Title: Broken Securities

Author: Julesters aka me

Rating: PG to PG13ish

Setting: AU, seeing that they're all human ). Story takes place in senior year at Sunnydale High

Summary: Buffy's just moved to Sunnydale from Los Angeles. She's in for one crappy senior year. For one thing this guy named Spike is seriously getting on her nerves... but she can't help being a little bit attracted to him. Then her mother has to make it worse by sending her to live with him and his father, Giles for a few weeks.


Chapter One
Hellish First Day

"So that's the school,"Buffy said, obviously unimpressed.

"Yup, that's it," Willow replied.

Of all places, why did she have to move here? Especially during senior year. Sunnydale was boring, small, and way too far away from real civilization. Well, at least Buffy had made some friends on her first day. Willow, who seemed kind of shy at first, was turning out to be really nice. Xander was the guy who always wisecracked at almost everything, but he always made Buffy smile. Cordelia, Xander's girlfriend, was rich and a little rude. Still, she was nice. Willow told Buffy that Cordelia used to be the most popular girl in school, until she fell for Xander. Then there was Oz, the really cool guy who played guitar in a band. He was very stoic. He didn't say much but when he did it was also concise and to the point. He was Willow's boyfriend. Not that she was trying to offend Willow, but Oz didn't seem like the kind of guy to date a smart computer-whiz like her.

"That's why he's so cool," Willow said, beaming. "He's so deep, you know? And he's in a band. Dingoes Ate My Baby."

"Dingoes Ate My Baby?" Buffy raised her eyebrows.

"That's the name of the band."

"Nice name," Buffy commented. Her green eyes wandered around and landed on a guy with bleach blonde hair, a leather jacket, and piercing blue eyes. They locked gazes, and then Buffy quickly turned away. "Who's that?" she asked, casually pointing in the guy's direction.

Willow made a face. "Oh that's Spike. His real name is William, but nobody calls him that except for the teachers. He's like the bad boy. He's really mean."

Buffy glanced over at him again. "He's cute."

"Cute! That's a definite understatement. He's like… hottie of the millennium!" Buffy raised her eyebrows. Willow smiled sheepishly and then continued, "Yeah, I used to have a crush on him."

"You did?" Buffy said, smiling at the redhead.

Willow blushed. "It wasn't anything serious." Buffy kept on grinning at her. "What? Every girl has had a crush on him. Any girl would really lucky to be his girlfriend."

"Does he have one?" Buffy asked casually.

Willow shrugged. "Well, sometimes. He used to go out with this girl named Drusilla. She was a total insane-o. And he's had this on and off relationship with Harmony Kendall. But he's not officially dating anyone as of now." Willow saw the dreamy expression on Buffy's face. "I wouldn't think about him much."

"Think about who?" Oz had caught up with them. He swung an arm around Willow's shoulders.

"Spike," Willow said plainly.

"Ahh… Spike." Oz kissed Willow on the cheek. "You like me better, right?"

Willow giggled. "I don't like Spike anymore!" She kissed him on the lips. "I like you a million billion times better."

Buffy inhaled and tried to ignore the pair. She turned and saw Xander running up to them. "Oh! Xander!" she said. "Hey! Just the person I wanted to see."

"Really now?"

Buffy laughed. "Just trying to get away from these two." Willow and Oz were now beside her and kissing. She glanced at them and quickly looked back at Xander. "So how are you?"

"Looking for Cordy. Have you seen her?"

"Cordy? Oh, Cordelia?" Buffy felt that loneliness coming back. Everyone was paired off except for her. Well then again she had just come to Sunnydale High School. It wasn't like she was going to meet her soul mate on the first day.

"Class starts in a couple minutes. Better get going," Xander said. He tapped Oz on the shoulder. "Um… you two should stop. Really."


Buffy yawned. She had never been very interested in math, and she wasn't about to start now. She tapped her pencil on the desk and sighed. Even the classes at Sunnydale were more boring than the ones at her old school, if that was even possible.

"Hey," whispered a brown-haired girl. "Don't do that. It's annoying. Besides, it'll piss the teacher off."

"Oh. Sorry." Buffy put her pencil down. "I'm just… bored I guess."

"You're new, right?"

Buffy nodded. "Yep. I'm new girl."

"I'm Anya," the girl said.

"Buffy," Buffy replied. "That's my name," she added, noticing Anya's look of confusion.

"Oh. That's a weird name," Anya remarked.

"Thanks," Buffy said sarcastically.

"Any time."

Buffy was very relieved when math was over. It wasn't so much the class that was boring her. It was Anya being very annoying with her literalness. It was almost as if she every single word that crossed her mind.

"Hey!" an unfamiliar voice called from behind her. She turned around. Her eyes widened just a little. It was Spike, the guy she had seen in the morning. He was wearing a black shirt, blue jeans, and he still had on that longleather jacket.

"You're the new girl."

"Uh huh. What do you want?" she asked, a little colder than she meant.

Spike was a little thrown back at her reaction to him. "Just wanted to—"

"What? Did you think I'd be attracted to you or something? I'm not like other girls, you know. I'm not going to fall for the whole… bad boy image you've got going on there. See I really haven't been having the best day. And it would really do me well if you leave me alone."

