Buffy and Willow were in the graveyard a couple of days before school
started. Buffy and Angel had arrived back the week before and ever since
then, Buffy had been busy. The only time she had to plan her curriculum
was now while she was patrolling. Between moving out of her house and
putting things in her dorm room and some things at Angel's mansion and
getting things ready for school, Buffy barely had time for slaying. She
and Angel hadn't had a moment alone with each other since they returned.
Buffy paced and looked down at Willow. "Anything?"
"Ah! 'Introduction to the Modern Novel.' 'A survey study of twentieth century novelists.' Open to freshmen, you might like that." Willow said.
"'Introduction to the Modern Novel?' I'm guessing I'd probably have to read the modern novel."
"Maybe more than one."
"I like books. I just don't want to take on too much. Do they have an introduction to the modern blurb?"
"Oh! Short story!"
"Well, that's good."
"Oh, no. It conflicts with Psych."
"Maybe I shouldn't take Psych."
"You gotta. I-It's fun, a-and you can use it as your science requirement. Anyway, Professor Walsh is supposed to be great. She's like, world- renowned."
"How do you get to be renowned? I mean, like, do you have to be 'nowned' first?"
"Yes, first there's the painful 'nowning' process. Wait! 'Images of Pop Culture.' This is good. T-They watch movies, TV shows, even commercials."
"For credit?"
"Heh! Isn't college good?"
"How'd I miss that one?" Buffy asked, sitting down on the blanket next to Willow.
"Well, you did sort of wait till the last minute with your course selection."
"Sorry, 'Miss I-chose-my-major-in-playgroup.'"
"That's an exaggeration. I just, you know, think it's good to be prepared. Don't want to be caught unaware."
"Well I've been busy! I was sort of in Europe dealing with evil gypsies. I just haven't had a whole lot of time to think about life at UC Sunnydale."
"And dealing with major smoochie time with Angel. It's exciting, though, isn't it?"
"Yeah! It's gonna be an adjustment."
"Yeah, it's like, five miles away. It's uncharted territory. I mean, even though Angel lives about two minutes away from the campus."
Behind the girls, a vampire's head popped out of the grave and he struggled to get out.
"Giles said I have to be secret-identity gal again." Buffy said.
"That makes sense." Willow said.
The vampire finally made it out and started to walk towards them, vamp face on.
"It's gonna be tough, though.. with a roommate." Buffy said.
"Yeah."
"I'm psyched about college. Definitely."
The vamp stopped as he saw weapons stacked against a gravestone.
"I just need to figure out how it's going to work with my extra-curricular activities." Buffy continued.
The vamp looked at Buffy, the smile disappearing.
"I just can't let it take the edge off my slaying."
The vamp shook his head, and turned and walked away.
"I gotta stay sharp." Buffy looked behind her toward the fresh grave. "Is this guy ever gonna wake up?"
"I don't know. Maybe he didn't get vamped." Willow said hopefully.
Buffy got a tingly sensation that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. "Or maybe he's already awake." Buffy stood and spun, stake at the ready, but it was only Angel.
"Hey! Whoa!" Angel said.
"God, I'm sorry!" Buffy said.
"It's ok. What are you two girls doing?"
"Planning my curriculum. Wanna help?"
"No thanks. I just came by to see how the slaying was going."
"This guy is lazy. He doesn't want to come out and play."
Angel turned and looked at the grave. "Uh, sweetie?"
"Yeah?"
"He's already risen."
Buffy stood amongst the crowd at the UC Sunnydale campus. She felt so small at the moment. She had no idea what exactly she was doing and people were yelling all around her about colored folders and not laying down. Some other people handed her multi colored flyers about Jesus and a party with Jello.
Buffy looked at the guy yelling about the party. "Hey, you guys know where Wiesman hall is?"
He didn't hear her though and Buffy kept walking. She felt like she was in outer space or something. This was all too much at once. Finally, Buffy found Willow.
"Buffy, Hey!" Willow said.
"Oh, boy am I glad to see you."
"Isn't this cool? There's so much going on." Willow asked as they started to walk together.
"Yeah. Almost, one might say, too much."
"I got all my courses... except for 'Modern Poetry', I had to switch to 'Ethno-musicology.' But that's cool, West African drumming; I think it's going to change everything. Have you met your roommate yet?"
"No."
"Me neither. I hope she's cool."
