Chapter 3

Spike and Oz sat strumming their guitars waiting for the other two to arrive. They were always 'fashionably late' as they liked to call it. Truth was, they spent most of their time chasing girls or looking in a mirror. Good old Xander and Doyle.

"Hey hey." Xander said pushing Spike's bedroom door open.

He was shortly followed by Doyle who made it his life to interrogate the maid in Spike's house.

She was an oldish lady who had looked after Spike when he was young, so she was kinda like a mother to him.

"Your dad let us in." Doyle said and sat down.

Spike passed the guys each a beer and placed down their guitars.

"So, seen much of the new girl next door?" Doyle teased.

"I saw her a few minutes ago; she's coming to the Halloween party."

Spike smirked a little and the others laughed and poked him teasingly.

At the Halloween party…

"Oh fuck." Oz hissed.

"Sup man?" Spike asked walking over to his best friend and placing his guitar down.

"The AMP, it's knackered."

"Do we have another?"

"Nope. Afraid not mate."

"Okay, well I have at mine so I'll go get it."

"Be quick man."

Spike took his keys out of his pocket and went.

Spike rushed home and went to his bedroom, he picked up his AMP; and then left.

Back at the party, Buffy sat alone wondering where Spike was.

Since she was new to the town, she didn't know anybody. She was just about to leave when she saw a familiar looking blonde walk in, Spike.

"Hey." She said walking over to him, he looked busy.

"Buffy, hey. Listen I can't really talk, we're having major problems with the Amps. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I'll just go… and sit by myself." She said, not meaning to sound the way it came out.

"Listen, I'll be a minute chaining the amps. Stay here okay?" he pattered her on the arm and left carrying the large amp I two hands.

"Is that her?" Doyle asked when Spike came on stage with the amp. He nodded smiling in her direction.

"She's cute."

"Yeah, she is."

The guys quickly changed the amps around, tuned up their instruments, and spike soon bounced back in Buffy's direction.

"Hey, sorry." he said standing beside the young blonde.

"It's okay."

"Drink?" Spike asked.

"Yeah, thanks." The two stood their in silence that felt like forever.

"So?" Buffy said breaking it.

"Yeah."

"You enjoy your guy's night last night?"

"Yeah, it was okay."

"Good."

"Nice costume." Spike said.

"What costume? This is what I normally wear."

"Really?" spike laughed.

"Are you taking the mick?" she slapped him causing him to laugh more.

"Maybe, what you going to do about it Miss Summers?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Yeah, I would actually." They both laughed looking into each other's eyes.

"If you wana go back stage you could show me then." Spike said, Buffy laughed more and slapped him again, playfully.

Spike was really enjoying himself at that point; he hadn't been in the company of a girl for a long time. It was soon spoilt by Oz waving him over for the band to start.

"I have to go." He said and winked leaving the young blonde standing alone once more.