Slayer Pryde
Disclaimer: I still don't own them. I make no money. I have no money.
Notes: Hope you like. Updates will be farther apart from now on. I need to dig out the original notes that I have for this story. As always reviews/feedback always welcome and greatly appreciated.
Chapter 1
Kitty finished tucking the last of her clothes in her closet. Her roommate hadn't arrived yet. Kitty wasn't sure about having a roommate; her roommates seemed to have bad luck. Besides that the name Summers was just asking for trouble.
A pile of boxes strolled through the door.
"All right, two steps to the left, go forward, stop. Okay, drop 'em." Directed the redhead following the pile.
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Buffy dropped the pile of boxes on the bed with a sigh of relief.
"Hi." Came a hesitant voice from the other side of the room.
Willow stared open-mouthed at the brunette standing next to a half- assembled, expensive-looking, state-of-the-art computer system.
"Kitty?"
The brunette turned with an equally shocked expression, "Oh my gosh! Willow!?"
Buffy looked from one to the other in thorough confusion. "You two know each other?"
Willow grinned. "This is the girl I told you about!" She turned to Kitty, "When did you move to New York, I thought your mom still lived in Illinois?"
"She does." Kitty smiled, "Long story."
Buffy sighed. "Figures."
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Kitty's first class was psychology. She would have preferred a physics class, but unfortunately she had registered late and all the first level classes had been full. That had proven to be a continuing point of frustration. She was advanced enough a student, but she hadn't had time to meet with the professors to talk about testing out of the beginner courses. In anything. Which really sucked. Kitty attempted to stifle a yawn as the teacher strolled in.
"My name is Riley Finn. Welcome to Psychology 101." This guy made Scott look like a wild-man (then again, Cyclops did have the crazy red shades.) "In this class we will be covering theories regarding human behavior and why we do the things we do." He handed a stack of papers to one of the students in the front row and continued. "I will be your teaching assistant for this semester. Your professor, Dr. Denton had a small emergency he had to take care of and will not be able to make it to this session of the class. He sends his deepest apologies and wants you to know that once you get the syllabus you are free to go."
Kitty could almost hear the militaristic 'that will be all' that usually followed after a briefing. She hung back to avoid the feeding frenzy of students that rushed forward to grab a copy of the syllabus eager to depart the lecture hall early. Actually, from this distance, the mass of students trying to beat each other out in the race for a piece of paper that would only cause them misery later was amusing. Kitty glanced up and noticed the same faint smile tugging on her lips forming on the TA's face as well.
As the crowds cleared Kitty approached the front. She was the last student to receive a copy, handed to her by the now incredibly frazzled looking student Riley had handed the stack to when he came in.
"You avoided the rush." Riley said to her, grinning with amusement as took the extra copies from his unwitting decoy. "That's not playing fair."
The frazzled undergrad, having relieved himself of the extra syllabi grabbed his bag and departed before he could be duped into anything else today. Kitty laughed easily. "I see you managed to avoid the rush too." She indicated the fleeing dupe, "That was hardly fair."
"It was a lesson he needed to learn." Riley responded with mock solemnity.
"I don't think he'll need to be told twice." Kitty replied in the same tone. She had unconsciously fallen into step with Riley as they left the room.
"So." Riley paused waiting for her name.
"Kitty." She supplied promptly.
"Are you new to Sunnydale?"
"Yep. First semester." Kitty nodded, "I'm a, ah. transfer student."
Riley raised an eyebrow at her vocal stumble but didn't press her on it. They had reached an intersection in the hallway and Kitty paused to look at her schedule. "My next class is in Owen." Kitty sighed, "I may as well get going, this campus is a little bigger than I'm used to. Last thing I need is to be wandering lost and late on the first day."
"Owen is on the other side of campus, near the library." Riley said indicating the direction with his free hand. "Just be careful wandering lost and late after dark. Campus security isn't what it used to be."
Kitty raised an eyebrow at that, but let it pass. She waved goodbye to Riley as he headed down the other hall. Now it was on to her second class of the day, End-User Computing. Kitty vainly tried to stifle another yawn.
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Willow and Buffy sat in the cafeteria trying to make the best of lunch. Buffy had finally found a class worth attending and was busy filling Willow in on the details.
"So the entire point of the class is to watch old monster movies and write an interpretive essay on them." Buffy said between nacho bites.