"I see you got ticketed too." Buffy said, motioning to Willow's flyers.
"Yes! I've heard about five different issues and I'm angry about each and every one of them. What'd you get?"
"'Jello shots.'"
"I didn't get 'Jello shots!' I-I'll trade you for a-a 'Take Back the Night.'"
"Are we heading anywhere near Wiesman Hall? I still need to get my I.D. card."
"Oh, I got mine this morning. The lines are really long now, you should have gone early."
"Well, I hope that I learn from this experience, and that I grow."
"I'm being annoying, aren't I?"
"No, it's nice that you're excited."
"It's just in High School, knowledge was pretty much frowned upon. You really had to work to learn anything. But here, the energy, the collective intelligence, it's like this force, this penetrating force, and I can just feel my mind opening up, you know, and letting this place thrust into and spurt knowledge into.. That sentence ended up in a different place than it started out in."
"I'm with you, though, I'm all for spurty knowledge. It's just, a little overwhelming. Don't you feel it?"
"Well, I'm.." Willow gasped. "Ooh, boyfriend! My on-campus boyfriend." Oz came up and he and Willow kissed.
"Oh no, I forgot to pick mine up. Line's probably really long there, too. Maybe I should run and get Angel."
"How are you?" Willow asked Oz.
"Good. It's pretty much a madhouse, a madhouse." Oz said.
"I know, I was just saying that to Willow. I mean it's just so overwhelming. Don't you feel completely disoriented?"
"Oz!" a guy said, walking past the little group.
"Hey Paul." Oz called.
"Finally matriculating with us, very cool! Tell me you're playing this week!" Paul asked.
"Thursday night, Alpha Delta."
"Ooh! I have that one!" Willow said, pulling out a flyer.
"I'm bringing the wrecking crew. Jello shots? Hmm? Do you know where they're distributing the work study applications?" Paul said.
"Back of Richmond Hall, next to the auditorium" Oz said.
"Thanks. See ya bro!" Paul walked off.
"Go get'em. My band's played here a lot. It's still all new. I don't know what the hell's going on. Hey, Doug!"
"Wow. You sure don't." Buffy said.
"Come on Buffy, let's go get our books from the store. You wanna come Oz?" Willow said.
"Nah. I gotta go get some other stuff for the house." Oz said.
"Ok."
"Here!" Willow said coming up with a basket.
Buffy dropped her armload of books in the basket. "Thanks. Can't wait till mom gets the bill for these books, I hope it's a funny aneurysm."
"'Introduction to Psychology.' Oh, up there." Willow tried to get a couple of the books all the way on top of a shelf.
"I'll get 'em. You know, this store discriminates against short people." Buffy stretched to grab them.
"Oh, I think there's a protest next week."
"Whoa, oh." The books fell on the head of a young man crouched underneath. He staggered back but recovered. "Oh, ahh. Oh god, I'm so sorry." Buffy said.
"I'm okay. It's okay. Well, that was bracing." The guy said.
"I'm so.. the books were just too high, and then everything was bad." Buffy bent to pick up the books.
"Let me give you a hand." He bent down and picked up some books. "Let's put a few of these down here." He put them on a lower shelf. "So, uh, are you girls taking Intro Psych, or do you just want me dead?"
"Uh-huh. I mean the first one."
"Well, you'll have a lot of fun. Professor Walsh.. she's quite a character."
"You've taken it?" Willow asked.
"I'm a TA, I'll be helping the Professor out. I'm sorry; I've forgotten my manners in all the concussion.. I'm Riley."
"Willow, and this is my friend Buffy."
"It's nice to meet you both."
"I'm nice to meet." Buffy said.
"Hey, do you know if we're going to be studying 'Operant Conditioning' in the first semester? 'Cause I hear that's kinda Professor Walsh's specialty." Willow said.
"Absolutely. Do you know her treatise on Dietrichs work?" Riley asked.
"I know of it."
"It's not in the syllabus, but it's a fascinating read.. if you're in to that sort of thing. They have it here."
"Oh, where?"
"I'll show you. I don't meet that many freshmen that know that much about psychology."
"Well, it's fascinating."
"Yeah, you know, 'cause everyone's got a brain." Buffy said. Riley half smiled politely and started leading the way. "Or, almost everyone. You know what? I have somewhere to be right now. I'll just go."
"It was nice to meet you." Riley said.
