Driving Sideways (update 3/31)

[scooben]

TITLE: Driving Sideways

AUTHOR: Suzy G. (aka the strawberry, aka scooben,aka cambodian poi)

EMAIL: scooben_pooben@hotmail.com

FEEDBACK: Yes, please

ARCHIVE/DISTRIBUTION: here, otherwise ask.

SUMMARY: AU willow and tara are aqquaintances. willow finds out tara is going to be alone for spring break and invites her home with her. on the four day trip the two become close friends which eventually evolves into romance. what they dont know is that someone has been following them since they left campus and when he sees that love has blossomed between them things become dangerous.

CONTENT/WARNINGS: W/T sex possible violence, it should start pretty tame but im hoping to take it into hard R territory possibly further

RATING: overall R for now PG to PG 13

DISCLAIMER: Joss Whedon, et. al, are the owners. I simply write non-profit work.

NOTE: I'm a new writer so be gentle. i want to hear any and all constructive feedback you guys might have. tell me if i have the right stuff to be a kitten or not.









        Boredom is the word that best described my state right then. Sitting atop my small single bed, watching my roommate, as she packed her things and left, with no more than a wave in my direction. Whoa is me, the lonely 20 year old college student with nowhere to go for spring break. Doomed to sit on my bed for two whole weeks, I sighed, that’s when I heard a knock, which was truly the last thing I expected. It was my next-door neighbor Willow.

        Willow was smart, and kind, and beautiful, practically ethereal, and her eyes were the greenest I‘d ever seen. Bright red hair down to her neck and a perpetual smile, I couldn’t help it that the girl gave me butterflies. She wasn’t really the kind of person that I thought would ever really want to hang out with me, she had lots of friends, where I really had none, and a boyfriend, even though recently they had broken up. We never really talked much, except for a few times on the way to a class, or at the Coffee House, most often it was on the way to or from the bathrooms. Without fail every time I saw her, my tummy did gymnastics.

        “Hey Tare,” Even though she had only known me for a while she was comfortable enough with me to call me by a nickname, it was so typically Willow of her. “Can I come in?”

        “Yah sure,” She tucked a piece of bright crimson hair behind her ear and stepped through the doorway. “Do you need something? I kind of figured you’d already be halfway to wherever you were going by now.” She was walking around my room fingering the little trinkets and pictures that littered my walls and surfaces.

        “I could say the same to you,” She flashed a smile “I just wanted to say goodbye before I left, I’m going to miss not seeing you on the way to the bathroom,” She full out grinned at me over her shoulder, I couldn’t help but grin back.

        “Oh yah me too, its become so routine now that I might not even be able to go to a bathroom with out becoming completely disoriented,” She laughed; the most beautiful sound in the world. When I wasn’t too busy being shy I could be pretty damned witty.

        “So what are your plans for the break?”

        “Nothing really I guess I’m just hanging around here,” Her eyes turned from the object she was holding, to me, she was shocked.

        “Nothing? Your not even going home?” yah right, go home to the monsters waiting for me in Oklahoma? I think not, I’d rather do nothing for two weeks than have to see my family again any day.

        “I uh I d-don’t have much family a-a-anymore, so there’s uh r-really no point in going back,” My shoes had suddenly become very interesting, my blonde hair fell in my face effectively hiding my blushing cheeks, oh how I hated my stutter. She just stood there for a moment looking at me, I knew because I could feel her eyes on me, and then suddenly she spoke.

        “Hey crazy idea but, why don’t you come with me? It’s a four day trip, I’d love the company, and I’m sure my parents wouldn’t mind.” My head snapped up, my eyes were wide, was she really asking me to come with her or was it just my imagination. All she did was smile, and I knew it must be real.

        “R-really?”

        “Of course silly, now I’m not taking no for an answer, so pack your things and meet me next door in an hour, we’ve gotta hit the road soon.” With that she walked out the door, leaving me standing in the middle of my dorm room in total shock. Finally the shock wore off and I ran to my closet, retrieved my duffle, and threw anything I thought I might need in the bag, when I was done I jumped up and down on my bed like a gitty little schoolgirl trying my hardest not to make any noise for fear of Willow hearing me. After I was done freaking out, I went to my mirror and tried to make myself look presentable, before calmly walking next door. I was greeted by a beautiful smile.

