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Buffy sat down at
her usual cafeteria table, glancing around for any sign of bleached hair. They
had decided they�d sit together for a couple minutes at lunch, just long enough
to get the rumor mill turning, and the thought of it had Buffy�s stomach in
knots. What were people going to say when they saw her sitting with Spike?

She really, really
hoped his jealousy plan was on the money. Otherwise, she might end up
irrevocably ruining her reputation for no good reason at all.

She jumped when
she felt someone sit beside her, only to relax when she saw it was only her
best friend, Willow Rosenberg. Their other friend, Xander Harris, and his
girlfriend, Anya Jenkins, slid into the booth across from them. �Sheesh, Buffster, what has you
all jumpy?� Xander asked. �You just about flew out of the booth when Willow sat down.�

�Nothing, I�m
fine. Just fine. And dandy. Fine and dandy.�

Willow
frowned and turned towards Buffy. �Are you sure? Because that
didn�t sound overly convincing.�

Buffy sighed. She
might as well let her friends know what was really going on before�

�Hey
there, cutie? Miss me?�

It was too late,
because suddenly, Spike was there beside her, his arm around her and his lips
on hers. Buffy swore she could actually hear her friends� jaws hitting the
cafeteria table.

�Uh huh,� Buffy
replied, unable to keep herself from blushing. She was positive every eye in
the room was on her, and truthfully, she wasn�t being paranoid.

�I�m sorry I
can�t sit with you longer. Promised Clem I�d let him copy my homework before
seventh period. But I�m still driving you home after school, right?�

�Uh huh,� Buffy
said again.

�Good.� Spike
kissed her quickly before standing up. �I�ll see you this afternoon, baby.�

Buffy turned to
her friends once Spike was gone, blushing more as Willow and Xander stared, completely dumbfounded.

Anya was
inspecting her nails.

�Look, I know
what you�re all thinking��

�Personally, I�m
thinking it�s about time you and Spike did something about all that sexual
tension. It�s been driving me up the friggin� wall
for months now.�

Buffy�s eyes
widened. �Okay, I knew what you were all thinking except for Anya.� She
leaned in and whispered so no one but the people at her table could hear.
�Spike and I aren�t really dating, all right?�

�Then why were
you making with the smoochies?� Willow asked in a hissed whisper. �And what happened to
Angel? I�m your best friend! I should know this already! What�what about�y�know��

�Angel and I
broke up this weekend,� Buffy said, knowing what Willow was referring to but not willing to give any further
details at the moment. �But Spike�s helping me get him back.�

�By
macking on you in the lunch room?� Xander asked.

�He�s going to
help me make Angel jealous,� Buffy explained, deciding to leave it at that and
not elaborate further on her deal with Spike. She couldn�t bring herself to lie
to her friends completely about dating Spike, but she was also too embarrassed
to tell them about what had happened between her and Angel.

�That is the
single stupidest thing I have ever heard,� Anya announced, flopping against the
back of the booth. �And that�s saying a lot. I have to spend all day listening
to Xander.�

�Hey!� Xander
protested. �But she does sort of have a point. With the first part, I mean.
This doesn�t sound like a good idea.�

Buffy glanced
down at her tray and away from the wary eyes of her friends. �Look, I need to
get Angel back, all right? And this, well, this is the way to do it.�

�I�d say you�re
better off. Angel�s not very pleasantly shaped. And the two of you don�t really
make a very attractive couple. He makes you look overly tiny. Personally, I
think you fit better with Spike.�

�Anya!� Xander
exclaimed. �What have I said to you about being polite to people who have just
had their hearts broken?�

�I am being
polite!� Anya replied. �I�m trying to cheer her up by telling her why she
shouldn�t be so upset!�

�Ahn, that isn�t��

Buffy held up her
hand. �It�s okay, Xander. Really.�
She frowned at the lumpy masses of �food� on her tray. �I don�t think I�m very
hungry, though. I�m going to spend the rest of lunch in the library. Catching up on�something.�

Before any of her
friends could respond, Buffy rushed out of the cafeteria.