"See ya Buffy!" Willow said.
Buffy gave a little wave and headed off to find her dorm room. All the time wishing she had moved in with Angel. When she found the door to her room and opened it, the first thing she saw was two beds and two desks. A girl was unpacking a suitcase on the bed.
"Hi." Buffy said.
"Oh, hi! Are you Buffy?" the girl asked.
"Yeah."
"Kathy."
"Hi, it's nice to meet you."
"Yeah!"
Buffy put her things down on a desk and crossed over to the bed and sat down. "So, it's, ah.. it's a pretty nice room."
"Hmm! I was surprised, 'cause you hear horror stories about freshmen housing. You took the right side?"
"Yeah, umm, but if you want it.."
"No, no. I just wanted to make sure that's what you wanted. Exited for classes tomorrow?"
"Painfully."
"I bet there's going to be a lot of parties to go to this week, too. Not that I'm a crazy partier. Oh, and I'm not always this hyper, either. I'm just excited."
"Yeah, me too."
"I am really glad they put me with somebody cool.. I can tell that you're cool. I just know that this whole year is going to be super fun!" Kathy said, putting up a Celine Dion poster.
The next night after her patrol, Buffy sat on the couch between Angel's legs in the mansion.
"It was awful! He embarrassed me in front of everyone." Buffy said. "Should I go beat him up like a dutiful boyfriend would?" Angel asked smiling.
"No. No, It's ok. I won't be taking that class anyway."
"What about that psych class you were so hyped up about?"
"It's going to be interesting. Professor Walsh is ok. She talks really fast, but then again, so do I. I nearly killed the TA yesterday."
"Buffy, what have we talked about?" Angel asked playfully.
"It was an accident. I was short, the books were up tall. Things went bad."
"It'll be ok tomorrow. Things will get better. The first couple of days are always awkward."
"Tell me about it!" Buffy sighed. "Well, I better get back. I have a class early in the morning and God knows how long it's going to take me to find my dorm room again."
"Want me to walk you?" Angel asked as they walked to the doors and Buffy picked up a couple of her books.
"Nah, I got it." Buffy kissed Angel. "Love you."
"I love you."
Buffy walked out and shut the door. She walked back to the campus and roamed around for any sign of a familiar building. For a slayer, she had no sense of direction..or memory for that matter. She turned around to look behind her and ran into someone.
"Ooh!" Buffy said, turning.
"Wow, sorry." The guy said.
"No, I-I wasn't looking"
"Did you, uh, lose your way?"
"Me? Oh, no, no, I'm just going to Fischer Hall. Which I know is on the Earth planet. Recently voted 'Most Pathetic.' Uh-huh."
"Hmm, well, I'm lost and I have a map. So.."
"Ooh, I come in second. I'm Buffy, by the way."
"Eddie."
"Ok, so. That's Fischer Hall, right?"
"Ok, and this is Dunwirth Building, that's my dorm.. it's just.. it's us I can't find."
"Are we the blue part?"
"No.. uh, YES!"
"Ok, right, so I-I came from there, then we just wanna go that way to the bike path." Buffy said, pointing.
"You sound very certain, I'm in." They started to walk as he noticed the books Buffy carried. "You're taking 'Psych 105' with Professor Walsh?"
"Yeah, I mean, I'm gonna try. She's not afraid of the long words, huh?"
"Yeah, she's pretty intense. A lot of the courses are really tough."
"I'm a little upset. I had it on good authority that this was a party school."
"I think it's supposed to get easier."
"I still feel like carrying around a security blanket."
"'Of Human Bondage.' Have you ever read it?"
"Oh, I'm not really into porn... I mean I'm just... I'm trying to cut way back."
Eddie laughed. "No, there's no actual bondage, it's just a novel. I've read it, like, ten times. I always keep it by my bed.. security blanket."
"I don't really have a security blanket.. unless you count Mr. Pointy."
"Mr. Pointy?"
"Oh, bike path. So it's nice to know that I'm not the only entirely confused person on this campus."
"I suspect there's a lot of us."
"Well, I'll look for you in Psych."
"Yeah, maybe we can help each other figure out what the hell they're talking about."
"Ok." Buffy laughed.
"Maybe even make it through the year."
"Goodnight."
"Night."
