All through chemistry, which Buffy had with Willow, Tara, and Xander, Buffy thought about Spike. The way their bodies melded together, the way his body felt against hers, the way his sculpted chest…"Buffy, Buffy, wake up." Willow whispered, jabbing her pen in Buffy's side.

"Huh?" Buffy asked, blinking rapidly.

"Class is over. You slept through all of it." Willow stood up and gathered her things.

"Oh. Oops." Buffy smiled. She stood up and gathered her things. "How was it?"

"It was chemistry." They walked out the door and into the bustling hallway. "Did Spike keep you up too late last night?"

Buffy play-shoved her sister, "No. I just don't like science. Any of it."

"What else is new?" Willow sighed.

Buffy looked down the hall, "Speaking of Spike, here he comes." She turned her attention to her locker. She opened it and put her books up.

Spike came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the top of her head, "Hey Goldilocks."

"Hey." She rested her hands on top of his. "Where you off to?"

"Chemistry AP." Spike sighed. He let go of her and leaned against the locker next to it.

Willow shut her locker, "We just came from there. Only, it was Chem I."

"Please tell me Dr. Gregory's in a good mood." he begged.

"Sorry honey." Buffy shut her locker. "Xander placed a whoopee cushion in his chair."

"I'm gonna kill the whelp." Spike growled.

"Buff, we gotta go. Study Hall, library, let's go." Willow stated.

Buffy kissed Spike's cheek, "Be a good boy." With that, the twins walked toward the library and Spike headed to Dr. Gregory's room.

The twins were almost to the library when her phone started playing 'Somebody's Watching Me.' "Holy shit!" Buffy exclaimed.

"Who is it?" Willow asked.

"The Watcher's Council. Tell Mr. Giles I went to the bathroom."

Willow nodded, "Okay." She walked into the library.

Buffy went into the empty locker room and answered her phone, "Buffy Summers here."

"Ah, Miss Summers, how are you?" Quinten Travers said on the other line.

"Pretty good, thank you Mr. Travers."

"Now, down to business."

"Of course. What is it you wanted?"

"To tell you that you have a new watcher. Stationed right there in Sunnydale."

Buffy was surprised, "Oh? And his name is?"

"Rupert Giles. He is-"

"The high school librarian." Buffy cut him off.

"Why, yes. He is."

"Alright. Does he know I'm here?"

"Yes. He was informed as soon as we found out that you moved."

Buffy blushed, "Oh, right, sorry. I didn't mean to just up and leave without telling you that I had to move."

"It's quite alright. It's a good thing we had y our cell phone number. May I have your regular phone?"

"Sure. 555-9703. Now I must go, or my teacher will send a search party."

"Of course, of course. You'll be in touch?"

"Of course. Goodbye Mr. Travers."

"So long Miss Summers."

Buffy hung up and stuck her cell back in her bag. She reapplied her lipstick, realizing the majority of it must be on Spike's lips and neck. She walked out of the bathroom and into the library. Willow was waving for Buffy to come with her. Buffy shook her head and walked into Mr. Giles' office. She closed the door and accidentally startled him. He turned around, "Oh! Buffy Summers I presume."

Buffy nodded, "That's my name."

"I supposed Quinten called you?"

"Yes sir."

"Please, call me Giles."

Buffy nodded, "Alright."

Giles stood, "Now, we should train today. After school."

"Okay."

Lunch time rolled by and Buffy headed to the cafeteria, Willowless. Since Buffy was exiled form the popular crowd, Willow wasn't allowed to sit with her at lunch. Stupid caste system, Buffy thought bitterly.

"Hey Buffy! Over here!" Xander waved.

Buffy smiled and walked over, "Hey guys." She pulled out a chair, sat her plate down, and then sat down.

"Did you enjoy chemistry?" Xander asked with a big grin on his face.

"Yes. Of course, I slept through all of the class. Except for the whoopee cushion incident." she bit off a piece of her pretzel.

"I c-can't believe you d-did that." Tara shook her head.

Anya, completely ignoring what was being said, smiled, "She was having Spike sex dreams."

"Who's having me sex dreams?" Buffy's face paled as she heard Spike's voice behind her.

Before anyone could stop her, Anya opened her mouth, "Buffy is."

Spike sat next to Buffy, "Really love? Well then, feel free to make your dreams come true."

Buffy smacked his arm and stole one of his fries, "You're a pig Spike."

"But you love him anyway." Xander said.

"Okay! Subject change!"

"Guess what's going on next Saturday." Anya started.

"What?" Tara asked.

"The Halloween Dance!" Anya exclaimed. "Guys ask girls."

Spike turned to Buffy, "Wanna go?"

"Sure."

"Ahn, would you go to the Halloween dance with me?" Xander asked.

"Of course." Anya replied.

Buffy looked at Tara, "Are you going to ask someone?"

Tara thought of Willow and blushed, "I h-have someone in m-mind. But I d-don't think so."

Buffy smiled, "I think you should ask the person you're thinking of."

"We're not exactly in the same 'class.'" Tara explained.

Spike lifted Buffy onto his lap, "Screw class."

"I did and look what it got me. A great group of friends and a great boyfriend." she innocently kissed Spike.

Spike licked his lips, "Why do you taste like Starburst?"

"New lip gloss. Kiwi banana flavor." she replied, re-applying her lip gloss.

"Got any after school plans?" Xander asked.

Buffy nodded, "Training."

"With who?" Anya asked.

"My watcher. I found out last hour that Mr. Giles, the librarian, is a watcher. He wants to train with him after school." Buffy replied.

Xander nodded. The bell rang and the group stood up. "Remember, rehearsal at five over at Devon's." Xander called while walking away with Anya and Tara.