        “So are you ready to go”

        “Yah” I replied, trying not to grin too hard.



so there it is whaddya think?

We are not strangers to ourselves, we only try to be

Edited by: scooben  at: 3/31/05 7:57 pm

[amazonaa]

Hmmm, interesting. Four days on the road, thats going to be entertaining.



More soon, please.





brittney





~Good friends help you move. Real friends help you move the body.~

[The Rose24]

You should definitely keep going because this story seems as if it is going to be a lot of fun.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

[Still Waters T]

Hey



I really like the beginning of this fic! The innocence of them just knowing each other by passing each other in the hall, and being neighbours. I love fics where they're in the beginning phases of their relationship, just friendship or more, doesn't matter, I love it.

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Willow was smart, and kind, and beautiful, practically ethereal, and her eyes were the greenest I‘d ever seen. Bright red hair down to her neck and a perpetual smile, I couldn’t help it that the girl gave me butterflies. She wasn’t really the kind of person that I thought would ever really want to hang out with me, she had lots of friends, where I really had none

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And Tara seems to look at Willow as someone perfect, almost unflawed maybe? Will we see Willow's look on things? Could be interesting to see how she sees herself, and how she sees Tara.

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She flashed a smile “I just wanted to say goodbye before I left, I’m going to miss not seeing you on the way to the bathroom,” She full out grinned at me over her shoulder, I couldn’t help but grin back.

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This is just so cute.



Only constructive feedback I can think of is maybe space between the paragraphs - makes it easier on the eyes. Excellent writing though!



Oh! And yep, you definately have the right stuff to be a kitten.



Liv

Edited by: Still Waters T at: 3/13/05 1:12 am

[lil fled]

Yey, great start! Looking forward to read more

Edited by: Warduke at: 3/13/05 9:23 am

[LizPuRR]

i like it

please continue soon

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dripped through the hallway casue we started in the shower, we didnt finish til we hit the kitchen counter...

[scooben]

TITLE: ????

AUTHOR: Suzy G. (aka the strawberry, aka scooben,aka cambodian poi)

EMAIL: scooben_pooben@hotmail.com

FEEDBACK: Yes, please

ARCHIVE/DISTRIBUTION: here, otherwise ask.

SUMMARY: AU willow and tara are aqquaintances. willow finds out tara is going to be alone for spring break and invites her home with her. on the four day trip the two become close friends which eventually evolves into romance. what they dont know is that someone has been following them since they left campus and when he sees that love has blossomed between them things become dangerous.

CONTENT/WARNINGS: W/T sex possible violence, it should start pretty tame but im hoping to take it into hard R territory possibly further

RATING: overall R for now PG to PG 13

DISCLAIMER: Joss Whedon, et. al, are the owners. I simply write non-profit work.

NOTE: I'm a new writer so be gentle. i want to hear any and all constructive feedback you guys might have. tell me if i have the right stuff to be a kitten or not.



amazonaa- thnx i'm hoping it will be interesting, thats what im going for atleast



The Rose24 -more is on the way



Still Waters T- thnx for the great feedback, im really glad you like it, i hope everyone likes the rest of the story too



lil fled- thnx alot



LizPuRR- thanks the updates should be coming in at a pretty good rate but some may be slow because im kind of writing as i go but i'll try to keep up the writing. i know how frustrating it can be to get really into a story and then not get an update for months. so i'll try to keep em coming.



so here we go again







        Sitting next to me was an angel, why she said yes to coming with me on this trip, or how I got up the courage to ask, I may never know, but I’m damn glad I did. There she was looking out the window, watching the desert pass us by. Every now and again she would look over at me and catch my eyes, then she’d do that cute shy little smile. The occurrence must have happened a dozen times in the last hour, and every time I would smile back, and every time my heart would skip a beat. I had never felt this way about another girl before, well ok that’s not necessarily true, but it had never been so intense, I had never been compelled to act on my feelings.