Buffy walked to her dorm room and went up. She looked out the window before laying down. As she suspected, Angel moved out of the shadows and headed towards the mansion. He had made sure that she made it to her dorm ok. God, she loved him! Buffy fell asleep with a smile on her face. Maybe college wasn't going to be so bad after all.
Buffy paced and looked down at Willow. "Anything?"
"Ah! 'Introduction to the Modern Novel.' 'A survey study of twentieth century novelists.' Open to freshmen, you might like that." Willow said.
"'Introduction to the Modern Novel?' I'm guessing I'd probably have to read the modern novel."
"Maybe more than one."
"I like books. I just don't want to take on too much. Do they have an introduction to the modern blurb?"
"Oh! Short story!"
"Well, that's good."
"Oh, no. It conflicts with Psych."
"Maybe I shouldn't take Psych."
"You gotta. I-It's fun, a-and you can use it as your science requirement. Anyway, Professor Walsh is supposed to be great. She's like, world- renowned."
"How do you get to be renowned? I mean, like, do you have to be 'nowned' first?"
"Yes, first there's the painful 'nowning' process. Wait! 'Images of Pop Culture.' This is good. T-They watch movies, TV shows, even commercials."
"For credit?"
"Heh! Isn't college good?"
"How'd I miss that one?" Buffy asked, sitting down on the blanket next to Willow.
"Well, you did sort of wait till the last minute with your course selection."
"Sorry, 'Miss I-chose-my-major-in-playgroup.'"
"That's an exaggeration. I just, you know, think it's good to be prepared. Don't want to be caught unaware."
"Well I've been busy! I was sort of in Europe dealing with evil gypsies. I just haven't had a whole lot of time to think about life at UC Sunnydale."
"And dealing with major smoochie time with Angel. It's exciting, though, isn't it?"
"Yeah! It's gonna be an adjustment."
"Yeah, it's like, five miles away. It's uncharted territory. I mean, even though Angel lives about two minutes away from the campus."
Behind the girls, a vampire's head popped out of the grave and he struggled to get out.
"Giles said I have to be secret-identity gal again." Buffy said.
"That makes sense." Willow said.
The vampire finally made it out and started to walk towards them, vamp face on.
"It's gonna be tough, though.. with a roommate." Buffy said.
"Yeah."
"I'm psyched about college. Definitely."
The vamp stopped as he saw weapons stacked against a gravestone.
"I just need to figure out how it's going to work with my extra-curricular activities." Buffy continued.
The vamp looked at Buffy, the smile disappearing.
"I just can't let it take the edge off my slaying."
The vamp shook his head, and turned and walked away.
"I gotta stay sharp." Buffy looked behind her toward the fresh grave. "Is this guy ever gonna wake up?"
"I don't know. Maybe he didn't get vamped." Willow said hopefully.
Buffy got a tingly sensation that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. "Or maybe he's already awake." Buffy stood and spun, stake at the ready, but it was only Angel.
"Hey! Whoa!" Angel said.
"God, I'm sorry!" Buffy said.
"It's ok. What are you two girls doing?"
"Planning my curriculum. Wanna help?"
"No thanks. I just came by to see how the slaying was going."
"This guy is lazy. He doesn't want to come out and play."
Angel turned and looked at the grave. "Uh, sweetie?"
"Yeah?"
"He's already risen."
Buffy stood amongst the crowd at the UC Sunnydale campus. She felt so small at the moment. She had no idea what exactly she was doing and people were yelling all around her about colored folders and not laying down. Some other people handed her multi colored flyers about Jesus and a party with Jello.
Buffy looked at the guy yelling about the party. "Hey, you guys know where Wiesman hall is?"
He didn't hear her though and Buffy kept walking. She felt like she was in outer space or something. This was all too much at once. Finally, Buffy found Willow.
"Buffy, Hey!" Willow said.
"Oh, boy am I glad to see you."
"Isn't this cool? There's so much going on." Willow asked as they started to walk together.
"Yeah. Almost, one might say, too much."
"I got all my courses... except for 'Modern Poetry', I had to switch to 'Ethno-musicology.' But that's cool, West African drumming; I think it's going to change everything. Have you met your roommate yet?"
"No."
"Me neither. I hope she's cool."
"I see you got ticketed too." Buffy said, motioning to Willow's flyers.
"Yes! I've heard about five different issues and I'm angry about each and every one of them. What'd you get?"
"'Jello shots.'"
