Truth or Dare
I own nothing. Joss owns everything...but I own the story.
Your typical teeny-bopper story. Totally AU, everyone is human for now (heh heh). I know the boy next door, girl next door thing is very over done but I needed to get another fic out there. We'll see how this goes.
And now here's the story...
Tagline: It all started back in third grade. She was on his baseball team for the summer. He would pull her hair and she would make faces at him. It was love at first sight.
She was the not-so-popular girl in school. She did well in school. She was always on time for class. She was also a tomboy. She was the only girl allowed to play sports with the boys at lunch. She was Buffy Summers. Boys never paid much attention to her. She paid too much attention to them. It was the reason she played most of the sports she did, to get near the boys.
By the time she reached high school, Buffy never had a serious relationship with any boy. To be realistic neither had any of her friends, but it was the one thing she wanted more than anything. She was tired of being 'one of the guys'. She wanted to be noticed for the girl she was and the woman she was starting to become.
Buffy Summers just finished eleventh grade. She was going to be a Senior, but first...summer holidays. She spent most of her time with her best friends Willow Rosenburg and Alexander Harris, Xander for short. This summer was going to be a memorable one. Not because none of them had any plans but to hang out with each other the entire time, but because it was going to be the summer that changed Buffy's life.
Willow, Xander and Buffy would spend most of their time hanging out in Buffy's room and talking. The rest of their time was spent either at the mall or taking walks to the park near where Buffy lived. Every other Friday they would go to 'teen dances' that were held at the local night club known as The Bronze.
It was one particular Friday, at the Bronze that changed Buffy's life. It was the day she met him for the first time, again. It was like a scene from a movie. She looked up from her seat in the Bronze and glanced across the room. Her eyes were met with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. She gave a tiny smile, unsure of what to do. The blue eyes smiled back. Buffy blushed. This never happened to her. Eyes never smiled back at her. She never received attention from eyes before, unless they were attached to some boy who wanted to play baseball or football with her. She quickly looked away and stared intently at her drink in her hands. She glanced back up, shyly and the eyes were gone. Her eyes darted around the room to catch a glimpse of where the baby blues had gone, but they were nowhere to be found.
"Lookin' for me, luv?" A voice said coming up behind her.
Buffy turned around in her seat to find the eyes looking straight into hers. She was at a loss for words and only nodded in response.
"Would you like to dance?" Asked the eyes, now holding out a hand in her direction.
Still at a loss of words, Buffy moved her hand into the hand belonging to the eyes and stood. She was led onto the dance floor just as a slow song began. Panic rose in her as she thought of the nearness of the eyes.
"Do you have a name luv?" Buffy merely nodded. "Are you plannin' on tellin' me or do I have to guess?"
"B-Buffy." She whispered.
"Well B-Buffy. Name's William but my friends call me Spike." The eyes now had a name.
"Spike?" Buffy managed to expel from her mouth, questioning the odd nickname.
"Yeah, s'long story. Maybe for another night."
Buffy's mind raced, 'Another night? He already wants to see me again? Awesome!'
"You plan on seeing me again?" Buffy asked coyly.
"Well that all depends luv."
"On you. You want to see me again?" Spike smirked.
"Maybe." Buffy answered. 'Am I flirting? Since when do I flirt? Since this gorgeous guy with gorgeous blue eyes walked up to you and asked you to dance, that's when.'
"Glad to hear that pet." Buffy giggled at the sound of the nickname.
"What's so funny luv?"
"You talk funny. You're all 'pet' and 'luv'. It's neat. I like it."
"S'the way we talk where I'm from."
"Oh. Well I like it." Buffy said shyly, placing her cheek against his shoulder and holding him tighter for the rest of the song.
When the song ended, the two released each other and walked to sit down. Buffy led Spike to the table where Willow and Xander sat patiently (not so patiently in Xander's case) waiting for Buffy and her 'friend' to sit down with them.
"Buffy!" Willow exclaimed. "Who is your friend?"
"This is Spike." Buffy explained taking a seat next to Willow. "Spike, these are my best friends Willow and Xander."
"Cheers." Spike answered nodding his head in their direction.
"Cheers?" Xander scoffed.
"Xander..." Buffy warned. "Sorry Spike, Xander is sort of like my older brother and very protective. Xander, say hello like a nice person would." Buffy glared at him.