"Well fine. See if I give a bloody damn." Spike turned around and started walking away.

Buffy then realized that he was English.

"Oh and nice accent by the way. Women just love a good accent, don't they?" she continued ironically.

He turned back and glared at her. "Bloody hell, woman. Don't get your knickers twisted."

Buffy just stared blankly back at him. "What? Twisted knickers? What the hell does that mean?"

"That's for me to know, and you to find out, Sweetheart."

"Don't call me Sweetheart."

Spike smirked. "What should I call you then? Pet, love, goldilocks? God, I love your hair." He looked her up and down. "The rest of the package isn't bad either."

"Shut up."

They hadn't even noticed that they'd been edging closer to each other. They were so close now that their faces were only inches apart.

Spike grabbed her by the shoulders. "I'll be seeing you, Ms. Summers."

"How do you know my name?"

He gave her a devious grin. "I've done my research." Then he let go of her and turned away from her. He walked away, and then held one hand up. "See you later, Goldilocks."

Buffy stood there, fuming. "Stupid English guy."

Suddenly someone tapped her on the shoulder. She jumped a little and turned around, finding her face to face with possibly one of the most gorgeous guys she'd ever seen in her life. He was tall, dark, and handsome with brown hair that kind of stuck up and deep brown eyes. She hadn't even noticed she was gaping up at him with her mouth slightly open.

"Was he bothering you?"

"Wh-what?"

"Spike," the guy said. "He can be a serious asshole some— actually all the time."

Buffy laughed. "Um, yeah."

"You're new, aren't you?"

She smiled. This guy was much more likable than Spike. "Buffy."

"Angel."

She raised her eyebrows just a little. "Pretty name."

"Better than my real name," he laughed.

"Cool. So…" she said casually. "Do you happen to… have a girl whom you share close relations to?"

"Do I have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah. That would be the short version."

"No," he replied. "I don't. Why… are you interested?"

She gave him an innocent smile. "Could be."

They gazed at one another for a short moment, and then Buffy said in a soft voice, "I'll see you then." Flashing him another smile, she turned and walked away.

Angel was definitely someone she wanted to be seeing around more.

But this little nagging voice in the back of her mind was asking, "What about Spike?" She tried to shake the voice off. She was NOT interested in Spike. In fact, she'd really like to give his ass a good kick. "Oh I bet you do," the voice said naughtily. "I'd bet you REALLY want to just take that ass and—" Buffy shook her head. She was definitely going crazy.

Buffy opened the door to her house and slung her backpack on the floor. She sighed and started heading upstairs when a sight in the living room made her stop short before she reached the steps.

"Mom?" She said with disbelief. Joyce was making out with some guy in the living room. "Oh ugh… scarred for life."

Joyce pulled away from the man. He was well… very good looking for an old guy. He had glasses and he wore a suit. There was a rugged handsomeness that reminded her of Spike…

"Hi Honey! Um, this is Rupert Giles. He's the librarian of your new school."

Giles extended a hand. "Nice to meet you, Buffy. I've heard a lot about you." Buffy didn't take it, so he drew it back. She noticed he had an English accent. What was with all these English people here anyway?

"And how long have you two known each other?" she asked her mom.

"Um… well…" Joyce started. "A few days."

"A few days? How did I not know about this?"

"We met when I was visiting your school for information. He's the one who persuaded me to send you to Sunnydale High."

Buffy gave him a very fake smile. "Oh thank you just so very much," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Well," he replied. "I'm quite sure you will learn to love the school."

"Oh I'm sure I will!" she said in the same fake, bright voice.

Joyce gave her daughter a look and then smiled at Giles. "I'm sorry. Buffy's just having some trouble adjusting to the town." She turned back to Buffy. "Giles has a son here. You might want to meet him."

"His name is William," Giles said. "But he prefers Spike. Ridiculous really."

Buffy's jaw dropped. "You're kidding me! My mom is dating the father of the guy who's made this place an even more pain in my ass."

Giles wasn't really sure what to say. "Y-you met him? Well I'm sure he can seem very… irritating at first, but—"

"Yeah I know. All the ladies love him. Well not me." She sighed. "Look, I've had a crappy day. I'm sorry. You all continue your fun make-out session. I'm going to crash."

"Wait, Buffy," Joyce called to her before she could reach the stairs.

"What?" she replied exasperatedly.

"We kind of…" Joyce looked incredibly guilty. " Mr. Giles and I have been discussing and we decided that… you'll be living with him and Spike for the next few weeks."

Buffy was about to explode.

"I'm going back to Los Angeles these next few weeks," her mother continued. "I have a few things to finish up there. I thought it would be best if you stayed with Giles."

"Oh," Buffy said, lost at words.

"I'm leaving tomorrow… so I was thinking maybe you could go home with Giles today. Is that all right?"

Buffy wanted to cry. "Sure. Sure," she sighed. "Ruin my life even more."

Oh her senior year was going to be one, long, torturing trip in hell…


Yessum I decided to write an all human ficcy... and it's going to be Spuffy. Noo there's not going to be much Buffy/Angel. Maybe a little bit at first. Just read! Hope you like it. Reviews would be much appreciated )

Julia