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Title: Meant To Be
Part: 7/18

"This book is really fascinating." Willow thought. Her face was buried in a book about the mating rituals of some demon. The words bled into each other. The horrifying pictures of the boinking demons were blurs.

The harder she tried to focus on the book, the less she seemed to be able to. All she could hear were Xander and Cordelia's lips smacking, their giggles and their hushed whispers.

They were supposed to be researching. The lack of demon activity had Giles worried. He feared something big was going to happen.

She wished Buffy wasn't at her father's house for the weekend. At least then they could rush off somewhere... away from the cause of her heart breaking. At least Buffy would be back the next afternoon. She'd be able to spill her guts then.

Xander and Cordelia had come out about their relationship earlier in the week... when they'd been discovered in a broom closet. A good deal of the Sunnydale High population had seen them. Their was no point in them lying about it anymore.

"Hey Will, whatcha reading?" Xander asked.

Willow lowered her book from her face to see look at him briefly. Cordelia was on his lap. She forced herself not to cringe. "Reading?" She closed the book to look at the title. "The uh... "Mating Rituals of the Disamorlrek Demon."

"I think you need a boyfriend if you're reading that." Cordelia snickered.

Willow blushed and stood up. "I better go. I told my mom I'd be home early tonight." She grabbed her things and quickly rushed out... but not before she heard Cordelia shout that she'd forgotten her book.

She could feel her heated face, and the tears that had begun to form. She would not cry about Xander Harris anymore. If he liked someone as cruel as Cordelia, fine. She could have him.

She was rushing down the street when a pair of bright headlights came rushing towards her. She was still as they stopped inches form her.

Her whole life had flew before her eyes. It was sad. She didn't want to die when she'd done so very little with herself in her sixteen years.

The driver of the large van rushed out. "Hey! Are you alright?" It was a boy with orange hair.

"Yeah. Sorry." She blinked a couple of times, then looked at him. He was really cute. Probably just about her age. In fact, he did kind of look familiar.

"Sorry I almost ran you over." He stated.

"It's okay." She smiled weakly. "I'm Willow."

"Oz." He held out his hand, smiling. She shook his hand.

"You shouldn't be out this late at night by yourself."

"I guess not. I was just heading home, though."

"Come on, I'll drive you." He held the passengers side door open for her to enter.

"Thanks." She climbed in and pulled the seat-belt on.

Oz rushed around and got in the drivers seat. He smiled at her again as he pulled away from the school.

Xander frowned as he and Cordelia watched from the entrance of the school. "Looks like Willow made a new friend." His girlfriend said.

"Yeah. I guess so."

"Come on." Cordelia tugged on his arm, pulling him to her car. He kept glancing back down the road where the black van had disappeared down.

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Willow gleefully introduced Oz to Xander and Cordelia the next day, when they'd bumped into each other on the street. They were going out on a date to the park later, which was just fine with Willow.

There was something about Oz. He was so sweet. And, he seemed to really like her. And... he was in a band. How cool would that be, if they actually got to couple status, to be able to say her boyfriend was in a band? It'd be way cool.

She'd called Buffy and told her all about Oz after he'd dropped her off at home. Buffy sounded truly happy for her, and said she couldn't wait to meet him.

But, Xander... he didn't seem too happy with Oz there. Cordelia said she'd known Oz for ages. Having dated the lead singer of the band Oz played with.

After a few moments, she and Oz left. They went to the park and set up the picnic things they had taken with them.

"This is nice." Willow sighed happily. Her feelings for Xander were all forgotten. All there was left was a warm blossoming feeling inside her for Oz. It was just... boom. They met and all her misery was gone.

She wondered if it was love at first sight. It felt like it. Or... what she thought it should feel like.

"Yeah, it is." Oz agreed.

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Willow spent all day with Oz. At night, they went to The Bronze. They'd been there for about an hour or so. Dancing a little, but mostly sitting and talking... getting to know each other.

"So, how many concerts have you done?"

"It's hard to say. I guess maybe fifty or so."

"Wow. I hope you guys are gonna have a concert soon. I'd love to hear you play."

"We're having a concert next Friday."

"Really? Cool. I am so there."

"That's great." He took her hand from across the table. Willow's face was bright red. It was the first time any boy had ever done that. Well, aside from Jesse and Xander. But, it had always been friendly.

"I'm gonna go... to the bathroom." Willow squeaked. She had to compose herself. She didn't want Oz thinking she was a loser or anything. She could only begin to imagine how she'd react if he ever kissed her.

She ran into the bathroom, splashing water on her heated face.

"Hey, Willow." Harmony stood beside Willow, putting on lipstick. "Who's that total hottie Buffy's making out with?"

"Huh? Buffy's here?"

"Yup. Up on the catwalk with a babe. Though... he does kinda seem like a freak. So, maybe they're perfect for each other."

Willow frowned. Great. She was back with Angel. It made sense, though. How withdrawn she'd been recently. "Is he a big, tall guy... brown hair?"

"Nope. He's a little taller than her. Bleach blonde hair. Wearing all back."

Willows eyes widened. No... it couldn't be. "Long black coat?"

"Yup. So what's his name?"

"Spike."

"Spike? Yup. Freak." Harmony shrugged, losing interest, and walked out with her friends.

"No, no, no, no, no. It can't..." Willow walked out and climbed up the steps of the catwalk. In a dark corner, she could see Spike's back. She paused on the step she was on. There were tanned arms around his shoulders. Well manicured nails digging into his jacket. "There's no way..."

"Let's get out of here, Pet. We have a lot of time to make up for." Spike said.

"Okay. My mom's gonna be working at the gallery late tonight, so we could got to my place." It was unmistakably Buffy's voice.

"Sounds like a plan." Spike pulled away, giving Willow the perfect view of her best friend. Lips a swollen pink color, hair slightly messed up. They held hands as they walked down the other stairs, luckily for Willow.

She stood there, shell-shocked. Buffy and Spike? Buffy and Spike making out? Spike not killing Buffy? Buffy and Spike going to her home when her mom was gone... to make up for lost time?

It hit her then. Buffy had worn a long black coat some weeks ago. No one had thought anything of it. But... that was Spike's. "Oh, god."

"There you are." She spun around on to see Oz, concerned. "I was getting worried. What were you doing up here?"

"Nothing. Sorry. I didn't mean to take so long." Taking the hand he offered to her, they walked back to their table.





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