TITLE: Burgandy

AUTHOR: Ben Is Glory

RATING: PG-13

PAIRING: B/S

DISCLAIMER: Characters do not belong to me. And I probably should have mentioned earlier that the title comes from a Common Rotation song. Goooood band, go listen!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Two updates in one day. Heh. That's what NaNo'll do to you. So yes, expect lots of updates, well, on the weekends at least. During the week I'm kind of swamped with school, but I'm going to start chapter two right now. Also? I didn't spell "burgandy" wrong. Well, I guess I did, but I got the title from a CoRo song ((see above)) and that's how they spell it, so.. yeah.

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An hour and a half later the girls sauntered back to their room. "Well, that was…" Buffy started.

"Pandemonium?" offered Willow.

"Yeah," she agreed, still dazed. In the ninety minutes they were gone, they had gotten pushed, shoved, and nearly trampled in a sea of students, all for a schedule and a school ID. As soon as she opened the door, Buffy flew to her bed and flopped down.

Willow casually strolled in before sitting in a chair by the empty desk at the wall. "So, what do you want to do tonight?" she asked and flashed the blonde a smile.

Buffy groaned. "You're kidding, right?"

"Oh, come on, Buff. First day of classes tomorrow. We need one last… *something* before we succumb to the torture that is freshman year." Willow looked hopefully at Buffy, who lay motionless on her bed. "I know this place…" she started.

The blonde lifted her head to look at her roommate. "What kind of place?"

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An hour later both girls were primped and ready to leave. Willow was dressed in a long black skirt and a white flowy blouse. Her ruby red hair hung just above her shoulders. Buffy wore tight black leather pants and a crimson corset top. She curled her long honey-blonde hair and added a dark red lipstick to match her shirt.

"So this place," Buffy wondered, "it's cool?"

"The coolest," answered Willow as she reached out to flag down a cab. When one finally stopped, the girls got in, and Willow continued. "There's normally a local band playing. Big dance floor. Good drinks, good food. You'll probably meet a good guy," she joked and elbowed Buffy. She smiled in return.

This isn't bad, Buffy thought happily. You can go, do some dancing, have a quick drink, and then get back to the dorms. First day of classes will be a breeze.

The taxi slowed and came to a stop outside what seemed like a large warehouse. "Uh, Wills?" Buffy started, unsure if they were at the right place.

Willow paid the driver and stepped out. Buffy followed suit. "I know what you're thinking. Just trust me."

Buffy looked up to see the words "The Bronze" spray-painted onto the side of the building. She took a deep breath and walked with the redhead into the club. They were greeted by a dance floor filled with college kids. Willow led her to a table directly off the dance floor.

"I'm gonna get something to drink. You want?"

"Sure," agreed Buffy. Willow turned and walked away leaving Buffy alone at the table. She scanned the dance floor studying the people. Some were recognizable from her brief adventure on campus that afternoon. Nobody in particular caught her eye, and then she saw him. He was standing on the edge of the floor across the room from where Buffy sat. There was a drink in his hand, and he was talking to several other people.

Willow came back with a beer in each hand. "Here ya go," she said handing one Buffy. The blonde girl took a sip, her eyes never leaving the guy from across the room.

"Hey, who's that?" she asked pointing at her newest fixation.

"Who's who?" Willow craned her neck to try to see where Buffy was pointing.

"The guy with the bleached blonde hair."

Willow gave a small shrug. "Don't know." She took a sip of her beer, and noticed Buffy's sudden pout. "I'm sorry. Why don't you go talk to him?"

Buffy took a gulp of her beer. "No. Buffy's not really big with the socializing with complete strangers who just happen to be drop dead gorgeous." Willow grinned. "Maybe after a few more beers," she added quietly.

-TBC-

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