Chapter 1
It was 10am on what was to be the first day of Buffy Summers new life. The first day of her new life at university, the first day of her new life of independence, of moving out of home, of sharing a dorm with her friends, of frat parties, of older guys, of alcohol, of no curfews, of no parents, of no rules.
And Buffy Summers was curled up asleep in bed.
Willow chuckled to herself as the Buffy-lump wriggles under the covers and settled down with a contented sigh. She looked at the sun shining through the window, playing on her sleeping best friend's peaceful and contented face.
And she ripped the covers from the bed and poured an icy jug of water over Buffy's head.
'Aiiiiieeeeeeee!' Buffy shrieked. Willow, Anya and Tara erupted in giggles as she leapt from her bed, shaking her head like a dog and squinting in the bright light.
'You jerks!' she screamed. 'I was just dreaming about Angel, and we were dancing and he said he loved me and we were about to kiss and then a wave jumped from the floor of the Bronze and soaked us. And it's all your fault!'
Willow, Anya and Tara stopped laughing immediately as the looked at their friend's face screwed up in anger and frustration. Then Anya let slip a little giggle and all three were off again. Tara and Willow collapsed to the floor, their arms around each other as they rolled around. Anya grabbed hold of Buffy's dresser to support her, not realising that the enormous amounts of clothes and accessories that it usually housed were packed in suitcases and boxes downstairs - rendering it much more unstable than usual, and dragged it to the floor with a crash.
The door swung open and Oz, Xander and Joyce all took in the sight before them. Xander looked at Buffy's annoyed and soaking figure, Willow and Tara squirming around on the floor, and Anya looking dazedly up from where she had landed on the now discovered empty dresser and he began to giggle too. Joyce hid her twitching smile behind her hand and waited for the four girls to recognise her presence.
Buffy slumped down in the corner with a sulky look on her face, Anya unsteadily stood, holding her head with one hand and the wall with the other. Tara and Willow lay back panting from lack of air, their arms still around each other.
Oz's expression was stoic as he took in the scene. 'So, do I take it that my girlfriend has now switched sides and is cheating on me with my sister?'
Willow and Tara sprang apart as the room erupted in laughter again, their faces bright red as they attacked the offending blue haired guitarist, chasing him downstairs and into the Buffy's front yard where Oz's van sat along side a removal truck, which appeared to be bursting with old cardboard boxes and suitcases.
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An hour and a half later, when all their teary goodbyes had been said, promises to visit every month were given, Buffy, Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya and Oz were all piled in Oz's van, heading for UC Sunnydale. This was to be Buffy and Xander's freshman year at University, neither of them having had enough money to start when the other four had, and they were nervous about finally 'leaving the mad parental clutches' as Xander had put it the previous night.
Both were extremely thankful that Tara's father was on the board of directors at the University and had managed to swing them one of the older and smaller buildings on the University's premises so that they could all live together. It wasn't exclusive to them, of course, with a few other students lodging there as well, but Buffy figured that the best way to meet new people was to meet a few at a time, whilst surrounded by old friends at the same time.
She was shaken from these thoughts as they pulled up outside their destination.
'Whoa.' Buffy heard Xander's awed voice from the rear of the van. She had seen the building on many occasions, visiting Willow, on her days off from 'The Magic Box of Coffee', a coffee house run by Joyce Summers' old friend, Rupert Giles, where Buffy still had holiday employ, but now - realising that this was now her new home, it filled her with the same feeling she had got when she had first seen it.
She jumped from the van. Stretching her legs and rolling the knots from her shoulders with a sigh. She followed her group of friends through the masses of milling students to the lobby at the main entrance.
Willow looked around, half fondly and half cringing. 'It's good to be back in even if we are back in this hell hole.'
Oz nodded, as he joined the queue to the desks down one end of the huge room.
Anya followed, explaining to Xander and Buffy, 'This is where we sign in at the beginning of the year, and get our timetables, dorm numbers and keys etc. It doesn't usually take more than three hours, if you're early.'
Buffy turned to her, 'and are we early?'
