Oh geez, oh geez, oh geez, oh geez… >.> Man, I wanna tell everyone what’s gunna’ happen so bad. This is a Spike/Faye fic, don’t worry, viciously have plenty to do with it. I can tell you the Julia IS coming back, but there’s a catch to that. Um… I will be using some of your terrific ideas, they’re such great ideas ^^, thankies! I already had plans for some of them but now I have even more and I get to make the story longer than I had intended ^^. Yippy, huh? Anyways, thank you peeps sooo much for those great reviews. I went and read them and right away I had to start writing, I just couldn’t resist even with some of the things that are going on right now, thanks a bunch!!!

Oh yeah, at one point in the story I will have to fast forward a few months, k?


Bebop High
By: Setryochi




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Another normal, ordinary, plain, boring day at Bebop High School. Nothing special, except for the pep-rally. Mostly everyone who didn’t have school spirit skipped it. Which was just what Spike planned to do. It was a beautiful, bright day; way spend it in a dim, crowded gym? Bah humbug!


“So when does the pep-rally start?” yawned Spike.


“It starts sixth period, but the teachers wont be teaching a whole lot. We should just leave now,” answer Vicious who sat across from Spike at the lunch table.


“You guys are going off for the rest of the day?” came a new voice.


Both Spike and Vicious looked up to see Faye leaning over the table with one hand on her hip and the other on the table top. Vicious eyed her from behind his white bangs that hung over his face.


“Yeah, what’s it to ya?” asked Spike leaning back in his chair to look up at her.


“I dunno’, I was just wondering.”


“Just wondering, huh?” asked Vicious throwing himself into the small talk.


“Yeah, have a problem?” Faye rolled her eyes.


“No, not at all.” Vicious sipped his cola.


Faye turned her attention back to Spike, “Do you think I could get a ride with you guys?” shae gave a small pout and tilted her head slightly.


“You’ll have to ask Vicious, it’s his car and he’s driving.” Spike shrugged amusement playing on his thin features as a smile slipped across his face.



Faye thought for a moment, “Well, could I get a ride with you?” her attention on Vicious now.


Vicious looked at her, he slowly looked at ALL of her, “Hm,” he mused, “Where did you need a ride to?” he questioned.


“Just over to the mall if that’s ok,” she shrugged her eyes wandering away from the table to look Vicious in the eyes.


He smirked, “that’s just where we were going to go,” he trailed off looking over to Spike smirking slightly. Spike leaned over wondering what Vicious was thinging.


“So I can get a ride?” Faye jumped excitedly and sat down next to Spike.


“What do I get in return?” asked Vicious.


Faye blinked, “What do you mean?”


“Well, for my labor of driving you to the mall,” he rested his chin on his hand lazily.


“But you said you were already going to the mall,” she looked at him in confusion.


“Spike here is paying me for the gas, the other guys are are throwing in their share, so what are you paying me?”


Faye sighed, she could give up lunch and give him that for gas money. Or she could eat lunch and forget the skirt she wanted.
Interrupting her thoughts Spike cut in, “Faye, could you get me another cola?” Spike held up the empty bottle meaning for her to throw it away.


Faye looked at him, “I’m not your maid-” she quieted, sighed frustrated, and took the empty bottle from his grasp. Spike smirked as he watched he walk away.


“What are you trying to get out of her?” Spike turned to Vicious.


“Nothing, just having some fun,” he shrugged.


“Look, I’ll give you the extra cash if you want that, but don’t make trouble for her.”


“You like her or something? She got something on you?” Vicious smirked, “What about Julia?” he grinned at that.


Spike looked away, then back to Vicious, “She’s nothing compared to Julia, don’t ever compare that wench to Julia!” Spike gritted his teeth, “Faye’s just not the type of person you want to mess with.” Spike calmed down, “Besides, what’s she got that you want?”


Vicious silently mused over Spike’s mood change in his head. It was really quite funny to see him go from one to another in a matter of seconds, which he rarely ever did. “She’s nice looking,” was all Vicious got out before Faye returned with Spike’s drink.


“Nice’n cold,” she set it down in front of him before taking a seat next to him.


Minutes passed by and nobody seemed to have anything to talk about. Well, before Faye broke it with a question, “Can I get the gas money to you another time? I’m short on cash right now,” she smiled innocently hoping to help her case.


Vicious looked at her and decided it would be ok, “Sure, but I want my money by Wedsnday.”


“Really?!” Faye burst with excitement. She jumped across the table and hugged Vicious tightly, “Thanks so much!”


Vicious looked to Spike with wide eyes over her shoulder. He looked disturbed but as soon as she pulled away he regained his composure.
Spike chuckled and sat back. “Oof!” he spat out as Faye smacked him in the chest.


“No thanks to you,” she flashed him a frown before turning on her heal, “I’ll be right back, I have to go put some stuff away.”


Spike looked at Vicious, “What are you planning on getting out of her?” he asked knowing Faye was out of earshot.


