Author: Katie aka Luv4WillTara
Tara was awakened the next morning by a loud thumping sound. She sat up in her bed, a little disoriented, until she realized that the loud thumping was actually loud knocking at her door.
"H-hold on a sec," she said while getting out of her bed. She walked over to the cabin door, and was just about to grab the handle when a thought popped into her head.
Aw look, the doorknob. The place where Willow and I accidentally grabbed each other's hand; twice. And that look that she got on her face the second time our hands touched was just too damn cute! I'm so excited she's my roommate. She's 18 764 times better than my cabin mate last summer. Ugh, Anya Jenkins. She was just so blunt and all she would talk about is sex. She must have hit on me and Faith at least 50 times that summer. And she was with a different person pretty much every time I walked into the cabin.
Tara's thoughts were cut off by another loud knock at the door. Tara jumped at the sound. She opened at the door and saw a middle-aged man standing there, looking a bit irritated.
"Oh, I'm s-sorry. I kind of s-spaced out for a minute there! Come on in M-Mr. Giles," Tara said as she stepped out of the way, clearing a space so the camp councilor could get into the cabin.
"That's quite alright Tara. It is amazingly early. I swear, I don't understand why they make everyone get up so early for the first official day of camp. I mean, it really only takes them a half an hour to explain the rules of the camp, and get everyone sent to where they have to go. All that they are doing is giving us camp councilors a group full of grumpy teenagers. I tell ya, those council members are bloody idiots," Giles finished while taking off his glasses and wiping them with the red handkerchief that he kept in his chest pocket.
Tara giggled. She really liked Giles. He had been her camp councilor for four years in a row now. She didn't exactly know what to say to his little rant about the council members, so she just smiled at him.
"Right, well you have to be at the dining hall in half an hour and then at the council circle. They'll give you the rules and divide you up into teams. I believe that baseball is the first sport of the day. I'll see you then Tara."
Tara shut the door once Giles had left and went over to her cabin mate's bed to wake her up. She climbed up the latter and poked her head over the bars on the edge of the bad. She could see Willow move a lot so she figured that Willow must be having a bad dream. She was just about to wake her when she started to talk in her sleep.
"Oh no, don't let them get me. They're going to rip off my legs and put them on a platter. Buffy, please save me from the giant frogs," Willow then started to mumble. Tara heard her say something about evil frogs a couple more times before rolling over and drifting off to a deeper sleep.
Oh my god. She has a fear of frogs. That is so cute, Tara thought before deciding that she should wake Willow up now. She placed her hand on Willow's shoulder and shook her a little bit. Willow didn't wake up so she shook a little bit harder. Willow just did a little moan and turned on her side, still fast asleep. Tara climbed up onto the top bunk and tried shaking her again; Willow didn't budge. "Come on Willow, you gotta get up!" Tara finally decided to rip the blankets off of Willow. She figured that taking away the snuggily warm thing would encourage her to wake up. The moment she pulled off Willow's blankets, she kinda wished she hadn't. All of Willow's rolling around had caused her shirt to ride up to just under her breasts, exposing her creamy white stomach. Oh my god, she has a perfect stomach.
"Urgh, 5 more minutes. I have to hide before the frogs catch me," Willow said, the cool morning air on her exposed skin was causing her to wake up.
So damn cute. "Uh Willow, it's ok. I killed all of the evil frogs. You're safe. But now you have to wake up, or you will be late for breakfast," Tara said with a huge grin on her face. Willow opened her eyes and saw Tara sitting beside her. This caused her to smile. Her smile quickly turned into a frown when she realized what she was dreaming about.
"Oh my god, you must think I'm the biggest loser in the world," Willow said to Tara, who was obviously confused about Willow's change in moods.
"You over heard my dream and now you know that I am afraid of frogs. You must think I am so incredibly insane. I mean, who has a fear of frogs? You're probably just sitting there thinking ‘wow, this girl is extremely weird. I'd better get out of here before her weirdness rubs off on me and everyone thinks I'm weird, then they all stay away from me because they think if they hang out with me then my weirdness which was rubbed on by Willow's weirdness will rub off on them.' Please don't switch out of this cabin. I'm happy that you're my roommate and not some crazy person that waits till I'm asleep before cutting off pieces of my hair which she uses to make little hair dolls. And I'm not exactly sure why I used that as an example, but… yeah," Willow finally managed to stop talking. She looked at Tara, half wanting her to say something, half expecting her to get up and leave.
