I hadn't returned back to the Magic Box after the spell I did. I didn't want to, I felt like Tara and Willow thought I was a bad witch because I do spells for fun. Night fell and I was wondering around Sunnydale: Lost.
'You really should have someone with ya, bad people out here!'
'Ahh!' I jumped and turned around
'Oh it's you' I mumbled
'Ay! I have a name' he said
'Yes, Spike an object can be a name.' I smiled
'You're a little bit cheeky aren't you?'
'Thank you'
'You're new to Sunnydale aren't you?' he asked
'Yeah I moved here a week ago'
'Do your parents know your wondering around the streets at night with a vampire?' he asked. I looked at the ground.
'Giles isn't worried' I snapped
'Wait who?' He questioned
'Giles! Uncle Giles!' I yelled
'You're friends with the Scoobies!? You're friends with the slayer!?' he yelled back
'Oh should I have told you that? Are you panicking now?' I laughed
'No. I don't give a damn about them. Just wished you warned me'
'Sorry' I replied 'really don't think about you that much'
'That much? So you think bout me a little?' he asked
'Yeah I think what is that creepy vampire doing still talking to me!' I turned around and walked off. He grabbed my arm and threw me back, I hit the ground hard.
'OW!' I screamed 'Who the hell do you think you are!? I'm a witch! I can destroy you in a second!'
'Ha! Really?' he laughed.
I raised my arm and he started floating in the air.
'Ay! What are you doing!? Put me down!' he yelled.
I flicked my hand and he went flying, I started coughing again. What was in that spell smoke?