"I didn't get 'Jello shots!' I-I'll trade you for a-a 'Take Back the Night.'"
"Are we heading anywhere near Wiesman Hall? I still need to get my I.D. card."
"Oh, I got mine this morning. The lines are really long now, you should have gone early."
"Well, I hope that I learn from this experience, and that I grow."
"I'm being annoying, aren't I?"
"No, it's nice that you're excited."
"It's just in High School, knowledge was pretty much frowned upon. You really had to work to learn anything. But here, the energy, the collective intelligence, it's like this force, this penetrating force, and I can just feel my mind opening up, you know, and letting this place thrust into and spurt knowledge into.. That sentence ended up in a different place than it started out in."
"I'm with you, though, I'm all for spurty knowledge. It's just, a little overwhelming. Don't you feel it?"
"Well, I'm.." Willow gasped. "Ooh, boyfriend! My on-campus boyfriend." Oz came up and he and Willow kissed.
"Oh no, I forgot to pick mine up. Line's probably really long there, too. Maybe I should run and get Angel."
"How are you?" Willow asked Oz.
"Good. It's pretty much a madhouse, a madhouse." Oz said.
"I know, I was just saying that to Willow. I mean it's just so overwhelming. Don't you feel completely disoriented?"
"Oz!" a guy said, walking past the little group.
"Hey Paul." Oz called.
"Finally matriculating with us, very cool! Tell me you're playing this week!" Paul asked.
"Thursday night, Alpha Delta."
"Ooh! I have that one!" Willow said, pulling out a flyer.
"I'm bringing the wrecking crew. Jello shots? Hmm? Do you know where they're distributing the work study applications?" Paul said.
"Back of Richmond Hall, next to the auditorium" Oz said.
"Thanks. See ya bro!" Paul walked off.
"Go get'em. My band's played here a lot. It's still all new. I don't know what the hell's going on. Hey, Doug!"
"Wow. You sure don't." Buffy said.
"Come on Buffy, let's go get our books from the store. You wanna come Oz?" Willow said.
"Nah. I gotta go get some other stuff for the house." Oz said.
"Ok."
"Here!" Willow said coming up with a basket.
Buffy dropped her armload of books in the basket. "Thanks. Can't wait till mom gets the bill for these books, I hope it's a funny aneurysm."
"'Introduction to Psychology.' Oh, up there." Willow tried to get a couple of the books all the way on top of a shelf.
"I'll get 'em. You know, this store discriminates against short people." Buffy stretched to grab them.
"Oh, I think there's a protest next week."
"Whoa, oh." The books fell on the head of a young man crouched underneath. He staggered back but recovered. "Oh, ahh. Oh god, I'm so sorry." Buffy said.
"I'm okay. It's okay. Well, that was bracing." The guy said.
"I'm so.. the books were just too high, and then everything was bad." Buffy bent to pick up the books.
"Let me give you a hand." He bent down and picked up some books. "Let's put a few of these down here." He put them on a lower shelf. "So, uh, are you girls taking Intro Psych, or do you just want me dead?"
"Uh-huh. I mean the first one."
"Well, you'll have a lot of fun. Professor Walsh.. she's quite a character."
"You've taken it?" Willow asked.
"I'm a TA, I'll be helping the Professor out. I'm sorry; I've forgotten my manners in all the concussion.. I'm Riley."
"Willow, and this is my friend Buffy."
"It's nice to meet you both."
"I'm nice to meet." Buffy said.
"Hey, do you know if we're going to be studying 'Operant Conditioning' in the first semester? 'Cause I hear that's kinda Professor Walsh's specialty." Willow said.
"Absolutely. Do you know her treatise on Dietrichs work?" Riley asked.
"I know of it."
"It's not in the syllabus, but it's a fascinating read.. if you're in to that sort of thing. They have it here."
"Oh, where?"
"I'll show you. I don't meet that many freshmen that know that much about psychology."
"Well, it's fascinating."
"Yeah, you know, 'cause everyone's got a brain." Buffy said. Riley half smiled politely and started leading the way. "Or, almost everyone. You know what? I have somewhere to be right now. I'll just go."
"It was nice to meet you." Riley said.
"See ya Buffy!" Willow said.
Buffy gave a little wave and headed off to find her dorm room. All the time wishing she had moved in with Angel. When she found the door to her room and opened it, the first thing she saw was two beds and two desks. A girl was unpacking a suitcase on the bed.