Vicious smirked, “She looks easy, but other than that, she just looks really good.” Vicious grinned.


Spike smiled, his eyebrow twitched but Vicious didn’t seem to notice. Vicious slurped up the rest of his and stood up, “I’m going to the car, when she gets back bring her out, I’ll be waiting, k?”


Spike nodded lazily and relaxed wondering what Julia might be doing right at the moment. ‘Hm, wonder what happened. Maybe it was a vacation or something. She didn’t seem to happy though, most likely wasn’t a vacation. Oh well, she said she’d be back, I’ll find out then.” Spike sighed and was brought back from la-la-land when Faye shouted in his ear. Spike growled and swatted her away.


“Where’s Vicious? Don’t tell me he went with out me!” faye began to panic.


“Calm down woman, he’s waiting in the car for us. Do you have your I.D. stamped to go off for lunch?”


“I… I.D.?” Faye stuttered, “Stamped?”


Spike sighed rubbing his temples irritably, “Didn’t you get it stamped?”


Faye looked around scuffing at the ground innocently, “Was I s’pose to?”


Spike grumbled, looked around, “C’mon!” he grabbed Faye’s arm and started dragging her through a crowd. They fought their way through and finally when they passed they turned the corner to head towards the parking lot.


“Here,” Spike flashed a card in front of Faye.


Faye’s eyes grew wide, “How’d you get that? I never seen you take it!”


Spike kept looking straight ahead, “Don’t worry how I got it, you’ll need it. Hers was stamped and she looks kind of like you, all you have to say is you cut and died your hair, ya’ got that?”


Faye sighed memorizing all the information on the card just incase. They reached the care in no time, they’d leave as soon as possible and go on their adventure to the mall. But first they’d have to escape school, and smuggle Faye out with them.


Faye and Spike squeezed into the front seat together with Vicious. Faye was put between them because neither guy was willing to be that close to each other and Spike complained that he liked window seats. They would have sat in the back but it was full of Vicious’ friends.


Vicious peeled over, he had a beautiful view if he looked down. Straight down her thin yellow tank top! He grinned, she had long sexy legs and C’s. He looked up and noticed the time, “Let’s go,” he mumbled and started to pull out.


Vicious slowed the car and stopped as the administrator leaned over to check their IDs.


“Let’s seem them,” he said waiting for them all to pull them out. Everyone pulled them out and showed them to him, he looked over all of them and studied them to make sure there was a stamp on each one. He looked at Faye’s, then at Faye, then back at her card. “You looked better before you cut it and died it,” he waved his hand in a motion to signal them to drive off. Faye grumbled huphing, “Why! Erm! That fat head! He knows nothing about true beauty!” she crossed her arms over her chest angrily.


Spike laughed, “That guy’s a riot!”


Vicious smiled, “Spike doesn’t seem to understand true beauty either.”


Both Faye and Spike at Vicious, but Vicious ignored them and kept his eyes on the road.


‘He seems so emotionless. I bet he’s really sweet though. He seems nice enough, but sometimes he gives me the shivers.’ Faye thought quietly to herself about the silent, white-haired man next to her.


‘Vicious seems to be trying to get on good side. Too bad she’s falling for it, oh well, she’ll find out sooner or later what kind of guy he is. He’s my best friend and all, but I have to admit the guy can really crush a girl.” Spike chuckled to himself thinking of how everyone of Vicious’ pick ups seemed to end badly.


‘Hm, she smells nice. I should probably be paying attention to the road right now though. I’ll have to talk to her when Spike’s not around, seems like he might ruin this one for me. He should be hung up on Julia right now, hehe.’ vicious smirked and continued driving.




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“Thanks for the ride!” Faye waved over her shoulder and started to walk away.


“Wait,” Vicious grabbed her hand.


Faye looked back a little worry written in her eyes.


“How will you get home?”


“Oh, I… Well…” Faye coughed.


Vicious smiled, “I’ll take you home when you’re ready.”


“Really?” Faye’s eyes lit up, “You’re so great! Spike, he’s so much more charming than you, how were you two ever friends?”


‘Sometimes I wonder that myself,’ thought Spike. Spike smiled wryly laughing sarcastically at her comment.


“Look, I have to go but I’ll, um… can I meet you in an hour at the pizza place in the food court?” asked Faye.


Vicious looked at her, “Well, um…” sigh, “Ok.”


Spike smirked pushing his hands into the pockets of his jeans.


Faye waved over her shoulder and walked away towards some clothing shops.




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Faye went into Rave looking for the skirt she had seen a while ago. She hoped, prayed, and crossed her fingers wanting badly for the skirt to still be there. She hastily walked towards the rack she had seen it at before. Thumbing though the clothes she looked frantically for the blue jean skirt with the flower pattern down the sides. “No, no… that’s not it,” sigh, “where is it?!” Faye looked around the store quickly, she spotted a clerk and waved her over.


