New In Town
by Salix
The New Girl
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It was Buffy Summers' first day at her new high school. She was nervous, yes, but she wasn't too worried about fitting in. She fit in great at her old school. She had been the captain of the of cheerleading squad, and the May Queen, so it's safe to say that she was really popular. And that had been at a school in L.A., this was just a school in a small town called Sunnydale, so making friends here should be a piece of cake.
She had already met a girl named Cordelia. She was pretty, but a bitch. The kind of person who let the popularity go to her head. They had run into this redhead in the hall, at the drinking fountain. Willow? Buffy wasn't sure. She did know that the girl was cute, a little nerdy, but still cute.
She had watched her as she walked away from them while Cordelia took a drink of water, and Willow had looked back at her before walking into a room disappearing from view, and when she looked back, Buffy got all sorts of butterflies in her stomach.
Buffy has never been afraid to go after what she's wanted. And she definitely wanted Willow. But she didn't know how welcome she would be here if she came out right away. It wasn't that big of a deal in L.A. Being gay was pretty much the new fad there. But here, in a small town, she thought that she might be chased in the streets by an angry mod carrying pitchforks and fire lit torches. Ok, maybe a little over the top, but that's still what she imagined.
She was able to get away from Cordelia. Anymore of that girl and she might take her head off. It would be totally accidental, well not really, but oh well. She was walking around looking for a particular redhead, hoping to at least have a basic conversation, maybe even strike up some sort of friendship before the whole gay thing came up.
She went to the library to get some textbooks that she needed, and hoping that the red head would be there. She had talked to some other people in her classes and they informed her that Willow is the go to girl when it comes to studying because she'll do the work for you. But she wasn't at the library, and what was worst, the librarian was a total freak. Probably a watcher, because he was British it was a strong possibility, but Buffy is retired, or she likes to think she is.
She found Willow in the quad sitting at on a bench. She was eating her lunch, alone. If she was going to make her move it would be now or never. The girl had to have some friends, and Buffy didn't want to embarrass herself in front of them, or Willow for that matter.
"Uh, hi. Willow, right?" she asked and just stood there. The redhead looked up at her. Her eyes widened a little as she looked at the blonde, stunned for a moment before she gained some composure. She tried not to blush and hoped that this new girl, this very pretty new girl, didn't notice that she had been staring.
"Why? I-I mean, hi! Uh, did you want me to move?" she asked and prepared to gather up her stuff. If this blonde was hanging out with Cordelia then there was no way in hell she would ever want Willow as a friend, or anything more. Why do I keep thinking that about her? I like boys not girls, she thought.
"Why don't we just start with 'Hi, I'm Buffy' and, uh, then let's segue directly into me asking you for a favor," she said and sat down next to the redhead. She had heard about this girl from some of the other kids she had talked to at the school. And she was hoping to spend some time with her through what she had heard.
Buffy mentioned that it would mean hanging out with her, and Willow said that she wouldn't be able to legally hang out with her if Buffy was hanging out with Cordelia. Willow said that they could meet in the library and Buffy asked about meeting somewhere else because the library gives her the wiggins. Then Willow started to babble on about how the new librarian brought all of these old artifacts over with him, and historical volumes and biographies.
Buffy couldn't help but suppress a smile. Willow is just so cute when she babbles, she thought. But Willow stopped herself when she noticed that she was starting to babble, which is a really bad habit of hers, especially when she's nervous, and being around Buffy really makes her nervous.
"-and I am the single dullest person alive?" she asked, snapping Buffy back to reality. She had been watching Willow's lips during the babble fest, fighting every fiber in her body that was telling her to kiss Willow.
"Not at all," Buffy said with a smile. She was getting ready to make her move right then. To suggest that Willow come over to her house sometime to study.
She could just imagine it now: pizza, sodas, some old horror movie playing on the T.V., Willow getting scared and hiding her face in Buffy's shoulder, Buffy rubbing Willow's back to comfort her. Then the movie would end and it would be dark while the credits play, Willow would notice that she's in Buffy's arms and probably be a little embarrassed, but before she could pull away completely Buffy would lean in a plant a soft yet firm kiss on the redhead's yummy looking lips.
One of three things could happen after that. Willow would either freak out, tell Buffy that she hated her and never wanted to see her again, and then leave. Or she would reciprocate the kiss and they would have a heavy make out session on the living room couch. Or Willow could pull away, say that she isn't gay and they should just forget about the whole thing and just be friends.