       

        At the beginning of the year, just how attracted to her I was, had been scary. The first time I had seen her she was walking down the hallway, carrying too many boxes, fiddling with her keys. She dropped one of the boxes and sure enough the others came tumbling after, it was the saddest thing I had ever seen. She was so embarrassed, I thought she was going to cry, and I knew the feeling all too well. She reminded me of myself just a few years ago. Of course seeing her distress I ran over to help. That’s when I saw her face. Big gorgeous blue eyes, full of soul, with the cheekbones of Grecian goddess, and full pouty lips with just the faintest hint of a quiver. I offered to help her into her room, she tried to decline but I helped anyways. Ever since then I had been trying to become friends with the girl without being to pushy, and up until now I had, its just that when you want to get something done you’ve just got to push sometimes.



        “So what kind of music do you like to listen to,” I asked her.

       

        “Um a-anything really, whatever you want to listen to is fine” I could feel her cool blue eyes burning into me. I thought I could feel her eyes on my lips, so of course I you know gave them a little lick, and I swear I heard a gulp. This was going to be an interesting trip.



        “How about a little country,” I pressed the second preset button and the soft acoustic sounds of a guitar seeped through. “Oh Allison Krauss I love her”



        “Me too,” She smiled and looked down into her lap. Tara was half turned towards me now, poised for conversation. “So whatever happened to that boyfriend of yours, I haven’t seen him around lately, I-if you don’t mind me asking?” Jeez she does the cutest little thing with her lips, they’re kind of like puckered but kind of pulled in, mmmm. Anyways I digress.



        “Oh well he was a cheating scumbag so I dumped him, and you can ask me anything I promise,” I love to see her smile, I wish that was my entire goal in life, I would make her smile everyday I die, and even then I’d have pictures of me doing funny faces or something so that I could still make her smile, if she lived after me that is.



        “Oh o-ok, I-I’m sorry about your boyfriend though,” So damn cute I just cant get over it.



        “No I’m fine really, I mean you know that thing where you feel like your in love, but then something happens, and then its over, and you realize you were never really in love, you just though you were, but really you weren’t and your actually a lot happier without the person that you thought you were in love with in the first place,” She giggled, now that was just too cute, I don’t know how I’m going to make it through four days with her without jumping her bones. “What’s so funny?”



        “I-its just I never realized how much of a babbler you, I swear you t-turned purple for a second there, I was worried.” she replied.



        “Oh yah, I uh tend to do that, I hope it doesn’t bother you because I mean we are gonna be on the road together for four days, and I’m practically famous for babbling,”



        “No no it doesn’t bother me at all, it um its actually kind of c-cute” She looked into her lap but I could still see her blush.



        “Cute huh? I can live with that,”

[The Rose24]

I like the way you are switching POV's. Their internal thoughts are both hilarious and adorable.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

[scooben]

anyone got any suggestions for a name? if not i will come up with something along the way. thanx for any feedback and suggestions though. you guys are great.

[scooben]

TITLE: ????

AUTHOR: Suzy G. (aka the strawberry, aka scooben,aka cambodian poi)

EMAIL: scooben_pooben@hotmail.com

FEEDBACK: Yes, please

ARCHIVE/DISTRIBUTION: here, otherwise ask.

SUMMARY: AU willow and tara are aqquaintances. willow finds out tara is going to be alone for spring break and invites her home with her. on the four day trip the two become close friends which eventually evolves into romance. what they dont know is that someone has been following them since they left campus and when he sees that love has blossomed between them things become dangerous.

CONTENT/WARNINGS: W/T sex possible violence, it should start pretty tame but im hoping to take it into hard R territory possibly further

RATING: overall R for now PG to PG 13

DISCLAIMER: Joss Whedon, et. al, are the owners. I simply write non-profit work.



About four hours into the trip we stopped at this little diner/gas station/ gift shop. The parking lot was dusty, there was a guy leaning against one of the walls wearing a big cowboy hat spitting tobacco, and cacti littered the sidewalks and roadside. Inside the diner it was cool and clean, waitresses bustled about, bells rung over the doorway, and meals were served with the fakest smiles in the whole US of A. Willow and I sat down at one of the booths across from each other and chatted amiably until the waitress arrived with our food. I ordered a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup, while Willow had the Texas burger, which I thought was a bit ironic seeing as we were still in California, but hey who am I to judge.

