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"Ok.let's see," I begin mumbling to myself, "Office.office.where is the office?" So caught up in my searching, I don't notice a red-headed girl with a pile of books in hand make a sharp turn at the corner.

"Oomph!" We both collide and the two of us fall flat on our butts; papers and books flying everywhere.

The red haired girl looks so flustered and embarrassed. "Oh.oh my. I'm sorry." She apologizes. "I promise I won't ever get in your way again. It was just that I was carrying all these books and I couldn't see anything. And here I was, turning the corner and I wasn't looking where I was going and I am extremely-" I cut her rambling as I start to laugh. Her face flushes and I realize she probably thinks I am laughing at her.

"I'm not laughing at you," I manage to say in between giggles, "It's just that, these things only happen in movies, you know?" I explain as I smooth out my white camisole top.

The red head looks confused, "What things?" She frowns as she stands up from the floor, she lends a hand to help me up.

"Oh......you know. Parents divorcing because the husband wasn't being faithful to his wife. Then him taking the house and forcing his daughter and her mother to another state. The daughter having a G.P.A. of 4.0 then becoming a troublemaker. After that, going to a new school, being hit on some bulky man and being made fun of in front of some hottie and-" I take a deep breath as this was all said in one intake of air, "well.....this." I gestured with my other hand pointing at the papers scattered on the floor as she pulled me up. I sighed, "Story of my life."

She gave me a sympathizing look, "I'm so sorry."

I shrugged, "Don't be. It's cool. Starting anew. Feels..oh my God," I groan as I bury my head in my hands, "They totally made a fool out of me back there....."

She giggles, "Oh. I'm thinking you managed to introduce yourself to the.. Cordettes?" She kneels down and begin gathering her misplaced things.

"Cordettes?" It's my turn to frown.

She waves her hand in the air in dismissal, "Yeah. The quote unquote, 'popular girls,'" she says as her fingers make air quotes, "They hang out with Cordelia Chase."

I continue to frown, "Cordelia Chase?"

"She's a snob, that one. Very mean and ruthless," She explains, "She has no heart."

I bend down and help her pick up her belongings. "Does she have dark brown hair, about this high," I put a hand above my hand to show her height, "and very possessive?"

The girl laughs and nods as we finish picking her things up, "That sounds like her."

I groan once again, "Ugh.terrific. I can't even manage to find the office without being stupid."

"I don't think you're stupid," the red head says quietly, "You're actually a very nice person."

I smile at the sweet girl next to me, "You're nice too. I'm actually glad we bumped into each other." I hand over half of her books and proceed to carry the rest. "I'll carry these."

"You don't have to-"

"I want to. Now stop being so fussy. Just help me find the office." As we walk around I ask about her life. "So, what's your name, by the way?"

"I'm Willow Rosenburg." She puts her hand out to shake as she leads me through the halls.

I giggle and shake her hand, "Well hello. I'm Elizabeth Summers. But everyone back home in Washington call me Buffy."

Her eyebrows shot up, "You lived in Washington?!"

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By the time we reach the office, I learn that she is one of those brainy types who are made fun of by other kids for being so smart. She has no siblings and a small group of nice friends. You'll hear more about them in due time. She has never really been in much rain because rainy days in Sunnydale are very rare. Thus the reason why she was amazed I could have lived in rainy ol' Washington half of my life.

After obtaining my schedule, she and I compare classes.

I look over my paper and then at hers, "It looks like we both have English Lit, History, and Computers together." The bell signals the beginning of school. "Let's get to class." As I turn, Willow grabs my arm and she tells me "no."

"No?" I give her an amused smile, "I didn't know you were on to skip classes."

She laughs and shakes her head, "We have different teachers. Looks like I'll be seeing you in History." We say our goodbyes and I'm left alone again to hunt for my classroom.

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After a while, I shake my head in annoyance as my feet begin to bug me.

"Damn high heels being so pretty and tempting me to wear them to school.." I grumble, "Urgh! Why is this school so big?" I whine as I look around. I am lost once again.

Passing by a janitor who is mopping the floor, I turn a corner and run into a hard wall and fall flat on my butt, much like what happened with me and Willow. Although, the hard wall that's covered in a black, tight-fitting t- shirt, legs in black jeans and combat boots with a long leather duster- wait, huh? Talk about déjà vu, I think. I look up and see that it's not a wall. In fact, it's the hot blonde who had winked at me this morning. How could I forget? I mean, those eyes and lips that are-wait, is he smirking at me? I think angrily. Something about that smirk just pushes my buttons. I wonder why he's smirking at me when his voice jolts me out of my thoughts.

"Need some help up, pet?" He says in-what is that? Is that an accent I hear? God, that's SO hot! A little voice in my head screams. He continues to smirk at me at me because I haven't said anything and I've been staring at him for some while now.

"Luv? Are you ok?" I shake my head and glare at his hand then to his face. He must think I'm some ditzy blonde who falls on purpose, just to get his attention, I think matter-of-factly.

Now, my friends, let's just take a peek into this gentlemen's head, shall we?

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And here I am ending chapter 2. Please don't forget to review! Pretty please....? ^_~