But I want the second one to happen, Buffy whined her in her mind. She was just getting ready to open her mouth and ask if Willow would stop by tonight so they could "study" when two guys walked up and started talking to them. One of them even hitting on Buffy. Great, another guy hitting on me, just what I needed to make this day complete, she thought and tried not to roll her eyes.
Then Cordelia walked up and started talking to them, mostly to Buffy. She dissed on the other three a couple of times, and it really bothered Buffy. She didn't really care about Cordelia making fun of the guys, but she didn't want her saying anything bad about Willow.
Then Cordelia mentioned that a dead body was found in the girl's locker room. And Buffy had to go and check it out. Yeah, it sounds morbid, and it kinda is, but a slayer's gotta do what a slayer's gotta do. Even if it means looking at a dead body.
She did the whole snooping around thing for a while and then found the body, which had two little holes in the neck, meaning that a vampire was on the loose and she needed to kill it. And all of this happened before she got a chance to ask Willow to go to her house. It seemed like nothing was going to go as planned today. But tonight is a whole other story.
Buffy walked into the Bronze. She thought that maybe, just maybe, Willow would be there. Cordelia made it sound like it was the only cool place to hang out and she hoped that Willow would go. She needed to see her, needed to talk to her. She didn't know why her feelings were so strong for the redhead. Sure, she had dated before, her longest relationship lasting a good six months, but she never felt this strongly for the person.
She walked into the club. It seemed pretty cool for an all age bar. There were plenty of people on the dance floor, the music sounded good, and the people seemed to be having a good time. She looked around and let her eyes wonder to the bar. She saw her sitting there by herself so Buffy walked that way.
She said hi and sat down next to Willow. She asked if the redhead was there with someone else, thinking that maybe she had a date. She had to control her giddiness when Willow said that she was there alone. Willow told her how she doesn't date because whenever she's around a boy she can't really talk and then she has to go away.
Buffy was only half listening to what she was saying because her mind was drawn to those lips again. She wondered what they would feel like to kiss. How soft they would be, and what they might taste like. She had to be careful though, because if she let herself sink too deeply into this kind of thinking then she might end up doing something that she'll regret.
The night wore on. Buffy and Willow talked some more and Buffy gave Willow a little friendly advice. She shared her motto that life is short. But even as she muttered the words she felt like a hypocrite because the one thing that she wanted was sitting right in front of her and she was too scared to do anything about it.
The inevitable happened and the good night turned into a bad one when Willow ended up leaving the Bronze with a vampire. Buffy had to save her and she did, along with Xander. The two were totally freaked out once they learned that vampires are real and that Buffy is the slayer and that Mr. Giles, the librarian is really her watcher.
Buffy was upset but hiding it. She just knew that there was no way Willow would ever want her now. She blew it, why couldn't she have gotten to her sooner? All of those bad thoughts were running through her mind and all she wanted to do was go home and curl up under her covers and go to sleep.
To her surprise Willow and Xander didn't leave. They stuck by her, becoming her very close friends. She had been there for a month and was still avoiding telling them about the whole gay thing. In her eyes it wasn't a big deal, but she didn't know how they would feel, and until she knew their point of views on the subject in the closet she would remain.
Then it happened. This was the night that she was going to make her move, it just had to be. Her mother would be out of town for a night to pick something up for the gallery that for some reason couldn't be delivered. So Buffy invited Willow over for a sleep over. She just hoped that she didn't scare the redhead away.
She had rented the horror movie classic and made up the largest bowl of popcorn and set twelve sodas on the coffee table. She also had some candy, mostly chocolate, a couple of blankets folded up on the couch, in case they got cold, and a very large pillow sitting on the floor on the side of the couch that only Buffy knew was there, just in case everything went according to her plan and they didn't make it up to the bedroom.
She jumped in fright when she heard the doorbell ring. Get a grip Summers, you're the damn Slayer remember? She thought as she made her way to the door. She let Willow in and they exchanged their hellos, and Buffy showed Willow where she could put her stuff. Willow was surprised to see that most of the lights were already turned off and everything in the living room was set up.
"So, what movie did you get?" she asked and sat down on the couch. She took off her shoes, and set them aside. She made herself comfortable as she closely watched the slayer. She looked nervous, which just wasn't right. Buffy doesn't get nervous, at least she's never seen Buffy nervous.
