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Summary:
Buffy and Faith are identical twin sisters - Faith got kicked out of school last year and sent to boarding school and Spike's the new guy in town-
Buffy and Spike hate each other with a passion - so when Faith comes home and gets her kicks by pretending to be Buffy, wackiness ensues.
Rating: PG
13
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Disclaimer
: These characters belong to Joss Whedon and whomever else he sells them to, I'm
just borrowing them for a while.
Timeframe:
AU: the gang are in their last year of school
Beta:
*Emi* thanks as always
Chapter 2 - Aftermath
"Hey Buff how ya feelin'?" Buffy looks up, eyes bleary from sleeping to see Faith staring down at her.
"Better...the rooms not spinning which is always a plus."
"True. Hey B I'm just gonna head over to James' see what's going down."
"Ok say hi to Jamesy for me!"
Faith gave her a glare as she disappeared out the door. James was her gay best friend and having to go to boarding school meant she never saw him; but Buffy could see him whenever. It was just another thing she held against her twin.
She glanced at her clock.
*Shit I'm supposed to meet Willow for mochas in an hour*
^_^
An hour and 15 minutes later...
"Buffy" a sleek English accent purred from behind her
"What do you want Spike? A lame ass sparring contest. I swear you get off on those"
"I swear you do too; but then by now I would of thought you knew what I got off on" he purred and moved in closer to her.
She could smell him, tobacco and aftershave. He smells deeply masculine. The scent wafts deliciously up her nose and gets under her skin. She wants to taste him.
*Eww its Spike...I am so obviously still ill.*
"Spike i barely know you let alone what you get off on."
"You shouldn't sleep with people you barely know pet. It can have dangerous consequences. Oops should of thought about that last night then shouldn't we." he almost hissed obviously getting agitated now.
*Sleep with? I didn't sleep with Spike?*
"And you disappeared this morning without so much as a word. Summers you really are a mystery. Not that I wouldn't enjoy working you out" he added with smirk and a brush of his hand across the bare skin above her breasts.
* SLEEP. WITH. SPIKE. I mean I didn't. I mean I don't want to. Bad Buffy. Think coherently. Don't get lost in his accent. His scent. His abs... BAD BUFFY. Hang on he thinks I slept with him?!?*
"Spike what are you babbling about I didn't leave the house last night. Let alone touch you with a 10 foot barge pole."
"Oh don't pretend; what your not drunk now so I'm not good enough for you? You seemed to like it well enough last night. Last Night you couldn't get enough of me."
*Faith...I am sooo going to kill her.*
"Spike. It. wasn't. me." she spat through her teeth. "It was my evil twin."
"Ha ha. Very bloody funny Summers."
*Faith. Slept with Spike, pretending to be me. I hate her. I hate him.*
"No" She spoke through gritted teeth. "You slept with my twin sister Faith."
Spikes eyes widen.
"Buffy, I've been at school with you for a year. Surely I would know if you had a twin sis."
"Was I smoking? Drinking? Ahh that would be Faith. She got chucked out of school last year and goes to boarding school. Ask around. Ask anyone. Its true, you slept with my skanky ho of a twin sister. Not me. And you are so never going there."
"Fine." And with a sweep of his black coat he stalked off down the street.
*I. Hate. Faith...*
^_^
"Hey Buffy. How your feeling?"
"Better thanks, except I just ran into Spike and he seems to think I had sex with him last night which I couldn't of because I didn't leave the house all last night so I am figuring Faith jumped his bones last night and all of this is so giving me a wiggins"
"Breathe, Buffy" smiled Willow, but it quickly turned into a frown. "But you were out last night with us at the Bronze - watching Oz's band. remember?"
"No that again would of been Faith. Who seems to have got her kicks pretending to be me."
"Oh!" said Willow her eyes getting wide. "OH, Buffy I'm sorry. I should of known. I'm a bad friend."
"No its not your fault...I'm going to kill Faith."
"Hey B, what's up?"
"Faith lets go home. NOW"
^_^
Spike wanders the town, kicking his heels in the dust.
Chain-smoking.
He thought he had what he'd been dreaming of this past year; to have it taken away from him again was killing him...
*I don't mind any more...'cause now my mind is wasted on a dream* -Urge Overkill Take a Walk
