Return to Paid to Get Excited Chapter Thirteen

Paid to Get Excited

Author: Coopster5000
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer is the property of Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy.

"Where are we going?" asked Willow a little irritated.

"You'll have to wait," said the double.

"No tell me," she demanded coming to a dead stop from her walk.

"And if I don't?" Rebutted the clone.

"Do you at least know where we are going?"


"Really cause it seems as if we have been walking around in circles for hours," she drawled out.

"Where going the right way," she pushed the redhead forward to get her walking again.

"Okay. Gee don't have to get all pushy," she rolled her eyes as she began to walk again.

"Um Tara what I have to tell you about Willow might come as a shock," Spike said trying to break the news to the blonde easily.

"What that she dose drugs," she dead panned the answer, "yea I already new that."

"What? How?" he looked around the room completely confused, "How?"

"I already know. When she was admitted, I was taken in for questioning." said the blonde none fazed, "apparently when the paramedics where putting in the IV they found a needle hole."

"A needle hole?" Spike asked.

"Yeah!" she confirmed Spikes doubts. "She does do heroin doesn't she?"

"Umm yea," he lied not bringing himself to tell her the truth about her cocain addiction. Apparently Willow found herself a new hobby.

In the dream world Willow really did find herself a new hobby. It was pissing the hell out of her double.

"I said hey! hey! you! you! I don't like your girlfriend," she sang out loud somewhat of key. "No way! no way! I think you need a new one."

"O my god," groaned the double.

"Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend," she sang even louder bobbing her head to the beat she created.

"Good god you are horrendous," said the double.

"She's so stupid what the hell were you thinking?!" she jumped up and down as she sang.

"Good the songs finished, are you done now," the dark eyed women asked.

With a grin Willow started all over again as if it was the Henry the eight song.

"So are all her songs about drugs and getting wasted?" asked Tara.

"No," Spike reassured her, "some are about getting laid." well it was reassuring up until that point.


"Sorry but it's the truth."

"Yeah I get that," she said. ‘Who wouldn't want to sleep with her? She fucking hot. If they didn't there's something wrong with them' she thought to herself.

"You wanna listen to another song," asked Spike, "there's about ten blank disks that I brought."

"Umm how about we watch one of the home movies," she insisted instead. She wasn't up for hearing anymore of Willow's wild one night stands and ragging party's mixed into a song.

"Okay sure," Spike said walking over to one of his book bags, "which year."

"Do you have one from when we were in school together?" she asked him snuggling into the plush green chair.

"Um yeah hold on," he dug into his bag for the old video, "are you sure you wanna watch this?" he asked kinda on edge of putting it in.

"Yea, please." she begged the bleach blonde brit, "it was the last time we were all happy together."

"All right fine," he grumbled putting in the video. The TV that was screwed to the wall came to life with a pop of electricity. Making himself comfortable on the floor at the edge of Willow's bed he turned the volume up on the TV so they could hear better.

"This was our sophomore year," said Tara watching the beginning of the movie.

The camera zoomed up on Xander and Willow making faces into the lense.

"Geez faith, think ya got a nice nose shot," Willow asked while rubbing her sore nose.

"Nope wasn't there long enough," she said back, "didn't get to see any boogers."

"Eww," Willow obviously kicked Faith because the whole camera shock and almost crashed to the ground. The sound of Xander's laughter could be heard in the background. "Why don't you go bother Spike and Buffy."

"Okaly dokaly then," Faith said mocking one of Willow's catch phrases.

"Oh fuck you," Willow shot back as she sat down on a lunch bench.

"O yea that's very mature," Faith focused the camera back into its normal viewing spot as Xander laughed at one of his best friends.

"Says the man who collects doll's" was Willow's sarcastic remark.

"Action figures! There action figures," he insisted. "Batman is an action figure."

"Yea keep telling yourself that... as I go mack on that new chick," Willow said as she got up off the bench and crossed the quad to where the new student sat by herself reading a book.

"Oooooh Willow's got herself a new play thing," said Faiths voice from behind the camera in a sing song tone. "Wanna go watch?" she zoomed the camera onto Xanders face to catch his expression.

"Uh do I have a penis?" he asked the women. "Fuck yea I wanna watch!" he shouted as he bolted from his position on top of the lunch table. The camera fallowed him leap of the table and run across the quad to a tree about a foot away from Willow and her new conquest.

"O yea very stealthy Harris," Faith shout out after him. Her hand dropping to her side, causing the camera to only shoot grass.

"They recorded Willow's and I's conversation?" asked Tara astonished never having seen this video before.

"I guess so," he replied. "It's not like I could stop them. I had my hands full." he gave a impish smile.

Returning her attention back to the video "I can't believe them" she whispered.

"Hamlet nice reading choice." said Willow coming to a stop. The camera only picked up her though and not the other student due to the rather large tree and Xanders bobbing head blocking her view. "Hamlet kill Claudius yet," Willow asked Giving the girl a smile.

"Xander I can't see shit from this view," Faith whined, "here take this." She handed him the camera which caused the viewers of the movie to feel as if they were watching the Blare Witch Project due to the amount of times it spun in the young mans hands. "I'm gonna go to those benches over there and see if I get a better view." faith said. Xander only nodded which caused the camera to go up and down with his head also.