"Hi." Buffy said.
"Oh, hi! Are you Buffy?" the girl asked.
"Yeah."
"Kathy."
"Hi, it's nice to meet you."
"Yeah!"
Buffy put her things down on a desk and crossed over to the bed and sat down. "So, it's, ah.. it's a pretty nice room."
"Hmm! I was surprised, 'cause you hear horror stories about freshmen housing. You took the right side?"
"Yeah, umm, but if you want it.."
"No, no. I just wanted to make sure that's what you wanted. Exited for classes tomorrow?"
"Painfully."
"I bet there's going to be a lot of parties to go to this week, too. Not that I'm a crazy partier. Oh, and I'm not always this hyper, either. I'm just excited."
"Yeah, me too."
"I am really glad they put me with somebody cool.. I can tell that you're cool. I just know that this whole year is going to be super fun!" Kathy said, putting up a Celine Dion poster.
The next night after her patrol, Buffy sat on the couch between Angel's legs in the mansion.
"It was awful! He embarrassed me in front of everyone." Buffy said. "Should I go beat him up like a dutiful boyfriend would?" Angel asked smiling.
"No. No, It's ok. I won't be taking that class anyway."
"What about that psych class you were so hyped up about?"
"It's going to be interesting. Professor Walsh is ok. She talks really fast, but then again, so do I. I nearly killed the TA yesterday."
"Buffy, what have we talked about?" Angel asked playfully.
"It was an accident. I was short, the books were up tall. Things went bad."
"It'll be ok tomorrow. Things will get better. The first couple of days are always awkward."
"Tell me about it!" Buffy sighed. "Well, I better get back. I have a class early in the morning and God knows how long it's going to take me to find my dorm room again."
"Want me to walk you?" Angel asked as they walked to the doors and Buffy picked up a couple of her books.
"Nah, I got it." Buffy kissed Angel. "Love you."
"I love you."
Buffy walked out and shut the door. She walked back to the campus and roamed around for any sign of a familiar building. For a slayer, she had no sense of direction..or memory for that matter. She turned around to look behind her and ran into someone.
"Ooh!" Buffy said, turning.
"Wow, sorry." The guy said.
"No, I-I wasn't looking"
"Did you, uh, lose your way?"
"Me? Oh, no, no, I'm just going to Fischer Hall. Which I know is on the Earth planet. Recently voted 'Most Pathetic.' Uh-huh."
"Hmm, well, I'm lost and I have a map. So.."
"Ooh, I come in second. I'm Buffy, by the way."
"Eddie."
"Ok, so. That's Fischer Hall, right?"
"Ok, and this is Dunwirth Building, that's my dorm.. it's just.. it's us I can't find."
"Are we the blue part?"
"No.. uh, YES!"
"Ok, right, so I-I came from there, then we just wanna go that way to the bike path." Buffy said, pointing.
"You sound very certain, I'm in." They started to walk as he noticed the books Buffy carried. "You're taking 'Psych 105' with Professor Walsh?"
"Yeah, I mean, I'm gonna try. She's not afraid of the long words, huh?"
"Yeah, she's pretty intense. A lot of the courses are really tough."
"I'm a little upset. I had it on good authority that this was a party school."
"I think it's supposed to get easier."
"I still feel like carrying around a security blanket."
"'Of Human Bondage.' Have you ever read it?"
"Oh, I'm not really into porn... I mean I'm just... I'm trying to cut way back."
Eddie laughed. "No, there's no actual bondage, it's just a novel. I've read it, like, ten times. I always keep it by my bed.. security blanket."
"I don't really have a security blanket.. unless you count Mr. Pointy."
"Mr. Pointy?"
"Oh, bike path. So it's nice to know that I'm not the only entirely confused person on this campus."
"I suspect there's a lot of us."
"Well, I'll look for you in Psych."
"Yeah, maybe we can help each other figure out what the hell they're talking about."
"Ok." Buffy laughed.
"Maybe even make it through the year."
"Goodnight."
"Night."
Buffy walked to her dorm room and went up. She looked out the window before laying down. As she suspected, Angel moved out of the shadows and headed towards the mansion. He had made sure that she made it to her dorm ok. God, she loved him! Buffy fell asleep with a smile on her face. Maybe college wasn't going to be so bad after all.