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Buffy stared at her best friend. The word huge wasn't
even close to describing what Willow had told her.
Buffy's mind was trying to process what was just said. It
was really mind blowing.
"Uh, Buffy?" Willow finally ventured. "Are you all
right? You're not freaked, are you?"
Buffy shook her head to clear it. She hesitated
before she finally said, "not freaked. Just surprised.
How long have you been feeling this way?"
Willow shrugged. "It's part of the reason that I
broke up with Oz. There aren't any specific girls that
I'm interested. At least not in Sunnydale."
Buffy's face grew into a look of surprise. "You've
already found somebody. Who doesn't live in Sunnydale."
Willow couldn't help but smile at her best friend's
tone. "Remember when I went on that visit to U of M."
Buffy nodded. "Well, I uh kinda had this brief encounter
with a really special girl."
"Encounter?" Buffy raised her eyebrows. "And just how
brief and special and do I really want to know the
details?"
"Not like that!" Willow sighed. "We just talked. And
not really about much and not long. There was just
something about her. The minute I looked into those blue
eyes of hers, I knew. And when our hands touched, there
was this spark of some kind. I'm telling you it was like
we were supposed to meet. We are meant to be."
"All right, miss hide things." Buffy smiled as Willow
began squirming. "Who is this girl and when do I get to
meet her. She seems to have captured my best friend's
heart."
"Uh, well, um, you see..." Willow began staring at
the floor. "There's just a little problem."
"Will, what's the matter? Doesn't this girl get how
special you are?" Buffy put a hand on her shoulder. "I'll
have a talk and straighten her out. You are one great
catch."
Willow smiled at the thought. Buffy was accepting
what she had said already. And she was even trying to
help her out. "Well, you see." Willow sighed. "That's the
big problem. I don't know where she is."
"What?" Buffy again shook her head. "Is this girl the
love'em and leave'em type, 'cause if she is, she'll have
to deal with me."
"No, Buffy. It's not like that." Willow looked into
her eyes. "She was on a visit to decide which college she
wanted to go to, just like me. She told me she was going
to be moving soon and so she didn't give me her address.
But.."
"But," Buffy gently prodded.
"She did send me this." Willow handed Buffy the
letter that was already getting worn from Willow having
read it so many times.
"She's really into you." Buffy looked at her best
friend. "So now all you have to do is track her down and
make her come be with you. That is what you want, right?"
"If I could, I would." Willow stood and began pacing.
"I don't know if this sounds weird or not but I think I'm
already in love with her. And I mean in love. Even more
than I was with Oz. But I don't know where she is. What
am I going to do? My heart hurts at the thought of not
ever seeing her again. To even be friends would be
wonderful."
"Boy, have you got it bad." Buffy teased. "I wish I
could tell you what to do. You didn't even get her last
name, did you." Willow shook her head. "I hate to say it,
but it looks like you've got to wait and see if she
writes again.
It was two weeks later. Willow was about to leave for
her first day of college. The excitement she felt was a
little overwhelming. But she was also very sad. She still
hadn't heard from Tara. That meant that she had decided
on another college. And that she didn't want to at least
be friends.
She walked down the stairs and glanced at the table
her parents set her mail on. Her heart did a little flip
when she saw that there was a letter. She had patrolled
the night before with Buffy, and hadn't checked to see if
she had mail.
She grabbed the letter and tore into it. It again had
no return address. She didn't look at the postage mark.
The scent of a very familiar perfume made it to her nose.
It was from her.
Dear Willow, Again, I'm sorry it's been so long since I
wrote. I've been busy moving. I'm almost settled in now.
It won't be long and I'll be able to e-mail you as well
as give you my address. It was a tough decision, but I
think I made the right one. Everyday, I think about you.
I hope you still think about me. I still miss you. The
weird thing is, I feel like I know you. If we do see each
other again, I hope we can talk about something. I think
I can trust you with it. Next time I write, I promise to
give you my address. I wish we could see each other in
person. I miss your red hair and green eyes. Tara
Willow's eyes grew at the last sentence. The woman
was fixating on her looks. Did that mean she was too?
Maybe. But she shouldn't get too excited. By the sounds
of the letter, she had made her choice of schools as
well. And since she didn't share, it must mean that it
wasn't here in Sunnydale.
Willow's first class was Psychology. She and Buffy
were taking it together, Buffy very reluctantly. Willow
was noticing a little flirting going on between Buffy and
the TA. Riley had seemed very nice in the bookstore.
Maybe this was the guy to get Buffy over Angel, or at
least not to be so depressed.
"That was an interesting class." Buffy said on their
way out.
"Lot's of details on the first day, but that's
Professor Walsh for you." Willow began walking towards
her second class. "Sorry, Buffy, but I've got English
Lit. I'll see you back at the dorm later."
"Yeah, I've got my next class." Buffy watched her
friend for a moment. She than went to her own class.
Willow was already in the classroom. She sat in the
fourth row back as she did in most of her classes.
Looking around for any familiar faces, she sighed as she
didn't see any. That's when a familiar voice startled
her.
"I-is this s-seat taken?" Tara's beautiful face was
hidden by her blonde hair.
"Tara!" Willow stood up quickly. "But, I thought,
since you didn't leave any address that you were not
coming here that you were going elsewhere and that I
would never see you again or never hear from you again at
all." Willow took a breath.
"Y-you really are q-quite the talker." Tara smiled
shyly.
"Speaking of talking, didn't your last letter say you
wanted to share something with me?" Willow smiled as the
blonde's cheeks reddened considerably. "Sorry, didn't
mean to push. It's.. I just thought I'd never see you
again, and here you are."
"Y-yes." Tara sat down. Willow followed suit. "I-if
you're not busy after c-class, w-we could m-maybe have c-
coffee and talk."
Willow smiled even brighter. "Coffee sounds good. And
than you can tell me why you decided to come to UC-
Sunnydale."
"I thought that would be obvious." Tara's cheeks
reddened even more.