       

        We talked about relationships, in my case a lack there of, we talked about school, and friends, and movies and music. The conversation came very naturally between us, we joked around, we laughed, we teased, we even flirted a little, or at least I thought so. Everything was nice until the conversation came to family. I let her talk about hers, but when it came to mine I stuttered out excuses not to talk about it, she tried to get it out of me a few times but when she saw how flustered I was she stopped asking and changed the subject. Not before giving me the sweetest most caring look though.



        “Hey look at that waiter over there he’s pretty cute huh?” she said. Oh jeez what should I do? I thought. Should I just play along or should I tell her I’m not really in to guys. I guess its not that big a deal but… well do I hide who I am or do I just tell her the truth straight out? I think with the way things are going I should tell her, she doesn’t seem like the homophobic type, and I trust her, I really do.



        “I-I um I guess to some people he might be…attractive…”



        “But not to you?” She had a strange look in her eye. I think she knew the answer.



        “No Willow, not to me… how um h-how did you know?” she smirked; it was adorable.



        “Call it a hunch. Or um what’s the word? Gaydar?”



        “ Wait do you know what gaydar is?” was she saying…



        “Yah I know”



        “So you mean…” what are the odds, I might have a chance.



        “Yah I mean…” happy dance, I’m doing the happy dance, oh yeah, Tara one the rest of the world zero. Wait I better not get ahead of myself but come on from no chances to one, in my book that’s a lot.



        “But wait what about your boyfriend?” She finished her sandwich and now we were just talking over coffee.



        “Me and Dan well… I don’t know things between us were great in high school. I had been having thoughts and feelings about girls for years by then, but when he asked me out it was like I totally forgot. Everything was new and exciting, and I was just glad to have anyone. Then college started, he had his band, we grew apart, and I was just going through the motions with him. I mean I had never really been that attracted to him, he was handsome but obviously that didn’t do it for Me.” she laughed and winked at me. I blushed. “But there was just no passion at all between us anymore, I don’t even know why I stayed with him for so long. I guess I was just scared of being alone. I was actually relieved to find out that he cheated on me though. Then I could break up with him without him blaming me. Even while we were still dating I began to accept my sexuality and now I’m totally fine with it…. I still have yet to fully experience my newfound sexuality though. I’m just waiting for the right woman… you know what I mean?” I had been completely enthralled with her as she spoke, I was so amazed at how open and honest she was with me, and I wished I could do the same.



        “Yah I know exactly what you mean.”



        “So what about you what’s your story Tare?” She did that cute little lip curl she does; it distracted me for a moment.



        “Me? Oh, um, well, I’ve always known, and um I dated this one guy in high school but it didn’t last he was um he was ab-busive, and he got mad at me because, well h-he and I never um consummated, I w-wouldn’t let him, for obvious reasons. As for anyone else, I’ve just been too shy to meet anyone, and if I had even tried back home I probably would have been burned at the stake.”



        “that’s terrible. When are people going to wake up and realize that we’re here we’re queer, and um is there something else that goes at the end of that or am I mistaken, I just can’t remember it.” I shook my head in an ’I don’t know’ gesture. Just then the waitress walked up with our check. I began to open my purse but Willow stopped me.



        “Its ok I got it”



        “Oh no I couldn’t…”



        “Please I insist.”



        “Ok but I have next meal.” I said.



        “Ok.”



        “And I’m driving”



        “Oh no its ok I can…” she contested.



        “Please I insist.”

We are not strangers to ourselves, we only try to be

Edited by: scooben  at: 3/14/05 12:11 pm

[Missocki]

Well, hello there Scooben! I must say that I am really enjoying this fic! I just loved roadtrip stories! I hope you keep going with this fic, it's lovely, and as for a title, how about "Driving Sideways"? (After the Aimee Mann song) I think it suits the situation perfectly. Hope this helps!

"I think when I cease to go to the bathroom, then I can call myself famous." -Amber Benson

"Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly." -Rose Franken

[amazonaa]

That was great and I'm glad they got that whole part of the conversation out. 'Cause now there can be kisses abd gay love. lol



Well more soon, please.





brittney





~Good firends help you move. Real friends help you move the body.~

[Brandnew]

Great fic.