Anya raised an eyebrow, 'This could be construed as early, if you wanted it to be.'
Buffy and Xander simultaneously groaned.
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At four that afternoon, Buffy finally staggered to the desk in front of her, grumbling about having picked the slow line, where a tired, overweight woman glanced up at her.
'Name?'
'B- er, Elizabeth Anne Summers.'
'Status.'
Buffy looked at her, her eyebrows wrinkled together in confusion.
'Er.'
'Status!' The woman seemed to be losing whatever semblance of patience she had left.
'Er.freshman?'
'Here we are, Summers, Elizabeth Anne. This is all you're gonna get so don't lose them, we don't do spare copies. Time table,' she thrust a piece of paper in Buffy's face.
'Site map,' another piece of paper was shoved at her.
'House key,' the silver metal almost hit her nose,
'Extra curricular activities,' this piece of paper fluttered to the floor and Buffy bent to pick it up.
'Next.' She was shoved out of the way as the next person hurried forward.
Buffy fell sprawling to the ground, dropping her newly acquired papers and handbag. She crawled around, trying to pick them up before the scurrying feet around her carried them away. Suddenly a hand appeared in front of her face, and she gratefully grasped it, clambering to her feet with all her papers crumpled in one hand.
She looked up at the smiling man standing before her. 'Hey,' he said, handing back her handbag.
'Hey,' she replied slightly flushed.
'Saw you down there, though I might attempt rescuing a beautiful, damsel in distress as my first task of the semester.' He said chuckling.
Buffy chuckled weakly when she realised he had been making a joke.
'Oh, I'm sorry, where are my manners? Riley Finn, senior.' He said holding out his hand again. 'Oh,' exclaimed Buffy. 'Sorry, Buffy Summers, freshman.'
'Yeah, I figured.' She looked at him, confused, and he elaborated. 'Anyone who has been here before, has experienced the crawling on the ground and is to careful to let it happen again.'
'Oh, ok.' Riley was smiling at her in a slightly disconcerting way and Buffy's hand went to her hair in an attempt to hide her face from his vision.
'So,' he said, still smiling which Buffy was finding annoying. He had done his rescuing now couldn't he leave her to try and find her room and collapse in exhaustion. This small talk was tiring her even more.
'So,' she echoed, scanning the crowd for someone she knew to rescue her.
He dropped his eyes to the floor and looked back up at her face, 'so, my frat is having a first night party tonight. Probably gonna be dull, but if you want.'
Buffy tensed up, 'well, er that's nice of you, but I'd better unpack and try and get used to my new surroundings, before beginning with the partying.'
Riley looked disappointed, but Buffy was saved from his reply by Tara and Anya coming up behind her and grabbing her arms.
'There you are!' Anya exclaimed a little to heartily. 'Come along, we have to get you settled in your new accommodation.'
'R-right,' Tara verified. 'G-gotta get unpacked.
Buffy smiled in relief, and turned to Riley, her smile changing to a slightly apologetic one. 'Sorry, but unpacking calls, see you later, Riley.'
'Hopefully soon,' he returned and stood gazing after her as she was dragged away by her two friends, with a silly smile on his face.
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Buffy gratefully staggered up the last flight of stairs to face a corridor of doors, some open and some closed.
Anya pushed her forward. 'Move dammit! I refuse to stay on those stairs another second. Why they couldn't fix the elevator before we came back is something I'll never understand.
'Okay, what do you need to know? This is where Tara, Willow, Oz and I stayed last year and you and Xander are joining us this year. Since it's at the very top we aren't disturbed much by strangers because they have no need to come up here, which I tell them loudly and clearly if they do decide to join us for no reason. We don't usually lock the door at the top of the stairs unless we are all going out at night. The third door from the right on each side is the bathroom. Most levels use one as the girls and one as the guys, but we are less formal here.
'Don't worry about getting the rooms mixed up, we all have distinguishing features on our doors so you don't get lost. This room is mine, with the picture of the money bag, and Willow and Tara share that one since it's the biggest, and they were the only two willing to share, it usually has some item of clothing like a corset or a skirt hanging from the door as a decoration, don't ask me why. That one with the Dingoes poster is Oz's, obviously, and I'm guessing that Xander's is the one with the Snoopy and Scooby Doo posters.'
