A/N: Hey! Thought I needed a new story to get the juices flowing. This is some more fluffy, predictable goodness from yours truly! Of course, "Meetings" is my priority right now, so this might not be updated as soon.

Chapter 1- Welcome to Wilcox

Buffy stepped out into the crisp, September air from the limousine. Looking across the green at all the young woman, hugging and lugging duffle bags full of shoes into the dorms. Buffy scrunched her nose up and looked over at George.

"Can't you talk to my father to get me out of this? Home schooling has amazing benefits, you know?"

"Now Miss Buffy, you I can't get you out of this, and if I could, I would. I will be the most bored butler in New York City, with my girl all the way across the country."

"Oh, George, I will miss you so much. And I'll write to you every day! I know I will hate it hear." Buffy wrapped her arms around him in a massive bear hug.

"I will miss you too, Buffy. I love you." George said, stepping back into the limo.

"Love you too, Georgie." The blonde girl smiled, holding in the tears.

She crossed to the other side of the limo where Hank, her father, was talking on his cell phone.

"Bye, Daddy." Buffy yelled, talking over the phone.

"Oh honey, I'm kind of busy right now, so let's not say goodbye, just see you soon." And then Hank went back to his call.

Then it drove off. Just like that.

"Love you too." The blonde girl stood on the grass, alone.

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Buffy stood in the front of a massive dormitory, where the school had set up a table for new students.

"Well, Welcome Miss Summers. Glad to see you passed the lice test. Was a little worried for a second," The plump, red haired lady giggled.

Buffy put on her fakest smile and laughed politely.

"Anyways, you're new here so you'll be assigned a partner the first week or so to get to oriented. There's a group of those volunteers on the stairs, so you can just march yourself over there, okay?" The woman continued, speaking very slowly, as if Buffy was from a different planet. "Welcome to Wilcox, now move along."

The green-eyed girl picked up the papers on the table and walked to the front stoop of Lyons Hall. One group of girls were talking about the latest US weekly, where the other group was debating whether "Under God" should be in the pledge of allegiance.

'If this is the only type of girls at this school, and I have to pick between two extremes, this year is going to be hell.' Thought Buffy.

One dirty-blonde haired girl with amazing blue eyes stopped her debate and came up to greet the new student, "Hey, you look a little confused. Are you new?"

"Yeah, I think I'm supposed to be getting a guide?" she looked around.

"Well, that's here. I'm Anne Ashford. Well, Annie. Whatever. What's your name?" Buffy noticed the slight twang of an English accent in her voice.

"I'm Buffy. Buffy Summers. Just got here from New York."

Suddenly a brunette popped out from the chatter of Cameron Diaz's secret love affair, and shrieked, "Like New York as in the City!?"

Buffy taken aback replied, "Uh, yeah. Just came her. Hi, I'm Buff-"

"Cordelia Chase. Yes, I'm all real. This is no dream."

"uh, hi."

"Anways, I'll be your guide. An NYC girl like you must be cool. Come on."

Again, someone is left alone. Anne stared at the two girls meeting and greeting, then piped to another girl, "No! Religion should not be part of school!" And climbed back into her clique.

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"So," Cordelia began, as they walked along the lake, "What brings you to Wilcox Academy, Sunnydale? Aren't there amazing schools in New York?"

"Well, yeah. But, my father said it would be better for me to go into the small town for a while. Appreciate what he gives me, or so he said."

"Heard that before." Cordelia replied.

"Really?"

"Well, the actual words were never spoken, but I'm sure it was there."

The two girls laughed and went back to their comfortable silence.

Buffy looked across the water, onto a spectacular palace.

"Hey, what's that? It's gigantic." She pointed to the building.

"Oh, that's the boy's academy, Barnvard. Always across the lake. You'd think the people behind this setup would have had known by now, that a lake, does not keep the opposite sex apart." Cordelia laughed.

"Oh, been there." Buffy remembered.

The two walked on, lost in thought. Cordelia walked the blonde.

"Wanna take a visit across the lake?"