*** *** ***

�Wow, Spike, what
was that all about?�

Spike looked at
the red head across from him as he took a seat at the table where he normally sat,
most of his friends already gathered. �What was all what about, Vi?�

�I think she
means you shoving your tongue down that cheerleader�s throat. Geez, dude,
what�s your problem?�

Spike arched an
eyebrow and squared his gaze at the second girl to speak. �Didn�t you
try out for the cheerleading squad, Amy?�

�Only �cause my
mom made me,� Amy replied with a snort. �Not because I wanted to get noticed by
the oh so totally dreamy Captain of the
football team. And speaking of, isn�t she dating��

�No,� Spike said
sharply, cutting Amy off. �She�s not. She�s with me now.�

�So perfect
little Buffy Summers has lowered her standards,� snarked
Faith Lehane, leaning back in her chair, her booted
foot on the leg of the table. She bit into an apple, then
spoke with her mouth full. �Personally, I say go, Spike. Tap that vulnerable
rebound ass.�

�It�s not like
that,� Spike said, although a little voice inside his head said given how he�d
manipulated her into this arrangement, it was exactly like that.

�Well, I had
Buffy for a lab partner once and I thought she was a very nice girl,� Clem
piped up, giving his friend a thumbs up. �Good job, Spike.�

�Yeah, I think
Buffy�s all right,� a small man with dark blue hair seated next to Clem said
with a shrug. �She doesn�t really hang with the rest of the jock squad anyway.�

Spike smiled.
�Thanks Clem, Oz.�

�Whatever,� said
the man with his arm around Amy. �You bang the
cheerleaders under the bleachers, Spike. You don�t make out with them in the
cafeteria. That�s not what they�re for.�

�You�re an
asshole, Devon,� Spike replied. �Truly, just a
blot upon the male name.�

�I�m gonna have
to go with Dev on this one, Spike,� Amy said. �She�s not worth it.�

Spike started to
retort when he saw Buffy get up and run away from her table. He took a piece of
paper out of his backpack and shoved it over to Clem. �Make sure you get this
back to me before class,� he said before he got up and jogged after Buffy.

He caught up with
her in the hallway before the library. �Buffy, wait,� he
said, grateful when she turned around, even if she immediately glared at him.

�What do you
want, Spike?�

�I saw you run
out of the cafeteria. I was worried about you.�

�Well, I�m fine,�
Buffy snapped.

�You don�t look
fine. You look upset.�

�I am upset!�
Buffy declared, throwing up her hands.

�You just said
you were fine.�

�I�m�� She
lowered her voice and dropped her arms back to her side. �I got dumped this
weekend, Spike. That alone leads to �upset.� And now
my friends are getting on me for this thing with you, even when I explained to
them it was just to make Angel jealous.�

�You told them
that?�

�Well, yeah. If I
let them think I�d actually sink so low as to date you, they�d probably
lock me up in the loony bin,� Buffy replied with a snort.

Spike�s jaw
ticked, but he fought to keep his anger in check. He wouldn�t get what he
wanted from Buffy if he kept yelling at her. Whatever that thing he wanted may
be�

�Sod your
friends, Buffy. It�s your life, and it doesn�t really matter what they think.�

�But they�re right!
God, Spike, this is the dumbest idea, ever. I should just go find Angel and
grovel.�

�And let him
humiliate you again?�

Spike watched as
tears started forming in her eyes and he sighed. �Look, pet, the plan�ll work better than you groveling. It�ll have him
groveling. So just give it a little more time, okay?�

�But it won�t
work, Spike. Even�even if we do manage to make him so jealous he wants me back,
once he does have me back, I�m still going to be completely horrible in bed,
and he�ll just dump me all over again.�

