Buffy Summers stepped into her new dorm room with a smile on her face. She was finally going to have the ultimate college experience. Setting down the last of the boxes she had brought form her parent’s house, she looked at her new surroundings. The setup was one of the nicer dorms at UCLA. It had two single bedrooms, a private bathroom, and a living area. Most of the other dorms just had two twin beds, a sink, and the students had to use a community bathroom. Buffy’s father had insisted that if his baby was going to live on campus she deserved nothing but the best accommodations. Her dad wasn’t exactly thrilled with the idea of her living in a coed building, but it was the only one that had private rooms so he had reluctantly agreed.
Buffy was starting to put her things away, when she heard a knock on the door.
Willow stood in the open doorway of her best friend’s dorm room. Looking around, she didn’t see her anywhere. She knocked on the door to let Buffy know she was there.
Buffy heard Willows voice and poked her head out of her bedroom.
Buffy had befriended Willow in their freshman year of college. The two had had a few classes together and hit it off instantly. Since then they had been inseparable. Willow was what you would call a natural beauty. She had shoulder length fire red hair that framed her thin face and deep green eyes that no one could look into while telling a lie. Her skin was flawless with a smooth porcelain color. But it was her personality that topped it all off. Willow was the sweetest person you could have ever met, but you sure didn’t want to get on her bad side or mess with her friends. If anyone dared to make Willow mad she became what Buffy liked to call ‘evil veiny Willow’. Buffy called her this because a vein in Willow’s forehead would pop out and pulse rapidly when she was mad.
Buffy smiled brightly at her friend and invited her in. “Hey Wills, come on in. I was just trying to put some things away before my new roomie gets here.”
Willow walked in the spacious room and jutted her lip out in a pout. “ This is so not fair! I could totally fit my whole room in your living area alone, and hello, your own bathroom.”
Buffy couldn’t help but laugh at her best friend’s blatant jealousy of her room. “Well I tried to convince you to room with me.”
“I know, but there is no way I could afford to live here. My scholarship only covers the basic room and board.” She whined to her blonde friend. Not wanting to put a damper on Buffy’s day, she changed the subject. “Any who, so when does your roomie get here?”
Buffy furrowed her brow. “I don’t know. The housing office called the other day and said my original roommate was going to live off campus, so the computer was going to spit me out another. She is supposed to be here some time today.”
Willow picked up a box from the floor and made her way to Buffy’s room. “I’ll help you unpack and wait with you until your roommate arrives.”
Buffy smiled at the red head appreciatively. “Thanks Wills, you’re the best.”
Willow returned her smile. “Yeah well you know me, I’m all ‘helper girl’.”
When Buffy and Willow had finished unpacking all of Buffy’s bedroom things they were both in need of a break.
“Hey, how ‘bout I run down the hall and grab some cokes from the drink machine at the common area while you sit and relax. Sound good?”
“Alright, I’ll stay here in case your mystery roomy shows up” Willow said as she plopped on Buffy’s bed. Buffy grabbed her wallet from off the desk and headed out the door. Willow was just getting comfortable when she heard someone walk in the door. Thinking it might be Buffy’s room mate, she hopped of the bed and rushed into the living area.
Spike looked at the piece of paper in his hand and then back to the door in front of him. Room 206, this was the place. Sauntering in, he looked around the room. Clearly his flat mate had already arrived because there were boxes scattered about in the living area. Wait a minute. Did that box have flowers and hearts on it? Great, he was going to be living with a poofter. This was just one more thing to add to the shit list now wasn’t it? First the housing office called to say they had changed his room, which needless to say, was going to cost him more money, and now he was going to have to live with a guy who played for the other team. It wasn’t like he was a homophobe, he just didn’t know how he felt about his house mate bringin’ ‘dates’ back into their room. Dropping his duffle on the ground he let out a sigh.
When Willow walked into the living area her eyes lit up. She squealed and rushed to the person standing in the living room with open arms.
Spike nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a squeal that he was sure to have had every dog within a 50 mile radius going absolutely mad. Snapping his eyes in the direction of the offending noise he furrowed his brow. “Red is that you?” What the bloody hell is she doing here?
Willow wrapped her arms around Spike and squeezed. She hadn’t seen him in almost five years, but she would recognize that platinum blond hair anywhere. When he stood there not moving she pulled back and gave him a bright smile.
“Oh my gosh!” Willow exclaimed. “What are you doing here at UCLA? Last I heard you were going to some stuffy university back in England. I can’t believe you’re here, it’s been forever!”