"The Shining," she told the redhead. She smiled when she thought of Willow burying her face in Buffy's shoulder to shield herself from the horror. Willow smiled back and watched Buffy put the tape in. She couldn't help but steal a little glance down at the blonde's bottom. "Let the horror begin," she said and sat down next to Willow.
God, I think this was a bad idea. I don't now how much more of this I can take. I mean, this movie isn't that scary is it? Buffy thought. Willow's face was now permanently attached to Buffy's shoulder. The rest of her body pressed up against the blonde's, wanting to be comforted. Sure, she was exaggerating her fear. But how many opportunities is she going to get to be this close to her crush?
Might was well take advantage of the situation.
Buffy then became too involved in the movie to really think about anything else. She did however feel the quick intake of breath and Willow stiffen up. But she didn't really think anything of it because the redhead was proving to be a wuss when it comes to scary movies. But she did pay attention when she heard the porcelain girl give out the tiniest little moan. A moan so quiet that only her slayer hearing could pick it up.
She stopped paying attention to what was happening on the T.V. screen and was suddenly aware that her hand was slowly but surely rubbing Willow's inner thigh, slowly making it's way up to her center. Buffy stiffened and pulled her hand away.
"I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking, I didn't notice, I'm so sorry," she babbled and looked at Willow's face. She noticed that the redhead frowned for just a fraction of a second at the loss of the contact, but then went back to normal.
"It's ok. I didn't really notice either, I was too busy watching the movie," she lied and Buffy could tell because the redhead wasn't looking her in the eye. Not only that but she had heard her moan, even if it was small it had still happened. She wasn't sure if tonight was going to go as she had planned, and the thought made her kind of sad. Willow noticed this and wasn't hesitant to question it.
"What's wrong Buffy?" she asked and sat up a little straighter. The slayer had moved away from her and there was a generous amount of space in between them, and Willow wanted the contact, she needed it but she was too afraid to speak up about it.
"Nothing, Will, nothing's wrong. I'm sorry for what happened, I didn't mean anything by it," she answered and smiled. It was Willow's turn to frown now. So she really didn't mean it, and it meant nothing to her. Willow looked over at the clock, it was still kind of early, but she wanted to go to bed, she didn't want to talk anymore.
"Can we go to bed now? I'm getting kind of tired," she said, not looking at the slayer. Buffy looked over at Willow, confused. She had had a couple of sleepovers with the redhead and she never went to bed this early. She didn't know what was up with her and she wanted to know really bad, but she also wanted to respect Willow's wishes.
"Sure. Hey, Will, what's wrong?" she asked when she thought she saw tears in Willow's eyes. Now she was really concerned and curious to find out what was going on in that redhead's head. Willow shook her head no and then stood up from the couch.
"Na-nothing's wrong. I...I just want to go to bed now, that's all," she said and looked at Buffy's face, but avoided her eyes. And then she looked down at the floor. Buffy let the thought cross her mind, the thought that maybe Willow was upset because she had been touching her was still there, but then another crept in for only a second, that maybe Willow was sad because Buffy had stopped touching her.
She wasn't sure, and she was not about to get her hopes up but she had to let Willow somehow know that she wanted her. Even if it was some small way, some tiny little gesture that let her friend know that she didn't need to be scared because Buffy wouldn't hurt her, wouldn't be mad at her if she was feeling those kinds of feelings too.
They went up to the bedroom and changed into their pajamas. They would be sleeping the same bed, like they always did whenever they slept over at each other's houses. It wasn't a big deal, but something seemed off for Buffy as she crawled under the covers and turned out the light.
"Willow, what's wrong?" she asked when she thought she saw a tear or two sneak it's way out of the girl's eyes. Willow had her back to Buffy and she didn't move. She tensed up and held her breath, but she didn't move, didn't say a word. Buffy became concerned and sat up in the bed, putting her back against the headboard.
"Willow, please talk to me," she whispered. She and Willow had become really close friends for the short time that Buffy had been here in Sunnydale. They could talk about anything, well almost anything, so the fact that Willow was suddenly clamming up was a little unnerving.
"It's nothing Buffy. Let's just go to sleep," she said and held back a sob. She didn't know why she was getting so upset. She hadn't known Buffy that long, and she was pretty suspicious that the slayer was gay, and the thought of her rejecting her like that, the way she just brushed off that touch on the couch, it was upsetting. She wasn't wanted, not by the guys at school, and not by Buffy, she felt like she would never be wanted.
