Imagine that life was perfect. It was normal. You were popular and happy. Everything was going your way until a new girl showed up.
That's how life was for Laney. She was a popular girl who's best friend was Cordelia Chase. Everything at Sunnydale...
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3rd Person's POV
Spike stands in his warehouse watching the video that he made one of the vampires take of Buffy's fight the other night.
"Here it comes..." He whispers then nods watching Buffy grab a sign and stick the vampire with the end of it, "Rewind that. Let's see that again."
The vampire rewinds the tape as Spike strolls around to another monitor.
Spike chuckles shaking his head, "She's tricky. Baby likes to play. You see that? The way she stakes him with that thing? That's what's called resourceful. Rewind it again."
The vampire plays the video once more as Spike and a group of vampires all stand and watch. Spike taps his chin and thinks for a moment.
"Where is the other one? The slayers little trainee."
"She wasn't around... she was distracted by a boy."
Spike raises an eyebrow looking over at the vampire completely fascinated, "A boy you say?"
The vampire nods, "It seems as if the two have been seen together more than a handful of times. It's suspected that they are in a relationship."
Spike gasps lowly as he begins to smirk, "The trainee has a boo... how adorable. I'll have to see for myself."
Drusilla comes from the other room just as Spike goes to pause the video, "Miss Edith needs her tea."
"C'mere, poodle." Spike holds his hand out to her.
Drusilla takes his hand smiling as Spike pulls her into his chest, "Do you love my insides? The parts you can't see?"
Two random vampires look at one another in slight fear as Drusilla and Spike hold one another as if they were the only two in the room.
"Eyeballs to entrails, my sweet. That's why I've got to study this Slayer. Once I know her I can kill her. And once I kill her you can have your run of Sunnyhell. Get strong again."
"Don't worry. Everything's switching. Outside to inside." She breathes at Spike's neck, "It makes her weak."
Spike gasps lowly suddenly more interested, "Really? Did my pet have a vision?"
"Do you know what I miss? Leeches."
Spike pouts playfully, "Come on, talk to Daddy. This thing that makes the Slayer weak? When is it?"
"Tomorrow."
Spike frowns, "Tomorrow's Halloween. Nothing happens on Halloween."
Drusilla shakes her head grinning, "Someone's come to change it all. Someone new."
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"I keep my heart inside a silver box There's never been a key to fit the lock