Spike smiled after he got over the initial shock of seeing his childhood friend. “Damn Red, you look good.” He chuckled as her face began to match her hair, “I decided to try out the whole American college experience. My Mum agreed to let me come as long as I went somewhere close to ol’ Rupes. You know, so he could keep tabs on me and all.” He was wondering what Willow was doing in his room, but assumed she was friends of the supposed poof that was going to be living with him. ‘I guess at least this is one good thing that came off all this bullocks’ he thought.
Willow knew Spike from back in her hometown of Sunnydale. He had been traveling from England to visit his Uncle Giles every summer since he was ten years old. Since Giles worked at Sunnydale’s public library which was practically Willow’s second home, the redhead had gotten to know Spike, who she knew as William back then. Spike had turned out to be a bookworm just like her, so they had gotten along immediately. They would hang out in the dank old library talking about all the different books they had read and go to the park close to Willow’s house. What started out as a summer crush, for Willow, had turned out to become a lifetime friendship.
When Spike came back every summer and he always made sure to go and see his American friend.. It wasn’t until the last summer, but it was the last summer he came to Sunnydale that he came back as Spike. Apparently the previous year his heart had been broken by some girl back in England. It was then that Spike had decided that he was going to change his image from shy conservative William to bad boy Spike who wore all black and leather.
Willow was so excited to see Spike she had forgotten that she was standing in the middle of Buffy’s dorm room. Furrowing her brow, she looked at him questioningly.
Spike looked at her and frowned. “What?”
“What are you doing here?” She asked thoroughly confused.
Spike gave her an unsure look. “I thought we already covered that one luv.” Something about her line of questioning was making him uneasy.
Willow waved her hand dismissively. “No not that, I mean in Buffy’s room.”
Spike looked toward the ceiling and shook his head. “Great! Not only do I live with a poof, but he goes by Buffy.” When he looked back at Willow she looked even more confused.
“Spike what are you talking about? Buffy’s a girl.” Willow said still not quite understanding, feeling the need to clarify Buffy’s gender.
Spike jaw snapped open. There was no way this could be happening. Making sure he heard her right, he clarified. “Buffy’s a girl.” It was a statement, not a question.
“Yes, as in doesn’t have a…” she said gesturing to nether region of his anatomy.
“Dick” Spike finished for her.
Willow went beet red. “Yes, that.” Changing the subject she continued. “So if Buffy lives here and you supposedly live here…..” she trailed off as she came to the startling conclusion.
Spike must have stumbled on the same thing as Willow because he looked at her wide-eyed and yelled “Bloody hell! My fucking roommate is a girl?”
Willow went into complete panic mode. “No this can’t be happening Buffy lives here so you can’t, because you’re a boy and she’s a girl. Boy’s and girls can’t live together, because, well, this is college and all boys think about is doing you know and this is Buffy’s room so you….” Spike grabbed the red heads shoulders to stop her rambling.
“Red you need to breathe. Your face is turning a very scary color of blue.”
Willow took a deep needed breath. ‘Buffy is so gonna flip out when she gets back and finds she’s living with a guy’ she thought.. Then, as if by power of suggestion, said blonde came bouncing in the door way with drinks in hand.
“Hey Wills sorry it took me so long, but I saw Riley from my psych class last year in the common area, and who is your friend with his hands on your shoulders?” Buffy trailed off, looking puzzled.
Upon hearing a very girly voice in the door way Spike turned to see who it belonged to. In the entrance to the room stood the cutest thing he had ever seen, well cute wasn’t exactly accurate. She was bloody gorgeous. She was a petite little thing with long golden hair that fell down past her shoulders and the most piercing green eyes he had ever seen. They way she had her head cocked to the side while biting her bottom lip made her look like the picture of innocence. Looking at the angel before him, Spike noticed she was checking him out and a smirk curled at his lips.
Buffy’s first thoughts of the platinum blond standing in her dorm room were ‘yummy’. He was wearing tight black jeans that showed off what must be the tightest butt she had ever seen and a black leather duster. It wasn’y until he turned around that she felt that she was about wet her pants. He had the face of a God, from his smooth chiseled cheekbones to his penetrating blue eyes. After letting her eyes roam over the rest of his well toned body she looked back up to his face and saw a smirk play at his full bee stung lips. Knowing she had been totally caught checking him out, she blushed profusely and questioned Willow. “So….. Who’s your friend?”
Willow let out a small whimper and squeaked out “Your new roommate.”
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