"Willow, if I tell you something will you promise me not to freak out?" she asked and turned the light on. She waited for some type of response, but then figured that the bed was not the best place to have this conversation. "Umm, Willow? Can we go back downstairs before I tell you this, 'cause I don't want you to freak out or anything." Willow tensed again but then nodded her head.
Buffy got out of bed and watched as Willow wiped her eyes before she turned around to face her friend. No, she wasn't just a friend, she was the person that Willow wanted and in more then a sexual way. She wanted Buffy to be hers, she wanted to date her, and she wanted to be Buffy's.
They walked down the stairs in silence and went into the living room. They sat back down on the couch. There was a lot of space in between them. Willow grabbed one of the blankets and unfolded it. She was so cold, oh so cold. She had felt that way for a while now and no matter what she did she couldn't make the feeling go away.
"Ok, I don't really know how to prepare you for this so I'm just going to come out and say it," Buffy said and inwardly kicked herself for the little pun. "I'm gay Willow, have been since, like, eighth grade."
Willow didn't tense when Buffy said that and Buffy thought it was a little strange, most people did. And what was even stranger was when Willow seemed to let out a sigh of relief. Now that struck her curiosity and there was no letting go of it now.
"Are you?" Buffy asked and she watched as Willow's eyes widened. She was caught off guard with the question and she didn't know how to reply. So she sat there, her mouth opening and closing with no sound coming out, as she tried to think of some type of answer. To be honest, she wasn't sure what
she was.
She watched as Buffy leaned in really close, chasing away the space that separated them. She closed her eyes and then she felt the softness of the slayer's lips on hers. She was stunned for a second, not too sure what she was going to do, but she didn't think about it as she leaned into the kiss.
Oh my God, I'm kissing Willow and she's kissing me back! Buffy thought. She leaned out of the kiss, taking a much-needed breath of air. She and Willow were practically panting and she noticed that Willow still hadn't opened her eyes. Which was fine with her once she saw the little smile that came across the other girl's face.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to do that," Willow whispered not too sure if she had said that in her head or out loud, or both. She didn't really care because right now she was happy, and she was in a daze, and she wanted to stay in it for as long as possible.
Buffy smiled, pleased with herself. The night wasn't going exactly as planned but it was good enough. So Willow had feelings for her, huh? Willow had been wanting Buffy to kiss her for a while now it seems. She was glad that she didn't hesitate to kiss her because if she had both of their hearts might have been broken that night.
"Willow," Buffy said sheepishly. Willow opened her eyes, and looked a little surprised, like she had forgotten that Buffy was in the room. She looked into the eyes of the slayer, and shyness was in them, along with the rest of her face. She just looks so damn cute when she gets all shy, she thought.
"Yeah Buffy?" she asked. She was slightly aware of the fact that they were holding hands, but she didn't want to draw attention to it for the fear that Buffy might let go. So she just kept looking into the hazel eyes of the first girl she's ever had deep romantic feelings for, not scared for a second to what might happen if anyone else found out about them.
"Will you go out with me?" she asked and looked away from Willow, as if she were afraid of what the answer may be. Willow was a little confused at first, but then she caught on and she couldn't help but smile.
"You mean like, will I be your girlfriend?" she asked and the smile grew when Buffy nodded her head yes. She leaned in and planted a small yet sweet kiss on Buffy's lips. She knew that everything from now on would work out and that they would be happy, together.
"I'll take that as a yes," Buffy said and smiled. She looked into Willow's eyes glad to be right were she was, in Willow's arms. Neither of them had realized when it happened but somehow Buffy had ended up sitting in Willow's lap with the redhead's arms wrapped around the blonde, soft hands rubbing the length of her back.
Buffy then sat up straight, a new light shining her eyes, and a sudden giddiness taking her over. She put her hands on Willow's shoulders as she beamed with happiness and almost shook with joy at the thought that was running in her mind.
"So, where do you want to go for our first date?" she asked sounding very enthusiastic. Willow just laughed and slightly shook her head at the way Buffy was acting. Now that all of this had happened, this wonderful thing, she seemed so hyper.
"Wherever you wanna take me," she told her. Buffy smiled a new type of calm taking over her senses as she leaned in a kissed Willow again.
The kisses were very chaste, no tongue involved, but that could come with time, for now they wanted to take things slow, although Buffy had been hoping that the night would be a little more eventful, but she wasn't going to rush Willow especially now that she had a date to plan.
I'm almost done with the sequel, I promise....