"Wow, that was a lot of words. Um, no I do no think you're insane, you're just… quirky. And the whole ‘fear of frogs' thing is actually kind of cute. But we have to be in the dining hall in twenty minutes, so we should probably get a move on."
Willow and Tara walked to the dining hall together. They talked about all sorts of things, including how Willow's fear of frogs had started. They walked up the steps to the dining hall, and were just about to reach for the door handle when both of them suddenly stopped. They both thought that the other would go for the handle, and they didn't want to make the other uncomfortable by covering the other's hand again.
"We really have to get over this door handle thing," Willow said with a smile as she opened the door and stepped inside. Tara followed Willow into the building. Willow was about go grab a seat when she spotted Buffy at the other side of the room.
"Uh Tara, I'll be right back. I just spotted my friend, and I think I should go see how she is doing," Willow said. Tara gave her a smile and a nod, signaling that it was ok. I love that smile, Willow thought as she walked over to see Buffy.
"Hey Willow. How have you been? I haven't talked to you since yesterday afternoon," Buffy said as she gave her friend a hug.
"Yeah well, you know. I was just busy with the unpacking and such. I looked for you at dinner, but I didn't see you," she replied.
"So, have you met anyone that holds your interest yet?" Buffy said with an devilish sort of grin on her face.
"Oh my god, yes. Tar..uh.. riq.. Tarriq. His name is Tarriq," Willow covered. She wasn't ready to tell Buffy about her crush on her cabin mate yet.
"Terriq eh? Good stuff. For a second there I thought you were going to say Tara," Buffy said while looking around the room to see if she could spot Faith.
"What, w-why? Why did you think I was going to say Tara? I mean how do you know about Tara? Actually, I don't think I even know a Tara, so why would I say that Tara holds my interest when I don't even know a Tara?" Willow was getting nervous. Chill out Willow. She doesn't know anything. Stop freaking out.
"Whoa Will, settle down. I thought that your cabin mate's name was Tara. Isn't that what it says on the list? Oh maybe I got the name wrong. So, tell me about this Tarriq," Buffy replied with a confused look on her face.
"OH, Tara. Yeah, that's my roommate. I just forgot her name for a second there. And uh, y-you want me to tell you about Tarriq?" Willow thought about what to say, "Well, he's really shy. He has a bit of a stutter. He's kinda tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and he's really nice and funny. How about you?" Willow asked, hoping that Buffy wouldn't ask anything else about her mystery person.
"There's someone that I'm kind of interested in. Brown hair, not very tall, into the black clothing. Has kind of a mysterious side. Also has a sexy way of speaking," Buffy said with a smile.
"Ooh, really? What's his name?" Willow asked with interest. She was happy that Buffy found something that could occupy her this summer so she wasn't bored out of her mind.
"If I told you that, well I guess I'd have to kill you," Buffy said as she dragged Willow over to get some food. They sat down and started to eat in silence. Both of their thoughts drifted away to their roommates.
Faith watched as Willow walked away from Tara to go see Buffy. She saw the expression on Tara's face, and she knew that smile all too well. She walked over to Tara and wrapped her arms around her waste, hugging her from behind.
"F-faith. Hey, how are ya?" Tara said, obviously pleased to see her best friend again. She hadn't seen her since Faith helped her bring her bags to Cabin 6.
"Hey T. So, what's up with you and Red? You like her don't you?" Faith said as she watched Willow and Buffy talk.
"W-what? Oh, Willow. Yeah, she's uh, she's really cool." Tara said with a smile. Just saying Willow's name had caused her to smile from ear to ear.
"I bet. So, I'm guessing that things are going well with your new roomie? I haven't seen you smile like that since you made out with Cordelia, who by the way is a stupid bitch. I still can not believe that she did that to you"
"Uh, yeah. Well it doesn't really matter anymore. I'm way over that. So, how about you? How's things going with you and roommate? Is she better than Anya?" Tara said hoping that the answer was yes. You can't really get much worse than Anya.
"Oh my god. I got roomed with a little hottie. And, she has that whole gets what she wants but isn't bitchy about it kind of attitude, and you know how much I love that. And when she doesn't you know, get what she wants, she gets this little sexy pout on her face. It's great. So yeah, she 18 764 times better than Anya is," Faith replied with excitement.
"Wow. Wait, why does that number seem so familiar? I think I've used that number today! Oh well, it doesn't matter. We should probably go get something to eat!"
Faith and Tara sat down at a table and began to eat their breakfast. They talked a little bit more before they became silent, and their thoughts drifted away to their roommates.