At this point Anya seemed to lose her breath and Tara took over. 'That door with the cookie painted on it is the kitchen. We are given the option of eating in the cafeteria, but after the first food poisoning incident we have decided to all pool our money and buy groceries each week and roster who cooks when. The one with the TV is obviously the TV room, but it has a pool table, and mini fridge. It is really huge, cuz they knocked down the wall between the largest bedrooms and original TV room, after it became apparent that there were too many bedrooms compared to bathrooms and the law said they had to lose the bedrooms or build another bathroom and this was the cheaper alternative.
'All the unmarked doors are people who haven't arrived yet, but you'll meet them tonight at our "get to know you meeting."'
Buffy shuddered. 'As long as there are no "getting to know each other games"'.
At this point Willow burst out of the TV room 'Buffy! Where were you? We though you were lost so I sent Anya and Tara to find you.'
'Well, I-'
'She got cornered by BP and we had to rescue her.' Anya interrupted.
Willow gasped. 'And on your first day. Oh, Buffy, I am so sorry. I should have been there protecting you.'
'Huh?' Buffy queried, having no idea what was going on. 'What's a BP?'
Willow chuckled. 'BP stands for Boredom Personified. It's what we call Riley Finn. He tried to date this girl called Kendra who was in here last year and every time he came around she made us sit in the room with them so she wouldn't be left alone with him. By the time he left we were all nearly in tears. We all felt so sorry for Kendra.'
Buffy laughed. 'That's horrible, he was really nice, he helped me up when I got knocked over and invited me to some frat party.'
'Oh God! Buffy you are not going! I refuse to sit through another year of Riley Finn. Oh, by the way, I started unpacking your things, I hope you don't mind. It's just that they were here and you weren't and I was bored and well.one thing led to another.
Buffy chuckled, 'I'm sure it's alright, Will's. I'm actually glad I don't have to do it. I just wanna sleep before class tomorrow.'
'Nuh uh! No sleeping. You have to come to our get to know you evening'
Buffy sighed, knowing that she couldn't get out of it and wandered down the corridor until she came to a room matching the number on her key. She opened the door and sighed in relief when she saw Willow's handiwork. The room was roughly the same shape as her old room. The window was even on the same wall, and Willow had set everything out like her room at home. Further inspection showed that Willow had even sorted out her clothes and put them away, leaving just a few boxes of personal possessions untouched.
Kicking off her shoes, Buffy collapsed on the bed, grateful to be sitting down, and picked her brush up to brush through her silky blonde locks that had slipped out of place during the day. A knock at the door sounded and Buffy looked up to see Oz holding a steaming mug in his hand.
She smiled at him to come in and he handed her the coffee before sitting on her bed. Oz and Buffy were actually quite close friends. Only Willow had the slightest inkling of how close they were.
He was a quiet, steady guy, whom Buffy had come do depend on a lot during her years at high school. He had always been a grounding rock, when Buffy had become too flighty.
Oz was someone who shared common interests, originally only Willow, hair dye and nail polish; but then he had introduced her to rock music which she had taken a surprising liking to.
He liked just sitting quietly and while Buffy was a vivacious and bouncy character, she also liked having time to just sit and think which was very hard to do with Willow, Xander and Anya always laughing and bickering, so they had started hanging out.
Now, she leaned against the headboard of her bed, while he sat at the end. She let out a little sigh as she sipped the hot liquid and her eyes drifted closed.
'Long day?' Oz commented amusedly.
'The longest.'
'Wait 'till tomorrow.'
'Classes.'
'U-huh.'
There was a silence as she continued to sip the liquid.
'Augh. My feet are killing me.'
He turned slightly and began massaging them for her as she drained the last of the bitter liquid in the mug.
She lay back as he worked through the kinks in her feet and was starting to drift off.
'Buffy?'
'm sleepy.'
'The "get to know you gathering" starts soon.'
