Author's Note: What can I say? I love She's All That and I had to do this story after I saw Sarah Michelle Gellar in it. I hope you enjoy!

Buffy Summers causally walked into the cafeteria of the school that she was now spying in. She slowly looked to her left and then her right, checking for anything out of the normal—supernaturally, of course—she knew that nothing normal ever really happened at a High School. Especially one that was majorly obsessed with Prom Queen Posters.

Specifically, posters advocating for some girls named Taylor and Lainely as the 'right' choices for Prom Queen.

Buffy sighed and ran a hand through her blonde bangs. The rest of her hair was piled on top of her head today, but it still seemed frustrating to her.

This was definitely the last time she let Giles talk her into being spy.

She flashbacked to when Giles had called her into the library during her math class. At the time, she had been happy. Any way for her to get out of her daily Geometry lesson sounded good to her. She had arrived at the library relatively quickly and found Giles frowning at a newspaper. That was never a good sign.

"Hey Giles," She greeted, pulling up a chair to where he was sitting. "What's going on?"

Giles didn't answer. He adjusted his glasses as the frown increased.

"Earth to Giles," She said. "Giles, you there?"

Her Watcher looked up from the paper, a little startled.

"Ah Buffy," He muttered. "You're here."

"Yep!" Buffy exclaimed cheerfully. "So, what's up?"

"I need you to go check out this high school," He said in a daze, fixing his glasses once again.

"Ooh! Field Trip!" She yelled with fake enthusiasm and then she frowned. "Giles, seriously, do I have to go? What's wrong with this school? Are they on a Hellmouth too?"

"Heavens, no!" Giles exclaimed. "But, I've heard reports that there has been a lot of demon activity going on there."

Buffy sighed. She hated her own high school enough. There was no way she wanted to go to another one.

"Do I have to go? I have a date with Angel tonight . . ." Her voice trailed off and her eyes filled with sadness. She loved Angel—a lot—and she hated to miss her date with him.

"Buffy, you are the Slayer and it is your duty—"

"To stop demons, monsters, vampires, etc." She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I know Giles, you've only said it like five billion times."

"Well, it obviously bears repeating." He informed her. "You leave now."

"Now?" Buffy questioned. "But my mom and Angel—"

"I shall inform Angel and Willow will be covering for you with your mother." Giles began to push her towards the door. "I'm good friends with the principal so, you don't need to worry about how you're getting in." He shoved her out the library door. "The address is in your bag with your other slayer objects."

The door closed and Buffy stood out in the hall, wondering how the heck she got roped into this.

"Well," She sighed. "At least, I won't have to go to English today."

She headed towards the parking lot.

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