“Yes? May I help you?” the blonde asked in a high pitched, bubbly voice.


“Yeah do you still have this one skirt? It has a flower patter down the sides of it, it comes about down to your knees and, um… It’s a blue jean skirt,” Faye looked around nervously.


“Hm,” the clerk looked around thinking, “No, I’m sorry, I don’t think we have it. We may have a few on the clearance rack, you may be able to find one in there.”


“Oh, ok…” Faye saddened.


“What size do you wear?” The clerk questioned.


Faye blushed, “I can look for it, thank you.” Faye began walking away to venture in the clearance rack.




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Faye sat on the floor near the rack. Her hair was a mess and her eyes seemed to droop with tiredness. She looked up at the clearance clothes hanging above her head, she grimaced and sunk even lower to the floor. She slowly lifted her arm to look at her wrist watch, putting it down she let her head hit the ground softly.


“WHAT?!” Faye got up checking her watch again, “Oh no!”


She took off running out of the store to scramble towards the pizza place. ‘Why does this always happen to meee?’ she thought as she ran through the mall without the skirt she had gone to buy. She turned the corner without looking and bumped into someone. “Oof!” She fell landing on her butt harshly. She opened her squinted eyes and stood up not really looking at the person she had hit. She didn’t really care, but she apologized anyway. Saying a quick sorry she bolted off again in search of the food court, leaving the poor pedestrian confused and angry. “Where the hell?” she looked around spotting the pizza place, she took a second to register the information and took off jogging towards it. She slowed her pace and caught her breath taking on a cool composure. She looked around to see if Spike or Vicious had shown up yet, spotting neither of them she decided she might as well get a slice of pizza for lunch since she was there.


Faye sat down with her pizza, she sighed, “So much for that skirt, I guess I’ll just give him the money when he gets here.” She took a bite out of her pizza and slumped over just a bit more.


“Wow, you’re here early, for a girl in a mall. I thought you might be too busy running around with bags of clothes to notice the time.” Spike pulled the chair out next to Faye and plopped down lazily, he stretched before slouching down into a comfortable position.


Faye glared at him, she picked a pepperoni off of her pizza and threw it at him. The pepperoni hit his cheek, stuck to it, and then slowly slide down to his jaw before falling off onto his gray T-shirt.


Spike glared at her, his lips twisting to one side of his face; he picked the pepperoni off of his shirt examining the small orange stain. He took the thin slice of meat and roughly placed it down the front of her yellow tank-top making sure it was snuggly tucked in between her breasts.


“Gr!” Faye growled and slapped him across the face, “How dare you!” she picked her drink up and splashed it in his face.


Vicious suddenly appeared looking around amused at the scene that had just played before him. He chuckled to himself and walked over to the table. “What happened?” he asked.


“That perv just put a pepperoni down my shirt!” Faye yelled and pointed at Spike who was irately trying to clean himself off.


Angrily he yelled back saying she had thrown it at him first and that he was only paying her back. Vicious looked back and forth between the two as they started calling each other names and such. Everyone that was present in the food court quieted and faced the scene that had broken out. Everyone watched as they acted like small children.


“Bitch!”


“Ass!”


“Slut!”


“Pervert!”


“Shut up!”


“You shut up!”


“Argh! I hate you! You’re such a baby!”


Vicious felt the whole thing was humorous at first but it was getting old. “Both of you just shut the hell up!” His eyebrow twitch.


Spike and Faye both looked to him as the whole room looked on waiting to see what would happen. “Spike, you go to the restroom and clean yourself up. Faye, sit.” was all he said. Spike glared at Faye once more before stalking off towards the restrooms. Faye looked to the ground embarrassed and sat down without another word. Vicious sat down across from her, “That was quite the scene.” he chuckled. Faye just kept her eyes down finding her lap very interesting.
The room seemed to go back to normal a few minutes ago but none of the three seemed to notice.


“Do you two always fight like that?” Vicious asked.


“Well, I don’t think it’s ever ended like that, once we started wrestling on the carpet in his living room but that ended. Differently.” She trailed off as she spoke the last word remembering exactly what had happened last time they had fought like that.


“Hm, how did it end differently?”


“Well um… It just didn’t end like this,” she said not wanting to speak of the incident.


“Oh, interesting.” he said to more to himself then to her.


Spike returned unhappily. His hands were hidden in his pockets, his face bored and annoyed. He sat down next to Vicious not looking at Faye. The table grew silent and nobody spole of anything when they all thought they might have something to say to the other.


Moments passed and Vicious decided it was time for them to leave. Hopefully the ride home wouldn’t be filled with as much tension.




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What do you think? I’m SOOOOOOOOO sorry I made you wait so long! There’s an explanation in my profile thing so if you’re wondering that’s why, K? I hope you can forgive me for the long wait, I did try to make this chapter longer J. Next chapter we’ll see what happens ok? Now remember pretty soon I’ll have to fast forward a few months and when I do I’ll tell you. Please review!


Set-chan