'Don't wanna go.'
'Willow will kill me if you are late.'
'Don't care,' she mumbled into her pillow.
'Aiiiiieeeeeee!' she squealed as he began tickling her feet.
The group in the TV room sat quietly, waiting for the last two members to join them, Willow glancing at her watch every now and again.
A loud thumping and screeching seemed to be coming up the hall and suddenly the door burst open and everyone's mouth hung open as Buffy came flying into the room. She was closely followed by Oz, who chased her twice around the room until she screamed for mercy, at which point he stopped and shrugged, his hands going back into his pockets as he settled down next to Willow and placed his arm around her.
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Hi to everyone who is *hopefully* reading this. This is my first serious attempt at a Buffy fic. This will definitely be a Spuffy (the only way to go) but Spike won't come in until halfway through the year. I know that sounds terrible, but don't worry, the mid-year will come much sooner than anticipated, cuz I can't leave my poor Spike out of his own story for to long.
Faith, Dawn and Drusilla may have cameo's or regular but infrequent appearances, but I can't be sure so I aint promising anything. Oh and Giles should have a fairly significant if small role. I have two ideas for him, and I haven't quite decided which one I am going to use.
I don't have any set plans for this fic, cuz I find that when I do that I lose interest, cuz I know what is going to happen so I can't be bothered writing it if I already know. I am open to any suggestions from anyone at all.
I will be betaing this myself, because it takes to long showing it to other people and then there computers crash and blah blah.so please forgive any small mistakes, I will try and read through each chapter at least once or twice and use the spell check before posting.
Now.REVIEWS. I welcome flames, as long as they are constructive. I have no time for people who just 'don't like the story' but can't tell me why so I can improve and then diss it publicly. I will try and respond to all reviewers and improve on anything that you think is wrong or doesn't make sense(unless there is a reason for it being there that will be explained later). Hmmm, I also want to put a minimum of seven reviews before the next chapter is posted, although ten would be nice *hint hint*.
Well, that's enough from me, I am going to start writing Chapter 2
It was 10am on what was to be the first day of Buffy Summers new life. The first day of her new life at university, the first day of her new life of independence, of moving out of home, of sharing a dorm with her friends, of frat parties, of older guys, of alcohol, of no curfews, of no parents, of no rules.
And Buffy Summers was curled up asleep in bed.
Willow chuckled to herself as the Buffy-lump wriggles under the covers and settled down with a contented sigh. She looked at the sun shining through the window, playing on her sleeping best friend's peaceful and contented face.
And she ripped the covers from the bed and poured an icy jug of water over Buffy's head.
'Aiiiiieeeeeeee!' Buffy shrieked. Willow, Anya and Tara erupted in giggles as she leapt from her bed, shaking her head like a dog and squinting in the bright light.
'You jerks!' she screamed. 'I was just dreaming about Angel, and we were dancing and he said he loved me and we were about to kiss and then a wave jumped from the floor of the Bronze and soaked us. And it's all your fault!'
Willow, Anya and Tara stopped laughing immediately as the looked at their friend's face screwed up in anger and frustration. Then Anya let slip a little giggle and all three were off again. Tara and Willow collapsed to the floor, their arms around each other as they rolled around. Anya grabbed hold of Buffy's dresser to support her, not realising that the enormous amounts of clothes and accessories that it usually housed were packed in suitcases and boxes downstairs - rendering it much more unstable than usual, and dragged it to the floor with a crash.
The door swung open and Oz, Xander and Joyce all took in the sight before them. Xander looked at Buffy's annoyed and soaking figure, Willow and Tara squirming around on the floor, and Anya looking dazedly up from where she had landed on the now discovered empty dresser and he began to giggle too. Joyce hid her twitching smile behind her hand and waited for the four girls to recognise her presence.
Buffy slumped down in the corner with a sulky look on her face, Anya unsteadily stood, holding her head with one hand and the wall with the other. Tara and Willow lay back panting from lack of air, their arms still around each other.
Oz's expression was stoic as he took in the scene. 'So, do I take it that my girlfriend has now switched sides and is cheating on me with my sister?'