"Hello girls." Xander greeted them brightly as he sat across from Willow at the round table. He was closely followed by Riley who sat next to Buffy.
"Hey Xander," Willow greeted him. "Did you finally enroll in classes?"
"No." Xander answered as he prepared to stuff his mouth full of food.
"Then how did you score the munchables?" Buffy asked with a frown. "I thought it was a student only thing."
"Not so loud." Xander grinned and leaned over to whisper conspiratorially, "I told them I lost my I.D. and Riley vouched for me. The food here is cheaper than on the outside."
"And it shows." Willow agreed eyeing some rather unidentifiable things on Xander's plate. "Ohh, hey it's Kitty!" Willow immediately began waving the new girl over.
Riley, Buffy and Xander all turned to look in the direction of Willow's frantic gesturing.
"You know her?" Riley questioned.
"Hmm," Buffy nodded slightly. "New roommate. And you?" Buffy countered, "I detect the telltale hint of recognition in your voice."
"She's in Dr. Denton's morning class." Riley answered as Kitty approached the table.
Kitty set her try down by at an empty seat. She eyed the assembled party at the table with amusement. "Wow, I think this is an assembly of just about everybody in Sunnydale that I know." She paused as she sank into her seat "Please tell me this is just some sort of weird coincidence."
"Very weird." Xander affirmed.
"Okay, I don't know him." Kitty said pointing at Xander.
"Kitty, this is Xander." Willow smiled.
"Ah, I think I remember you mentioning something about him." Kitty sat back and smiled. "So do you guys always hang out like this, ala Three Musketeers?"
"Yeah, but it's more like 'Scooby Doo'." Willow giggled at Kitty's confused look. "I'm sure you can figure it out."
"Let me guess." Kitty began tentatively, "He's Fred, she's Daphne, your Velma, and he's Shaggy." She said pointing first at Riley, then Buffy, Willow and Xander in turn. "That just leaves us short one dog."
"Well as a friend of Willow's the position is open if you want it." Xander quipped.
"I think I'll pass for now." Kitty smiled, leaning back in her chair. "So what is there to do around this place for fun?"
Disclaimer: I still don't own them. I make no money. I have no money.
Notes: Hope you like. Updates will be farther apart from now on. I need to dig out the original notes that I have for this story. As always reviews/feedback always welcome and greatly appreciated.
Chapter 1
Kitty finished tucking the last of her clothes in her closet. Her roommate hadn't arrived yet. Kitty wasn't sure about having a roommate; her roommates seemed to have bad luck. Besides that the name Summers was just asking for trouble.
A pile of boxes strolled through the door.
"All right, two steps to the left, go forward, stop. Okay, drop 'em." Directed the redhead following the pile.
XXXXX
Buffy dropped the pile of boxes on the bed with a sigh of relief.
"Hi." Came a hesitant voice from the other side of the room.
Willow stared open-mouthed at the brunette standing next to a half- assembled, expensive-looking, state-of-the-art computer system.
"Kitty?"
The brunette turned with an equally shocked expression, "Oh my gosh! Willow!?"
Buffy looked from one to the other in thorough confusion. "You two know each other?"
Willow grinned. "This is the girl I told you about!" She turned to Kitty, "When did you move to New York, I thought your mom still lived in Illinois?"
"She does." Kitty smiled, "Long story."
Buffy sighed. "Figures."
XXXXX
Kitty's first class was psychology. She would have preferred a physics class, but unfortunately she had registered late and all the first level classes had been full. That had proven to be a continuing point of frustration. She was advanced enough a student, but she hadn't had time to meet with the professors to talk about testing out of the beginner courses. In anything. Which really sucked. Kitty attempted to stifle a yawn as the teacher strolled in.
"My name is Riley Finn. Welcome to Psychology 101." This guy made Scott look like a wild-man (then again, Cyclops did have the crazy red shades.) "In this class we will be covering theories regarding human behavior and why we do the things we do." He handed a stack of papers to one of the students in the front row and continued. "I will be your teaching assistant for this semester. Your professor, Dr. Denton had a small emergency he had to take care of and will not be able to make it to this session of the class. He sends his deepest apologies and wants you to know that once you get the syllabus you are free to go."