"Hello Spike. Make any wrong move and I'll pull out your rib cage and wear it as a hat."
"Ew. Xander! Really!" Buffy grimaced.
"Thanks for the imagery mate. I'll be sure to stay on your good side."
"So Spike, are you new in town?" Willow asked trying to avoid more confrontation from Xander.
"I used to live here but my family moved away. My dad wanted to move back here after my mom died and now here I am." Spike replied, sadness filling his eyes at the mention of his mom.
"I'm sorry." Willow whispered, looking down.
"No worries Red. It's been a year now. It's better." Spike touched her arm reassuringly.
"So..." Buffy said jumping out of her seat. "Who wants something to drink? I know I sure do."
"I could go for a soda." Willow agreed. "Xander, why don't you and I go get the drinks. We'll be right back." Xander had no time to respond before Willow grabbed his arm yanking him in the direction of the bar.
Buffy watched them leave and when she was sure that Xander was staying with Willow she turned back to Spike.
"So..." Spike said. "We've met before."
"I've seen you before."
"And I've seen you before. We saw each other, you came over, we danced and now...here we are."
"No. I used to play baseball with you when we were kids." Spike answered.
Buffy's faced scrunched as she tried to recall the memories of her younger years. Her eyes opened wide with realization when she remembered him...William...was now Spike. He looked so different. William had grown up. His hair was bleached. His glasses were gone. Gone was the geeky boy who played in right field. Here before her was Spike, and he was hot.
"You were little William?" Buffy tried to hold back a giggle.
"Yeah, I was geeky William...and I remember you Buffy Summers." Spike said with a grin.
"That I have, luv. So have you."
"Did you know who I was when you asked me to dance?"
"I had a hunch that I knew you. I didn't know for sure until you told me your name. I was hoping that you still lived here. You were the only memory I had of living here when I was younger."
Willow and Xander came back just in time to break the awkward tension between the two. Xander pushed his way in between where Buffy and Spike were sitting to give Buffy her Diet Coke.
"Here you go, Buff."
"Thanks Xander." She said still looking at Spike with wonder in her eyes.
"Um...did we interrupt something?" Willow asked shyly, placing Spike's drink in front of him. "I didn't know what you liked so I got you a Coke.
"Thanks Red." He said taking the drink but watching Buffy from the corner of his eye.
"You alright Buffy?" Willow questioned.
"Yes." Buffy said snapping out of her daze. "We were just talking is all. Thanks for the drinks."
"So Spike. Are you going to be staying here long?" Xander said, breaking the silence.
"Uh, yeah. I'm enrolled in Sunnydale High for the fall. I'll be graduatin' with you guys."
"So you're here for the summer too?" Buffy asked hopefully.
"Yeah, pet. I'm here for the summer." Spike settled his baby blues on her hazel ones.
"Who feels like dancing?" Willow piped up.
"I could go for a dance." Spike answered.
"Sure. Why not?" Buffy responded.
"Xander?" Willow asked.
"I think I'll stay here. Watch the drinks." Xander grumbled.
"Alright. I'll be right back." Willow said following Buffy and Spike to the dance floor.
As they reached the dance floor, the song changed from fast to slow. Willow felt like a third wheel and excused herself from the floor. Buffy and Spike stood awkward for a few seconds and decided it was best to stay there and enjoy the slow song before both of them had to head home for the night.
As the song ended, the two separated and made their way back to the table where Willow and Xander were waiting. Xander stared at the two with ire filling his eyes.
"It's getting late. We should get home." Xander said bluntly.
"It's only eleven o'clock Xander. It's still early." Willow replied.
"It's late and I'm tired. I want to go home."
"Well I guess we should go then." Buffy said with a defeated look. "I guess I'll be seeing you around then Spike."
"Buffy, do you have to go? I can drive you home if you want."
"That's sweet Spike, but I really should go with Xander and Willow. Here, let me give you my number and you can call me. We'll hang out this summer, okay?" Buffy said grabbing a pen from her purse. She wrote her name and number on Spike's hand.
"Alright. We'll hang out. I'll call you." He grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips kissing the back of it. "I'm so glad you never moved away." He whispered.
"Goodnight Spike. I'll wait for your call." Buffy said turning to walk to the door.
"Goodnight Buffy." He whispered as he watched her walk away.
This was definitely going to be an interesting summer.