I had my books clutched to my chest, my head looking down at the floor as I hurried out of the classroom, narrowly avoiding the girls who always make fun of my stutter. As soon as I could no longer see them, I looked up, and began to walk to my next class.

Just hold your head high, I told myself. I won't let anyone get to me. But people continued to stare and smirk at me, whispering behind their hands. Perhaps today wasn't the best day to wear my long bohemian skirt that I found in a box in my attic.

I avoided looking at them all, my eyes once again looking at the floor. I walked around the corner, and practically ran into somebody. My textbooks went flying, and I fell onto the floor, as did the person that I ran into. Feeling thoroughly embarrassed, I quickly murmured "I'm so sorry," as I picked up my textbooks. As I had finally gathered them all, and hand was in front of me, and I grabbed onto it and pulled myself up.

"I'm really s-sorry about that. I-I was just..." I stammered, and I looked up and saw Willow Rosenberg, the girl from my Wicca group gazing at me.

"Oh, it wasn't your fault at all! You see, I was helping my friend Buffy with a psych essay, and I completely lost track of time, and I was running trying to get to my next class, but then I saw my friend Amy, and I lost track of time again... and I'm yammering now. That always happens, I'm sorry."

I beamed at her, just loving how she began to blush a little bit. "N-no, it's fine. It's nice to kn-know I'm not the only one who yammers." She grinned at me. I could feel my heart beating, loud and clear.

"Well, I b-better get going."

Willow nodded. "Okay, well, sorry about before.

I shook my head. "Don't w-worry about it. It was kind of my fault."

"Well, let's call it a truce then."

She grinned, and with a little wave, started walking away from me.

"Willow?" I called.

She turned around, with her eyebrow cocked.

"See you in Wicca group." I said lamely.

She smiled. "See you then!"

I nodded, and continued to walk towards my next class, with a little smile playing on my lips.

I just spoke to Willow Rosenberg.