Over the next few days Buffy was shocked at the stories she heard about the V4. Then one day on their way out of the cafeteria someone bumped Willow right into Spike. "Watch it Red," He sneered as he threw her onto the floor.

"Apologize to Willow now," Buffy glared at him.

Spike seemed to size Buffy up then smirked when he said, "I never apologize for anything Luv," and walked away while Buffy helped Willow up.

"I can't believe him," Buffy slammed her book bag onto the table in the school library where Willow had gotten her a job.

"Please don't go after Spike because of me," Willow pleaded. "I'm not worth it."

"Yes you are. You are worth a hundred of him." Buffy hugged her friend.

"Sorry to interrupt," Giles cleared his throat, "but I was hoping for you to find time in your busy schedule to perhaps shelve some books for a change." Giles was the British librarian who believed that if they weren't working or finding a book they had no business being in his library. Most of the school population quietly agreed with him and never came in here.

"Sorry," Willow mumbled as she started for the 700s bookcase.

"Well I'm not." Buffy snapped, "but he will be." With a look from Giles she also began shelving.

"Did you see that birds face when she asked me to apologize?" Spike laughed sitting on the couch in the V4 lounge. "I almost hate to give her a red card to teach her a lesson. Almost. She'll learn soon enough who's in charge here."

Buffy was so distracted hunting for her chemistry book in her book bag that she missed the red piece of paper falling out of her locker to the floor, but the rest of the hallway saw and started chanting "Red Card. Red Card. Red Card."

"This can't be good," Buffy thought to herself as she started running to class. Inside her classroom she noticed her desk was missing. "Great."

"Looking for something?" One of the girls smirked, "I think the janitor took it out with the rest of the trash, maybe if it hadn't smelled so bad."

Buffy walked outside to find her desk, plotting revenge on everyone involved, but especially a certain blonde demon. "When I get my hands on him," She muttered. Suddenly she was bombarded from what seemed like every window in the school with eggs. Then some genius decided to pour flour over her. "That's It!" She screamed as she stormed off in the direction of the V4 Lounge.

She found Spike with a drink in his hand laughing at something Dru had just said.

"Come to admit defeat and beg for mercy. Sooner than I thought and you never struck me as the type to beg."

"I'm not" Buffy glared as she round-housed him flat onto the floor. "That is for giving me a red card and if anything else happens to me or Willow I will personally make sure that you get worse."

Dru and Darla gasped and then giggled as Buffy marched off.

"AHHHHH" Buffy screamed as she finally got to a secluded back stairway. "I can't believe that stupid, arrogant, stuck up jerk."

"Could you please scream a little quieter? You are ruining my nap." Angel sat up from the bench he had been laying on. Noticed the egg and flour mixture covering Buffy and handed her his handkerchief. "Problem in Home EC?"

"Problem with a Red Card,"

"Well the handkerchief won't do much. I suggest a full shower before it starts to harden."

"How can you be friends with that jerk?"

"He's been there for me when others have not. I owe him a great deal."

"Well the only thing I owe him is another punch in the face."

"Another punch?" Angel smiled. "I would have liked to have seen that."

"I thought you just said he was your friend."

"It's complicated." Angel walked away backwards into the shadows.