A/N : I am sorry for not updating this story for such a long time.
Last April I met James Marsters and ever since I felt too distanced from Spike. Simply couldn't call up image 'Spike' anymore.
But thanks to the last Halloween where I met him again I swapped right back into Spike mode because of something he did in a photo shoot with me.
Totally could imagine Spike/Dawn again.
I'm back… so sit back and read, review ;)

A few days passed by. Dawn went to school, made her homework.
Got stuck on the bored usual. But it kept her going.

"You have been really quiet. Is something wrong?" Melinda wanted to know as they walked down the school hall.

Where would he be? Haven't even seen him around Buffy lately.

"It's not that dumb Nancy you're worrying about, is it? She is such a skank…
With the gossiping and all. You know with James? Right, well she's totally trying to… are you even listening?"

Wonder if he's still thinking about me…

Dawn gazed in front of her and snapped finally snapped out of her own world when Melinda tapped her on the shoulder.

"Sorry, just been a lot on my mind lately. What about James?"

"Yeah , what about James? Haven't heard you about him for a while now. Or are you into this blonde dude now?" Dawn laughed and waved it away.

"Of course not…"

"Oh lookie who we have there" Melinda pointed. Dawn's eyes followed Melinda's finger until her eyes met James' eyes.

"Hello Dawn," he greeted her.

"I'll be in the cafeteria, ok?" Melinda excused as she winked to Dawn.

Dawn nodded to her.
"Sure!"

"So… I was kind of wondering why you haven't spoken to me since the party" James said.

Dawn felt a blush creeping upon her face at the memory of the party.
"Well… I'm sorry. Things got a little complicated. I meant to talk to you" She smiled apologizing.

"At the party you gave me the impression that you… might like me" James shyly started.

"Yes. I do…"

"Well, I thought maybe we could go out for some ice cream some time"

Maybe I should… Why not forget about Spike for a while…
"Eerr ok.. why not?"

"Cool!" The insecure look in his eyes finally dropped. "How about this Friday?"

"Friday is good.."

"Cool. So, it's a date?"

"Yes"

James shyly smiled.
"Guess I'll meet you Friday. Can I pick you up at seven?" He asked as he walked away backwards.

Dawn nodded and caught herself smiling. Maybe he's less complicated…, she thought.
That wouldn't be so bad for me now…

Spike was tossing and turning in his bed. He needed to catch some sleep on this hour of the afternoon, but he kept hearing Dawn's voice.
He wasn't sure if it was in between his dreams or her thoughts.
There was something about him… about ice-cream… about complication? He couldn't make out the whole thing.
He turned again, kept his eyes closed.
There she was again… Spike… forget… Buffy… back… love…
He sat up. Why was he only hearing these bits?