"Everybody, I would like to introduce you to Miss Buffy Summers." Mr. Green said pointing over to Buffy in the corner. She blushed slightly. "Buffy is a sophmore this year in school and will be joining us in our junior class. Why don't you tell us a little about yourself?" His green eyes bored into hers

"Can I pass on that?" She inquired a little rudely. She hated standing up in front of people.

"What's the matter the poor little freshmen can't even make a little introduction?" The blonde guy mocked.

"That's enough Mr. Giles." The teacher snapped. "Miss Summers, if you please?"

"Alright fine." She set her journal down upside down and stood up, brushing a blonde stray out of her hair. "I'm Buffy Summers, fifteen years old and I love to write. No I will show you anything because it's private. Some of my favorite authors include, Agatha Christie, Shakespeare, Shell Silverstien, and of course JK Rowling. I'm not into a lot of sports except swimming and there's really not a lot to say." She sat down quietly and took out a pencil and notebook, preparing to take notes.

"Thank you Miss Summers. We will be starting a unit on Dracula today and yes Mr. Giles."

"I was wondering what Miss Summers wrote." He looked her up and down. Buffy flushed out of pure frustration and glared at him. She hated him. She didn't even know him but didn't care…she hated him.

"It doesn't matter what I write." She said hotly.

"Back to our lesson. Who can tell me what one of the themes of Dracula is?" Nobody raised their hand. "Miss summers?"

"Well, vengeance is definitely one. Also Love is in a way a theme."

"You're correct. Would you care to elaborate on that?"

"Well…" she paused. Everybody was staring at her. "I wouldn't want to spoil it for the rest of the juniors."

"Fair enough." He moved behind his desk and lifted a box up onto his desk. "Can I have the first person from each row come up and pass the books back? Be careful though, these are brand new books. They should smell the same when I get back and look the same." He kept his gaze locked on Spike who feigned innocence. He tossed the book at Buffy who caught it with surprising ease and stowed it away in her book bag. The bell rang and she stood up, stowing everything away and checking her schedule.

"It looks like I have Chemistry next."

"What a coincidence so do I." Giles Jr. said keeping in step next to her.

"Well now I know who to avoid."

"What did I ever to do you?" She sped up. Buffy didn't want to talk to him

"Well, you insulted me, made fun of me and threw a book at me."

"I tossed that to you and if its anything to you, you caught it."

"Yeah, well I guess I was lucky that way. Why am I talking to you?"

"Because I'm sexy and irresistable?"

"You're so not my type." Buffy walked faster and left him behind, heading towards her Chemistry classroom. She searched around for the teacher and didn't see anybody but a young red-head in the teacher's desk. She guessed that the girl was about her age maybe older. She walked over to her. "Excuse me, I'm looking for Miss Rosenburg the substitute?"

"This is me. Hi, I'm Willow. Mr. Smith died earlier. I don't know much about it though, all I know is that I'm supposed to substitute until the real teacher gets here." Buffy looked at her doubtfully but nodded.

"Alright."

"We'll need to assign you a lab partner and the only person available for a partner is Mr. Randy Giles."

"Willow, I told you never to call me that." Randy strode in. "I prefer to be called Spike." Buffy snorted but turned it into a cough. "something funny, Buffy?"

"Well my first name is better than yours."

"Well what is it?"

"Elizabeth."

"whatever Buffy."

"Do I have to work with him?"

"Yes Miss Summers now take your spot in the back with Mr. Giles."

"Fine." She said shortly. Buffy took her stool and set it in the corner, leaning back against the wall. She took out her journal and started writing again. But now all she could think of was how 'Spike' sparked her anger.

AN: Here's the new chapter. Read and Review please. Thanks

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