�You won�t be
horrible in bed. I already told you I�d teach you things.�

�What if I�m not
teachable?�

Spike couldn�t
stop himself from leering. �You seemed to be learning just fine on Sunday,
luv.�

Buffy wrinkled
her nose. �You�re a pig, Spike.�

�See, this is
what I don�t get with you, Buffy,� Spike said, thrusting his hand towards her.
�You tell me to teach you about sex, and then you get upset with me when I talk
about sex.�

�I�m just not
comfortable with it, all right?� Buffy said. �The whole subject just makes
me�nervous.�

�It�s nothing to
be afraid of, Summers.�

�Easy
for you to say. You don�t
have to have a foreign object invading your body,� Buffy said with a huff.

Spike frowned, her response so beyond what he�d expected her to
say � though he did suppose she had a point. �Okay, well� Be that as it may, we
can still work through your inhibitions, all right? Give me at least a little
time to try this before you call yourself hopeless?�

�You�re wasting
your time.�

Spike stepped
closer and brushed Buffy�s hair behind her ear. �Let me be the judge of that,
okay?�

Buffy felt her
pulse quicken at his touch. She could tell from the way he was looking at her
that he was going to kiss her again, and this time, absolutely no one was
around but them.

She ducked under
his arm and moved closer towards the library doors. �I actually do have some
studying to do. I�I completely forgot until this morning that I have a test in
my last period class today. I need to go�work on that.�

�Buffy�� Spike
said, his tone letting her know he wasn�t even coming close to buying her
excuse.

�Just�let me be alone right now, please? I�ll meet you after last bell,
and we�ll go home together. We can talk more then.�

Spike nodded,
deciding he could easily misstep if he pushed her more right then. �All right. Good luck with the�studying.�

Biting her lip,
Buffy nodded before she went into the library, the doors swinging behind her.

*** *** ***

Spike was waiting
for her in the parking lot when Buffy left the school that afternoon, leaning
against the passenger�s side door of his old, black beast of a car that Buffy
could never understood why he drove. Personally, she preferred cute, little
cars. This one was just so not her style.

Exactly like the
driver.

Spike grabbed her
around the waist as soon as she was close to him, lifting her off the ground to
kiss her. Buffy squealed in surprise, but kissed back, astonished to note that
Spike was strong enough to lift her up so easily. He�d always seemed
so�scrawny.

He smiled when he
put her back down, then winked, and Buffy blushed. It
embarrassed her when she realized she was getting worked up over a kiss from
Spike � which only made her blush more.

Spike chuckled at
her, but mercifully kept his mouth shut. Instead, he just opened the door for
her.

�Wow, you can be
a gentleman. Who knew?� Buffy teased lightly as she got into the car.

�I�d ask you to
keep that to yourself,� Spike replied with a smirk before shutting the door and
going around to the driver�s side.

Buffy was silent as
they left the school�s parking lot, though when Spike made a left turn instead
of the expected right, she got nervous. �Wait, what are you doing? Our
neighborhood is the other way.�

�We�re not going
straight home,� Spike told her, though he didn�t elaborate.

�But I want
to go straight home.�

Spike shook his
head. �Can�t. We�ve got an important errand to run.�

�Uh�we do?� Buffy
didn�t like the sound of that at all. She crossed her arms over her chest.
�Spike, tell me where you�re taking me now.�

�Nope.�

�Then let me out
of the car.�

�Again,
no. Just sit over there, shut
your gob for once in your life, and trust me.�

�I�d have to be
insane to trust you.�

�And yet, here
you are, in my car, pretending to be my girlfriend.�

Buffy opened her
mouth to retort, but nothing came out. He had her there�

She leaned back
in the seat, pouting. She�d let Spike take her wherever it was he had in mind.

But she wasn�t
going to like it.

*** *** ***

I am trying to
get over this block. I am. I even wrote a little today. Hopefully I�ll be back
into the swing of things soon. If my carpal tunnel syndrome lets me, that is�
*sigh*
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