Chance- Hiya, sweetie. Glad you're feeling better, and thanks for reading.

Keep gettin' better, see ya tomorrow (hopefully). Love you always!
mocha fiend 22- Thank you so much. I'm really glad so many people are enjoying it, and I can't stress my thanks enough! I only write what my brain tells me to!
Tommo- Y'all are too nice...And yeah, when I imagined Willow and Tara, in highschool, together, it always hit me as cute. And me being in highschool myself, I figured I could relate.

Thanks. I've gotta stick the gang in the next update, this one is all W/T. And Buffy always reminded me of some of the cheerleaders I know, so I get first-hand knowledge on that one, lol.
Also, thanks for the tips. I tend to just write dialouge, and I don't catch myself when I do it. Im glad you liked the little descriptive side of me, but I really dont think its too good, but thats just me. I tried to be more descriptive in this update.

Thank
you for reading.
Stroke of Luck- Hey, SoL!

Aww, 'course I can forgive you! *Hug* Im full of the forgiveness gene! And yesh, more reading for you!
When more smoochies come, it won't be short. I think this one is kinda longer...Dunna, I can't tell.

Im glad you like it and Im using both hands. Thanks for reading!
Tawilove- Lucky for me, my angel ish doing better! Even though it meant missing school, just as long as she gets better, I dont care. I hate to see her sick. But Im glad she's feeling better, and thanks for the concern!
Angsty is bad, but lucky for me Im over my angst today! Im glad y'all know how to wait *somewhat* patiently, in case I ever have a homework-filled week.

On to the story, y'all!
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Title: Welcome to Sunnydale High
Summary: See first postAuthor's notes: This takes place right after the last update.
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"No, but I did hear someone say 'Goodnight, baby'." Willow stated, reaching over and switching on Tara's lamp that was sitting on a sky-colored bed-side table, which was cluttered with numerous books, a water bottle, a brush, and things of that sort. Somewhere under there was an alarm clock, too.
The light cast odd shadows on the tan walls, Willow's imagination momentarily running wild as she watched the moving shapes.
"And I heard s-someone say 'G-Goodnight, angel'." Tara said, scootching away from Willow a bit.
Oh, Goddess, that is what I thought.... Tara and Willow thought in unison.
Willow blinked, realization dawning on her.
"You heard that, didn't you?" Willow said, shocked.
"Yes, and so did y-you." Tara replied, just as equally shocked.
Willow got up and stood, pacing the length of the room, bare feet hitting the purple rug silently.
"Okay, then what am I thinking now?" Willow asked, continuing to pace as she thought,
Oohh...Lalalalala...La...Frogs...La... Tara held in a nervous giggle. "Uhm, Lalalala...La...Frogs...La?"
Frogs?Willow stopped her pacing, and nodded slowly, leaning against the wall for support.
This is odd...This also wasn't supposed to happen. You're not supposed to be able to read people's minds... "I k-know you're not...But...It happened. How about we sleep o-on it and worry about it t-tomorrow?" Tara offered, drawing her chin up to her knees, quietly watching shadows play across the wall.
"Alright." Willow sighed softly, slipping into bed next to Tara.
Tara curled up beside Willow, who wrapped her arm around Tara. Willow gave Tara a quick kiss on the lips, and the other girl returned the short kiss before settling her head on Willow's shoulder. Willow used her free arm to switch off the lamp, then to pull the covers tightly around her angel.
"W-Willow?" Tara asked a few moments later.
"Hmm, angel?" Willow replied, not opening her eyes.
"A-Are you a w-witch?"
There was silence, then Willow reached over and turned the light on again.
"Y...Yes, I am. Are...Are you?"
Tara nodded, and sat up. Willow sighed, half-yawning.
It's going to be a long night... Willow thought.
No duh... Came the mental reply of her blond angel.
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The halls of Sunnydale high were filled with the normal chatter and buzz of excitement as Willow and Tara manuevered their way through the mob of people, hand in hand, which was unseen by many. Most of the people were either too wrapped up in their own lives, or they could just care less.
The forest-green walls were covered mostly in posters, some of which bore the logo "Be cool, stay in school!" and featured a large thumbs-up sign. Willow read the sign quickly before continuing at a quick pace down the halls, pulled by Tara.
The library will be a good place to check this out. I mean, its called a library for a reason. Otherwise, it wouldn't be called a library. Then again, its not the word "library" is like "bookbry" or something... Willow thought.
Tara supressed a giggle.
"Bookbry" Nice babble, Will. Willow made a face at Tara, who in turn purposely turned a corner sharply, leaving Willow (
Author's note: Who was staring at Tara's butt the whole time, by the way) very disheveled momentarily. She was pulled forward by Tara, and was once again righted.
The girls had agreed last night to use their telepathy to their advantage. (Well, after story time anyway) It would be useful when in class, Tara had said, because if she got bored she could talk to Willow. Willow thought it was useful for that reason, and also if one of them got in trouble, they could comunicate with the other.
The two finally reached the library, and Tara let go of Willow's hand before they entered, and hoped this library had the books they needed.
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"Hey, Geek, get over here and help me with my homework!"
A jock called to Willow, throwing a wadded up piece of paper at the back of her head to get her attention. It worked, and the paper bounced off her head and hit the floor. She reminded herself again why she hated Study so much, and ignored the jock.
"Hey, I was talking to you!" He called again, and Willow proceeded to ignore him.
Willow ducked another piece of paper, growling this time.
Why can't your Vocal Music lessons be another time? Willow thought, hoping Tara wasn't too caught up in her lesson.
I dunna, Will, why? Tara's angellic voice replied in her head, and Willow smiled, continuing to work on her Math homework.
Jocks. Oh, they are annoying, believe me, I know. A couple at my grade-school broke my best Elemental skateboard...I loved that thing. Tara replied.
And even though Willow hadn't a clue what an "Elemental" skateboard was, she didn't exactly care. All that mattered was that she could hear Tara's voice...
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Piper