy big time. Maybe I could get them a new sex toy?