Willow and Tara sprang apart as the room erupted in laughter again, their faces bright red as they attacked the offending blue haired guitarist, chasing him downstairs and into the Buffy's front yard where Oz's van sat along side a removal truck, which appeared to be bursting with old cardboard boxes and suitcases.
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An hour and a half later, when all their teary goodbyes had been said, promises to visit every month were given, Buffy, Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya and Oz were all piled in Oz's van, heading for UC Sunnydale. This was to be Buffy and Xander's freshman year at University, neither of them having had enough money to start when the other four had, and they were nervous about finally 'leaving the mad parental clutches' as Xander had put it the previous night.
Both were extremely thankful that Tara's father was on the board of directors at the University and had managed to swing them one of the older and smaller buildings on the University's premises so that they could all live together. It wasn't exclusive to them, of course, with a few other students lodging there as well, but Buffy figured that the best way to meet new people was to meet a few at a time, whilst surrounded by old friends at the same time.
She was shaken from these thoughts as they pulled up outside their destination.
'Whoa.' Buffy heard Xander's awed voice from the rear of the van. She had seen the building on many occasions, visiting Willow, on her days off from 'The Magic Box of Coffee', a coffee house run by Joyce Summers' old friend, Rupert Giles, where Buffy still had holiday employ, but now - realising that this was now her new home, it filled her with the same feeling she had got when she had first seen it.
She jumped from the van. Stretching her legs and rolling the knots from her shoulders with a sigh. She followed her group of friends through the masses of milling students to the lobby at the main entrance.
Willow looked around, half fondly and half cringing. 'It's good to be back in even if we are back in this hell hole.'
Oz nodded, as he joined the queue to the desks down one end of the huge room.
Anya followed, explaining to Xander and Buffy, 'This is where we sign in at the beginning of the year, and get our timetables, dorm numbers and keys etc. It doesn't usually take more than three hours, if you're early.'
Buffy turned to her, 'and are we early?'
Anya raised an eyebrow, 'This could be construed as early, if you wanted it to be.'
Buffy and Xander simultaneously groaned.
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At four that afternoon, Buffy finally staggered to the desk in front of her, grumbling about having picked the slow line, where a tired, overweight woman glanced up at her.
'Name?'
'B- er, Elizabeth Anne Summers.'
'Status.'
Buffy looked at her, her eyebrows wrinkled together in confusion.
'Er.'
'Status!' The woman seemed to be losing whatever semblance of patience she had left.
'Er.freshman?'
'Here we are, Summers, Elizabeth Anne. This is all you're gonna get so don't lose them, we don't do spare copies. Time table,' she thrust a piece of paper in Buffy's face.
'Site map,' another piece of paper was shoved at her.
'House key,' the silver metal almost hit her nose,
'Extra curricular activities,' this piece of paper fluttered to the floor and Buffy bent to pick it up.
'Next.' She was shoved out of the way as the next person hurried forward.
Buffy fell sprawling to the ground, dropping her newly acquired papers and handbag. She crawled around, trying to pick them up before the scurrying feet around her carried them away. Suddenly a hand appeared in front of her face, and she gratefully grasped it, clambering to her feet with all her papers crumpled in one hand.
She looked up at the smiling man standing before her. 'Hey,' he said, handing back her handbag.
'Hey,' she replied slightly flushed.
'Saw you down there, though I might attempt rescuing a beautiful, damsel in distress as my first task of the semester.' He said chuckling.
Buffy chuckled weakly when she realised he had been making a joke.
'Oh, I'm sorry, where are my manners? Riley Finn, senior.' He said holding out his hand again. 'Oh,' exclaimed Buffy. 'Sorry, Buffy Summers, freshman.'
'Yeah, I figured.' She looked at him, confused, and he elaborated. 'Anyone who has been here before, has experienced the crawling on the ground and is to careful to let it happen again.'
'Oh, ok.' Riley was smiling at her in a slightly disconcerting way and Buffy's hand went to her hair in an attempt to hide her face from his vision.