"Is it just me or is Xander a complete idiot," asked Spike interrupting Tara's focus from the movie.

"He's gotten maturer," she answered back.

"O yes he's still dating Anya," Spike nodded his head "that's as mature couple."

"Shut up and watch the movie." she laughed not wanting to agree with him.

For some reason the camera started to lower. The trees in the distance started to blend in with the horizon. Shards of grass blades could be seen through the camera lense. Slowly Xander started to inch forward on his belly with camera in hand and Willow and play mate in sight. The lense zoomed in onto the two figures talking about the book.

"Xander what the hell." faith complained coming to stained beside him. A piece of her pants could be seen through the camera lense.

"Look," his voice shock the camera "there in my line of sight now."

"So are you idiot,"

"Just sit and watch the magic," his chuckling could be detected by the slight tremors the camera under went. He fixed the distance again so both women were in the recording space. "Say action," could be barley heard even with the TV turned up load.

"So your new here right," Xander picked up one of Willow's favorite lines. "Let me show you aro..."

A motion caught the attention of the camera holder, causing the electronic device to swirl towards the forward walking motion. "Oow, Anya Jenkins. Yummy"

"Pay attention to Willow and not miss ‘ooh I love money'." Faith snapped punching Xander in the arm and causing him to drop the camera.

"Well I thought her new friend would be worthy of shooting," the camera spun around to land on Anya and a blonde haired girl.

"Wait if that wasn't you reading wh..?" Spike asked.

"Watch," was all she said never taking her eyes off the TV.

"I said Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend," Willow continued to shout the song driving her clone crazy.

"Pick a new fucking song," the double yelled at her, "pick anything. Just don't sing that fucking song anymore."

"Gee Blackie chile out," Willow said thinking of a new song to sing.

"What did you call me?"

"Blackie. Seeing as how I'm called Red because of my hair it only fits to call you Blackie cause of yours,"

"Don't call me that," the duplicate demanded.

"Well there's no way I'm fucking calling you Willow," she shot back "so your name is Blackie."

The duplicate just gave her a look and started walking faster.

"Okay so new song what should it be? 99 bottles of beer on the wall?" asked Willow. She only received a groan from the women she named Blackie.

"Yeah your right to boring. Ooh I got it," and with that she began to sing."
"This speech is my recital, I think it's very vital To rock (a rhyme), that's right (on time)
It's Tricky is the title, here we go..." she rapped/sang as she grinned at her clone.
"It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time It's's Tricky it's Tricky (Tricky) It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on timeIt's Tricky...Tr-tr-tr-tricky........ Trrrrrrrrrrricky," she continued to rap and do her best to dance to the beat. " oh I now you know this song miss clone of mine,"

"I will never sing that crap," the dark haired women dismissed her and continued to walk

"Yea well suit yourself," Willow said as she went back to rapping her little song. "I met this little girlie her hair was kinda curly. Went to her house and bust her out, I had to leave real early, here we go!!!!!!"

"Here is the new deal," the women stopped walking and swirled around on the unsuspecting singing redhead. "You stop singing altogether or I beat the ever loving shit out of you."

"How is that a deal?" questioned the smart mouth redhead. "I don't receive anything out of it."

"You receive your dignity and not an ass whooping."

"Fine no more singing," she grumbled as she began to walk again. "I could so take you," she mumbled to herself.

The double just laughed obviously hearing what she said.

As they watched the TV screen it showed Anya sauntering over to where Willow stood talking to a person who couldn't be seen. "O great I found somebody," Anya's voice could be heard through the speakers on the television. Anya came to stand in front of the redhead stopping her sentence. "I need you to watch someone or show her around. I need to find somebody."

"Why cant you take her with you," Willow asked obviously annoyed with the fake blonde haired women.

"Because I so need some BF time," she put on a puppy dog face "please."

"No I'm talking to.... I don't now her name, yet, but," Willow said before looking over her shoulder to see a stunning blonde just standing there. "Okay I'll do it,"

"Thanks Will. You're the best."

"Hey it was nice to meet you. Maybe I'll catch you around inside," Willow spoke in a hurry. "Okay gotta go, bye."

"Hey you new here?" asked Willow.

"Yep, I'm Tara. Tara Maclay," she extended her hand for the redhead to take.

"Willow Rosenberg," the redhead grinned taking her hand.

The camera fallowed the two as they made their way back over to the lunch tables. From there the video paused and jumped to another time during their sophomore year. Spike hit pause as he heard Tara begin to talk.

"I can't believed she ditched that girl for me," said Tara with a thoughtful look on her face. "Well it does explain now why that one girl always looked at me like she wanted to kill me."

"Haha, she was probably jealous as shit." Spike laughed.

"What's this next scene?" Tara asked curious.

"I think it was that day in the park when we were doing a gig and you guys came up on stage with us," Spike leaned his head back on the bed lost in memories.

"That was a fun day," Tara pointed out.

"Yeah, haven't had one of those in a while," he smiled sadly. He hit the play button and brought the TV back to life, back to a better time in his and Willow's life.

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