***Author's Note*** Okay, I am SOOOO sorry it's taken me so long to update. I know a bunch of you were curious as to the name of this chapter, but I've been going through a major depressive episode since the end of Buffy, and haven't had the heart to write more. Please R&R. Buffy and Spike forever.

Chapter 6 - Pizza & Rubbers

The three girls were all smiles when they got back from the spa. "Thank you SO MUCH Cordelia!" Willow said. "I've never been so relaxed in my life!"

"Me neither," added Buffy. "Or hungry!"

"Yeah. if you're not used to tofu and bean sprouts, your stomach will leave you wanting more."

"Oooh. pizza?" Willow asked.

"Yes please." Buffy replied, flopping onto her bed.

"Same here," Cordelia added, dropping her stuff on her desk. "I'll order, who wants what?"

"Pepperoni," the blonde and redhead replied in unison, followed by an equally synchronized fit of giggles.

"Okay, pepperoni all around it is." The brunette dialed up 'A Slice of Heaven' and ordered them up a large pie. "Should be here in 20," she told them as she hung up.

"Are you feeling any better, Buffy?" Willow asked, looking up above her to the loft.

"Yeah, actually. I'm young, and now I'm single."

"Knock, knock." the heard a voice say as the door was pushed open, revealing a pretty girl with an extremely chipper attitude. "Oh goody! You're all here!"

"And you are?" Cordelia asked.

"Oh! Sorry, I'm Anya, you're RA for the year."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Willow, and this is Buffy and Cordelia," the redhead answered, motioning to her two roommates.

"Hold the phone. Buffy?" Anya scanned her clipboard in a near panic. "Where's Elizabeth. There's supposed to be an Elizabeth!"

"That's me." Buffy replied. "Buffy's a nickname."

"Oh! Whew, got me a little bit scared for a minute there! Okay, first off, lemme just say that it's great to meet you! I'm sure we're all going to be really good friends, so don't think of me as you're Residential Advisor, but rather you're guide to the freshman experience. Any questions about anything really, feel free to ask me. What else. oh yeah. I'm an economical business management major, with a minor in sexual psychology, so any questions dealing with money or sex, be sure to throw them my way!" The three girls glanced at one another and all looked to be holding back laughter. "Well, I'll let you go, but I bought little welcoming gifts for everyone on the floor, so here!" She handed each girl a twelve pack of condoms. "Remember! You can't work if you're pregnant, and sex looks difficult with a belly, so think ahead!" And with that she jogged out the door, they assumed to the next room. As soon as the door had swung itself closed, they all burst out with a seemingly unstoppable fit of laughter.

"Well. that was. different." Willow said, trying to catch her breath.

"She's really supposed to advise us?" Asked Buffy, holding her stomach. Then the door knock came again.

"I'll get it," Cordy told them, jumping off her bed and suppressing her laughter. She pulled open the door and was greeted by a tall, dark and extremely gorgeous man holding a pizza box. "That was quick." she told him, turning to grab the money off of her dresser. The good looking guy at the door scanned the room quickly, arching an eyebrow at the redhead who was still holding the box of rubbers. Willow blushed fiercely and immediately shoved the offending box under her pillow.

"I've got an extra order of cheesy bread, if you girls want it. I grabbed it by mistake." he said, turning to the blonde.

"Sure!" Buffy said, glad her gift from Anya had fallen behind her bed when she'd been laughing.

"Aww, you're such an Angel!" Cordelia said, handing him over the money.

"Actually. yeah, I kinda am." he replied with a twinkle in his eye before disappearing back out the door. The three of them broke into another fit of laughter, mostly at poor Willow's expense.

"Oh my GOD! That was soooo embarrassing," she cried, covering her beet red face with her pillow.

"Hey, it coulda been worse." Buffy said, lifting a greasy pepperoni slice out of the box and biting into it.

"Hey, he was kinda cute." Cordelia realized, dabbing the excess great off of her slice with a paper towel. "I wonder if he goes here."

"Who, Angel?" Willow asked after swallowing. "Nah, he's a townie. That's his father's pizza shop."

"You know him?" the brunette asked her.

"Yeah, sorta. Know of him. Small Sunnydale, remember?" she answered, taking a swig of her grape soda. "We still going to the Bronze tomorrow Buffy?"

"Of course, wouldn't miss it."

"Good, because I'm pretty sure the Dingoes are playing for the night."

"The dingoes?" Cordelia asked.

"Yeah, great local band with a super hot bass guitarist."

"Oooh. go get him Wills." Buffy said with a smirk.

"What? Oh, no. Willow and talking to Oz are unmixy things."

"Oh come on, it's easy! Just smile, laugh at his jokes, and be very interested in whatever he's saying."

"How bout this. we'll see what happens when we get there tomorrow. And what if your not-so-secret admirer is there, Buffy?"

"Oh god, I don't know. He'll be surrounded by his groupies, probably won't even notice that I'm there, not that I'd want him to of course." The redhead grinned at her tone.

"Sure, of course."

"What?" Buffy asked, feigning innocence.

"Oh, you so want him." Willow told her with a laugh.

"Well. maybe. But I refuse to be just another notch on his headboard. Not my style. But there IS something so devilishly sinful about the idea of teaching him a lesson."

***AN*** Thanks for reading guys. I promise next chapter won't take that long to put up. PLEASE R&R and be sure to stay tuned for next chapter - "Set 'Em Up," followed by "And Knock 'Em Down." Luv you all!

PS, much love to Chris for his idea about Angel being the pizza boy. Hehe.