Chapter 2
"She's just amazing." Spike said to Oz, he regretted doing so because Xander and Doyle walked in. they always teased him about girls, and today was no exception.
"So, who we on about here then Spikey?" Xander asked rubbing his hair;
Spike grabbed the brunettes arm and twisted it. Doyle held his arms up in mock surrender for Spike to let go of Xander, he did.
"So, who are you on about?" Doyle asked sitting down with Xander. The two of them were like the same people, except Doyle was Irish.
"He's on about the new chick who's moved in next door to him."
A voice said from the door. All four boys turned around as Spike's dad walked in. he was wearing a suit, as usual, and his thin rimmed glasses. He had a habit of taking them off and cleaning then when in thought,
Spike and the others found it funny to just watch him do that.
"Dad. What you doing back so early?" spike said standing up to greet his dad.
"Just seeing how my son's doing." He said patting Oz on the head. Everyone thought of Oz, as the band pet. Even Giles, Spike's dad did.
"In other words you don't trust me with your club?"
"No, of course I trust you." The older man said sounding too sarcastic for Spike liking. He had always had troubles with his father since his mum passed, she had died when giving birth to William,
and so he had never known his mother.
"How you know about Buffy?" spike asked changing the subject.
"I went home first, she's a fine girl you have there." Giles pattered his son on the arm.
"She's not my girlfriend, she's just a friend." Spike stormed off leaving the others to watch after him.
Sitting in his room, Spike threw himself on the bed and closed his eyes. He couldn't get Buffy out of his head, he had tried everything but nothing worked.
Suddenly his phone rang, Spike picked it up moaning and answered it.
"Yeah?"
"Hey man," it was Oz. oz was the one he could tell most things to, although he was close to all three of them and generally got round to telling them all. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Spike said rubbing his face.
"Your dad's really pissing you off uh?" Oz asked.
"Yeah, he always does." Both men laughed.
"Listen, Spike. Can I come sleep at your tonight? Just a new kids moved in, and he really doesn't like me."
Spike often felt sorry for Oz, he had lost both of his parents.
Well, sort of, they had given him away when he was three and he had been living in a home ever since. Sometimes new kids would come in and Oz didn't want to be there when they did.
He found it hard to let a person in, maybe that's why he and Spike got along so much.
"Yeah sure man, just bring your guitar."
""Thanks man, hey, why don't you invite Xander and Irish and we could have a propa night. Maybe get drunk?"
"Yes I will supply alcohol Oz." spike said laughing at his friends hint.
"Okay. I'll cya in five man." Oz hung up.
Spike shut the front door behind him quietly, he didn't really want to talk to his dad,
and it probably would just end up in a fight like it always did.
Spike tried to get along with the old man, but the way he spoke to him made it real hard to.
"Hey you." Someone said walking over to him. It was Buffy.
"Hey." He replied back, smiling.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, well, sort of."
"Why, wana talk?"
"No, it's okay. Just my dad's back in town." They both laughed, Buffy knew exactly what he meant, and she found it hard to talk to her dad sometimes. He was too protective.
"So, where you off to? If you don't mind me asking of course."
Spike laughed.
"I'm off to buy some beer for me and the lads, and then to pick Oz up.
And you can ask me anything." Buffy smiled and blushed a deep shade of red.
"Oh god, I'm bushing. Just forget that I'm blushing okay?"
"Okay."
"I best let you get off then." Buffy said looking disappointed. Spike knew how she was feeling.
"Wana come with?"
"Nah, I probably shouldn't. I'll see you around." she held out her hand and Spike took it.
"Hey, listen. There's a Halloween thing going on at the Bronze, at the weekend, you should come."
"I should." She smiled; Spike watched her go and then got into his car and left.