Kitty could almost hear the militaristic 'that will be all' that usually followed after a briefing. She hung back to avoid the feeding frenzy of students that rushed forward to grab a copy of the syllabus eager to depart the lecture hall early. Actually, from this distance, the mass of students trying to beat each other out in the race for a piece of paper that would only cause them misery later was amusing. Kitty glanced up and noticed the same faint smile tugging on her lips forming on the TA's face as well.
As the crowds cleared Kitty approached the front. She was the last student to receive a copy, handed to her by the now incredibly frazzled looking student Riley had handed the stack to when he came in.
"You avoided the rush." Riley said to her, grinning with amusement as took the extra copies from his unwitting decoy. "That's not playing fair."
The frazzled undergrad, having relieved himself of the extra syllabi grabbed his bag and departed before he could be duped into anything else today. Kitty laughed easily. "I see you managed to avoid the rush too." She indicated the fleeing dupe, "That was hardly fair."
"It was a lesson he needed to learn." Riley responded with mock solemnity.
"I don't think he'll need to be told twice." Kitty replied in the same tone. She had unconsciously fallen into step with Riley as they left the room.
"So." Riley paused waiting for her name.
"Kitty." She supplied promptly.
"Are you new to Sunnydale?"
"Yep. First semester." Kitty nodded, "I'm a, ah. transfer student."
Riley raised an eyebrow at her vocal stumble but didn't press her on it. They had reached an intersection in the hallway and Kitty paused to look at her schedule. "My next class is in Owen." Kitty sighed, "I may as well get going, this campus is a little bigger than I'm used to. Last thing I need is to be wandering lost and late on the first day."
"Owen is on the other side of campus, near the library." Riley said indicating the direction with his free hand. "Just be careful wandering lost and late after dark. Campus security isn't what it used to be."
Kitty raised an eyebrow at that, but let it pass. She waved goodbye to Riley as he headed down the other hall. Now it was on to her second class of the day, End-User Computing. Kitty vainly tried to stifle another yawn.
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Willow and Buffy sat in the cafeteria trying to make the best of lunch. Buffy had finally found a class worth attending and was busy filling Willow in on the details.
"So the entire point of the class is to watch old monster movies and write an interpretive essay on them." Buffy said between nacho bites.
"Hello girls." Xander greeted them brightly as he sat across from Willow at the round table. He was closely followed by Riley who sat next to Buffy.
"Hey Xander," Willow greeted him. "Did you finally enroll in classes?"
"No." Xander answered as he prepared to stuff his mouth full of food.
"Then how did you score the munchables?" Buffy asked with a frown. "I thought it was a student only thing."
"Not so loud." Xander grinned and leaned over to whisper conspiratorially, "I told them I lost my I.D. and Riley vouched for me. The food here is cheaper than on the outside."
"And it shows." Willow agreed eyeing some rather unidentifiable things on Xander's plate. "Ohh, hey it's Kitty!" Willow immediately began waving the new girl over.
Riley, Buffy and Xander all turned to look in the direction of Willow's frantic gesturing.
"You know her?" Riley questioned.
"Hmm," Buffy nodded slightly. "New roommate. And you?" Buffy countered, "I detect the telltale hint of recognition in your voice."
"She's in Dr. Denton's morning class." Riley answered as Kitty approached the table.
Kitty set her try down by at an empty seat. She eyed the assembled party at the table with amusement. "Wow, I think this is an assembly of just about everybody in Sunnydale that I know." She paused as she sank into her seat "Please tell me this is just some sort of weird coincidence."
"Very weird." Xander affirmed.
"Okay, I don't know him." Kitty said pointing at Xander.
"Kitty, this is Xander." Willow smiled.
"Ah, I think I remember you mentioning something about him." Kitty sat back and smiled. "So do you guys always hang out like this, ala Three Musketeers?"
"Yeah, but it's more like 'Scooby Doo'." Willow giggled at Kitty's confused look. "I'm sure you can figure it out."
"Let me guess." Kitty began tentatively, "He's Fred, she's Daphne, your Velma, and he's Shaggy." She said pointing first at Riley, then Buffy, Willow and Xander in turn. "That just leaves us short one dog."
"Well as a friend of Willow's the position is open if you want it." Xander quipped.
"I think I'll pass for now." Kitty smiled, leaning back in her chair. "So what is there to do around this place for fun?"