Blessing In Desquise

 

BLESSING IN DESQUISE

By: MoonDancer

NC-17

Chapter 1: Daydreams and missed assignments

Tara had been daydreaming off and on throughout the entire day. So much so that she couldn’t even remember what each of her professors had taught or assigned for the day and she found that to be quite disturbing.

Never before had she allowed anything (or in this case, anyone) to distract her from her studies as she felt she had gotten lucky with the scholarships and grants given to her to achieve a higher education and hopefully a degree or two.

Shaking her head in frustration as shiny blonde hair and bright hazel eyes tries once again to capture her imagination Tara growls, “Argh!” before standing up from her bed to splash water on her face from the wash basin she keeps on a stand in the corner of her room.

Patting herself dry with a hand towel Tara hangs it over the side of the stand muttering, “Gotta see if someone has notes I can borrow from class.” as she reaches for the phone on the wall by her door.

Scanning the list of numbers she keeps pinned to the wall beside the phone she stops at one and dials it hoping that her friend Doug took notes in English Literature today as she remembers there was to be a lecture.

Speaking with him for a few minutes Tara blushes at his teasing of her being distracted in class today but thanks him as he agrees to give her his notes to copy arranging to meet him in one hour down in the quad.

Hanging up with Doug she looks over what else she might need with her other two classes of the day but finds that she is ahead in both classes and breathes a sigh of relief as she flops back on her bed to think.

Pondering why she had been thinking, night dreaming and daydreaming about the petite blonde constantly after only just meeting her the night before and that had been such a brief meeting, Tara shakes her head in confusion.

Smiling as she remembers standing out front of her dorm building with her new friend Willow after Wicca Group Tara recalls the redhead’s introduction of her friend…

Bouncing with what seemed to Tara an endless amount of energy Willow had waved the small blonde over saying when she had reached them, “I’d like you to meet my very bestest girl-type friend, Buffy Summers. She goes here too.” indicating the university that lay around them.

Tara had smiled shyly at the blonde who took her offered hand to shake softly saying, “Hi, nice to meetcha’…”as Willow jumped in to say, “Tara, Tara McClay. She’s a witch too Buff.” though the last bit the redhead had whispered as several coeds passed by to go into the building behind them.

Feeling a jolt of energy run up her arm at the meeting of their clasped hands Tara had barely kept from jumping back in shock as she stuttered out, “N-n-nice t-to m-m-meet y-you t-t-to, B-buffy.” and mentally chastised herself for being so nervous, ‘Stupid, you’re just meeting someone new, nothing to get so worked up over.’ wishing that being nervous would stop producing the stutter she had seemed to live with most of her life.

Buffy had smiled at her in a way that melted her insecurities almost instantly causing her to relax considerably then turned to Willow to say, “Hey Wills, gotta jet but did you want me to walk you back to the dorm before I go?”

Eyebrow rising in amused curiosity as she took in how tiny the blonde was though she did seem to be pretty fit Tara wondered at Buffy’s offer to her friend.

Noticing Tara’s questioning expression Willow had to smile as she explained, “Buffy works out and knows martial arts so I feel safer having her walk me around after dark if I’m ever out and about.” then turns back to Buffy saying, “Yeah Buff, that’d be good.”

With that the two friends began making their way toward their own dorm room wishing Tara a good night with Willow telling her they could meet later in the week to work on some spells and Buffy repeating that it was nice to meet her.

From that brief meeting Tara had dreamed about the small blonde that night then spent the next day thinking…fantasizing about her.

Confused as to why meeting Buffy would affect her so strongly Tara turned her thoughts to the blast of energy…mystical energy?...she had felt when shaking the petite woman’s hand and wondered, not for the first time that day why it had felt both familiar yet alien to her at the same time.

Glancing at the clock on her bedside stand the honey blonde woman leaps off the bed with a squeal of, “How in the heck?” wondering how it was that the last hour had flown by as she once again had her mind on Buffy Summers.

Shaking her head ruefully Tara slips on her sandals thinking there was no need to put on her trainers or boots just to meet Doug to pick up his notes knowing she would be back in her room in just minutes anyway.

Grabbing her keys off her desk Tara turns off the overhead light then exits the room making sure the door is locked behind her before making her way out of the dorm building to meet her classmate hoping that he would still be there even if she was a few minutes late.