'So,' he said, still smiling which Buffy was finding annoying. He had done his rescuing now couldn't he leave her to try and find her room and collapse in exhaustion. This small talk was tiring her even more.
'So,' she echoed, scanning the crowd for someone she knew to rescue her.
He dropped his eyes to the floor and looked back up at her face, 'so, my frat is having a first night party tonight. Probably gonna be dull, but if you want.'
Buffy tensed up, 'well, er that's nice of you, but I'd better unpack and try and get used to my new surroundings, before beginning with the partying.'
Riley looked disappointed, but Buffy was saved from his reply by Tara and Anya coming up behind her and grabbing her arms.
'There you are!' Anya exclaimed a little to heartily. 'Come along, we have to get you settled in your new accommodation.'
'R-right,' Tara verified. 'G-gotta get unpacked.
Buffy smiled in relief, and turned to Riley, her smile changing to a slightly apologetic one. 'Sorry, but unpacking calls, see you later, Riley.'
'Hopefully soon,' he returned and stood gazing after her as she was dragged away by her two friends, with a silly smile on his face.
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Buffy gratefully staggered up the last flight of stairs to face a corridor of doors, some open and some closed.
Anya pushed her forward. 'Move dammit! I refuse to stay on those stairs another second. Why they couldn't fix the elevator before we came back is something I'll never understand.
'Okay, what do you need to know? This is where Tara, Willow, Oz and I stayed last year and you and Xander are joining us this year. Since it's at the very top we aren't disturbed much by strangers because they have no need to come up here, which I tell them loudly and clearly if they do decide to join us for no reason. We don't usually lock the door at the top of the stairs unless we are all going out at night. The third door from the right on each side is the bathroom. Most levels use one as the girls and one as the guys, but we are less formal here.
'Don't worry about getting the rooms mixed up, we all have distinguishing features on our doors so you don't get lost. This room is mine, with the picture of the money bag, and Willow and Tara share that one since it's the biggest, and they were the only two willing to share, it usually has some item of clothing like a corset or a skirt hanging from the door as a decoration, don't ask me why. That one with the Dingoes poster is Oz's, obviously, and I'm guessing that Xander's is the one with the Snoopy and Scooby Doo posters.'
At this point Anya seemed to lose her breath and Tara took over. 'That door with the cookie painted on it is the kitchen. We are given the option of eating in the cafeteria, but after the first food poisoning incident we have decided to all pool our money and buy groceries each week and roster who cooks when. The one with the TV is obviously the TV room, but it has a pool table, and mini fridge. It is really huge, cuz they knocked down the wall between the largest bedrooms and original TV room, after it became apparent that there were too many bedrooms compared to bathrooms and the law said they had to lose the bedrooms or build another bathroom and this was the cheaper alternative.
'All the unmarked doors are people who haven't arrived yet, but you'll meet them tonight at our "get to know you meeting."'
Buffy shuddered. 'As long as there are no "getting to know each other games"'.
At this point Willow burst out of the TV room 'Buffy! Where were you? We though you were lost so I sent Anya and Tara to find you.'
'Well, I-'
'She got cornered by BP and we had to rescue her.' Anya interrupted.
Willow gasped. 'And on your first day. Oh, Buffy, I am so sorry. I should have been there protecting you.'
'Huh?' Buffy queried, having no idea what was going on. 'What's a BP?'
Willow chuckled. 'BP stands for Boredom Personified. It's what we call Riley Finn. He tried to date this girl called Kendra who was in here last year and every time he came around she made us sit in the room with them so she wouldn't be left alone with him. By the time he left we were all nearly in tears. We all felt so sorry for Kendra.'
Buffy laughed. 'That's horrible, he was really nice, he helped me up when I got knocked over and invited me to some frat party.'
'Oh God! Buffy you are not going! I refuse to sit through another year of Riley Finn. Oh, by the way, I started unpacking your things, I hope you don't mind. It's just that they were here and you weren't and I was bored and well.one thing led to another.
