Willow stared straight ahead. Professor Walsh was going on about the id. The fact that we have the want. But that's not where her mind was. She barely even heard what her teacher was saying. Since the deaths of her friends, she wasn't exactly the super student she had been. It just didn't seem to matter like it had before. She still did well in school. It just wasn't her thing.

What Willow had on her mind was a certain blonde haired wiccan. She remembered clearly the feeling she had when they had shook hands. And the feeling she had gotten while walking down the hall. They had done spells she had never even heard of. It was as if this new force was making her blood flow again. It even had her smiling.

"Miss Rosenberg?" Professor Walsh asked for the third time.

Willow looked up. "Sorry. I didn't hear the question."

"There was no question. In fact, class has been over for about fifteen minutes."

Willow looked around at the empty classroom. She saw the tall blonde haired TA named Riley smiling at her. "Oh." She said quietly. She quickly got her books together and made it to the door.

A voice called out from behind her. "Willow?"

Willow turned to see the TA smiling at her. "Yeah?"

"I was just wondering if there was something wrong. Sorry to say this, but I notice that you're almost always distracted in class. Today you seemed more so than usual."

"Not really. Just..." Willow stared for a moment. "Sorry, but I've got to get going."

Riley sounded hurt as he said, "It's just that I thought you could use somebody to talk to."

Willow quickly looked up again. The smile she had had earlier just wouldn't come to her face. 'He's hitting on me,' she thought. 'Me. Why now?' She sighed. "Thanks for the offer, but, I have another class. And I kinda like being by myself."

"That's a little sad. Everyone needs somebody." Riley smiled at her. "I'd really like to if you let me be there for you. You seem like such a nice girl. Maybe a little distant."

Willow shook her head. "Again, thanks. But I'm just not much for contact these days. With people. With like the conversation thing." She swallowed hard. "I've got to go." She bolted through the door before Riley could say anything else.

Willow was almost running, she was going so fast. She didn't see the blonde woman standing by the drinking fountain. "Sorry." Willow reached out a hand to help the woman she had just knocked down. "Wasn't paying attention." She turned to leave.

"W-Willow?" The shy voice echoed in Willow's ears.

Quickly, Willow turned to really see who she had just knocked down. "Oh my gosh! Tara! I'm so sorry." She made her way to where Tara was still standing. "I was just a little distracted."

"Anything bad?" Tara asked. Her cheeks were already blushing.

"No. It's just.." Willow looked around at the crowd milling around her. She thought, 'this is no place for this conversation. Too many ears, especially if I tell her about the slayer and the demons and the rest of the things I've dealt with.'

"You don't want to talk about it, that's O.K. I've got to get to class." Tara turned around and started to leave.

Willow put her hand on her shoulder and turned her back around. "I do want to talk about it, with you. Just," she motioned to the passerbys, "not around all these people." She looked into her fellow wiccans eyes. "It's weird but I feel I can trust you with what I want to tell you. And we've only known each other two days." A warm smile made it to her lips. Her heart felt all tingly inside. "I know we were supposed to meet after supper in your room, but there's something I want to show you. And tell you. There's a lot to tell."


a/n Thanks for the kind reviews. I hope I can tell a good story. This is my first fanfiction. Keep letting me know.