Buffy chuckled, 'I'm sure it's alright, Will's. I'm actually glad I don't have to do it. I just wanna sleep before class tomorrow.'
'Nuh uh! No sleeping. You have to come to our get to know you evening'
Buffy sighed, knowing that she couldn't get out of it and wandered down the corridor until she came to a room matching the number on her key. She opened the door and sighed in relief when she saw Willow's handiwork. The room was roughly the same shape as her old room. The window was even on the same wall, and Willow had set everything out like her room at home. Further inspection showed that Willow had even sorted out her clothes and put them away, leaving just a few boxes of personal possessions untouched.
Kicking off her shoes, Buffy collapsed on the bed, grateful to be sitting down, and picked her brush up to brush through her silky blonde locks that had slipped out of place during the day. A knock at the door sounded and Buffy looked up to see Oz holding a steaming mug in his hand.
She smiled at him to come in and he handed her the coffee before sitting on her bed. Oz and Buffy were actually quite close friends. Only Willow had the slightest inkling of how close they were.
He was a quiet, steady guy, whom Buffy had come do depend on a lot during her years at high school. He had always been a grounding rock, when Buffy had become too flighty.
Oz was someone who shared common interests, originally only Willow, hair dye and nail polish; but then he had introduced her to rock music which she had taken a surprising liking to.
He liked just sitting quietly and while Buffy was a vivacious and bouncy character, she also liked having time to just sit and think which was very hard to do with Willow, Xander and Anya always laughing and bickering, so they had started hanging out.
Now, she leaned against the headboard of her bed, while he sat at the end. She let out a little sigh as she sipped the hot liquid and her eyes drifted closed.
'Long day?' Oz commented amusedly.
'The longest.'
'Wait 'till tomorrow.'
'Classes.'
'U-huh.'
There was a silence as she continued to sip the liquid.
'Augh. My feet are killing me.'
He turned slightly and began massaging them for her as she drained the last of the bitter liquid in the mug.
She lay back as he worked through the kinks in her feet and was starting to drift off.
'Buffy?'
'm sleepy.'
'The "get to know you gathering" starts soon.'
'Don't wanna go.'
'Willow will kill me if you are late.'
'Don't care,' she mumbled into her pillow.
'Aiiiiieeeeeee!' she squealed as he began tickling her feet.
The group in the TV room sat quietly, waiting for the last two members to join them, Willow glancing at her watch every now and again.
A loud thumping and screeching seemed to be coming up the hall and suddenly the door burst open and everyone's mouth hung open as Buffy came flying into the room. She was closely followed by Oz, who chased her twice around the room until she screamed for mercy, at which point he stopped and shrugged, his hands going back into his pockets as he settled down next to Willow and placed his arm around her.
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Hi to everyone who is *hopefully* reading this. This is my first serious attempt at a Buffy fic. This will definitely be a Spuffy (the only way to go) but Spike won't come in until halfway through the year. I know that sounds terrible, but don't worry, the mid-year will come much sooner than anticipated, cuz I can't leave my poor Spike out of his own story for to long.
Faith, Dawn and Drusilla may have cameo's or regular but infrequent appearances, but I can't be sure so I aint promising anything. Oh and Giles should have a fairly significant if small role. I have two ideas for him, and I haven't quite decided which one I am going to use.
I don't have any set plans for this fic, cuz I find that when I do that I lose interest, cuz I know what is going to happen so I can't be bothered writing it if I already know. I am open to any suggestions from anyone at all.
I will be betaing this myself, because it takes to long showing it to other people and then there computers crash and blah blah.so please forgive any small mistakes, I will try and read through each chapter at least once or twice and use the spell check before posting.
Now.REVIEWS. I welcome flames, as long as they are constructive. I have no time for people who just 'don't like the story' but can't tell me why so I can improve and then diss it publicly. I will try and respond to all reviewers and improve on anything that you think is wrong or doesn't make sense(unless there is a reason for it being there that will be explained later). Hmmm, I also want to put a minimum of seven reviews before the next chapter is posted, although ten would be nice *hint hint*.
Well, that's enough from me, I am going to start writing Chapter 2