Have a life... just don't forget to bring a towel!-Me

[The Rose24]

Lovely. The ladies are getting to know each other, and the inevitable question is out of the way. Keep up the good work.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

[scooben]

hey guys thanx for all the great feedback. coincidentally im leaving on a roadtrip to las vegas tomorrow so it will be a few days until my next update. hopefully i will have some nice inspiration. i may have something up before i go but if i don't i just wanted to say thanx you guys are amazing, and im really glad i posted, feel free to email me or contact me on msn mesenger. until the next time i post Goodnight all.



these things are just so cute

We are not strangers to ourselves, we only try to be

[scooben]

TITLE: Driving Sideways

AUTHOR: Suzy G. (aka the strawberry, aka scooben,aka cambodian poi)

EMAIL: scooben_pooben@hotmail.com

FEEDBACK: Yes, please

ARCHIVE/DISTRIBUTION: here, otherwise ask.

SUMMARY: AU willow and tara are aqquaintances. willow finds out tara is going to be alone for spring break and invites her home with her. on the four day trip the two become close friends which eventually evolves into romance. what they dont know is that someone has been following them since they left campus and when he sees that love has blossomed between them things become dangerous.

CONTENT/WARNINGS: W/T sex possible violence, it should start pretty tame but im hoping to take it into hard R territory possibly further

RATING: overall R for now PG to PG 13

DISCLAIMER: Joss Whedon, et. al, are the owners. I simply write non-profit work.





        For the next six hours of the trip I sat in the passengers seat watching palm trees in California pass us by, then tumbleweeds in Oregon, and now potatoes in Idaho. Sorry about that last one, everything really looked the same, maybe there were potatoes, I wouldn’t have noticed. As we left the diner we started up the glance and smile game again. Only this time I was the glancer and smiler while she was the driver and smilee. I’m sure at least three words in that sentence aren’t considered words but I think you get the idea. She drove and we listened to music, sometimes even singing along, one of the most memorable times was when the song “Hit Me Baby One More Time” came on. We both busted out singing and laughing.

       

        Then there were times when the radio wouldn’t work. Sometimes we talked, sometimes we didn’t. Either way it was totally comfortable, either way we were at ease. I swear we spent whole hours just smiling, just smiling in silence, watching the sunset. When we talked I tried not to make it too deep, straying from the subject of her family knowing how sensitive she was about it. Sometimes it got deep though, sometimes we opened up to each other, and it was easy, it had never been so easy with anyone else to open up. We talked about the horrors of high school, which we found were extremely similar in both our cases. She shared some poetry with me that she had written back in high school. It was really good, I even cried a little, I felt so sad and so angry at the things that had happened to her. What was even worse though, was that I didn’t think that was the end of it. I think things may have been more terrible than she let on. She told me about the way the kids treated her, and the way her boyfriend treated her, and I wanted to cry. She told me about when her mother died, she didn’t go into it much, but I saw the look in her eye, I saw the quiver in her lips.



        And then there were times when we just couldn’t stop laughing. When I thought that I had never had so much fun with another person in my life. And one of the best things, Tara hadn’t stuttered a single word in hours. She was so witty, and so open, and so confident, I was falling in love with her. No longer was it a fascination, a crush, this was the real thing, or atleast the most real anything had ever felt to me. I knew there was something special about her. She was going to take me places I had never been before.





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        I watched as Tara left the campus with a redheaded girl. This surprised me. Tara wasn’t usually good at making friends, I hadn’t expected that to change in just a years time. I figured she’d be staying in her room alone, which would have made my mission a whole lot easier. I could have just shown up at her door, surprised the hell out of her, and forced her to come back home with me. But then I thought maybe this would be fun. There wasn’t much else I could do. I would just have to follow her and the girl wherever they were going and figure things out from there.



        Things hadn’t gotten too interesting. I followed them to a diner, and to a couple of gas stations, then through Oregon, and into Idaho where they rented a motel. I thought it pretty strange that Tara would drive. I didn’t even know she got her license. I know her father wouldn’t be too pleased to find she had one. I would have to figure out how to get Tara back, so far it didn’t seem like they even noticed me following them. Which is good, I did my best to stay a ways behind them. I’m a patient man. I can wait it out. Wait for a time when she’s alone, then scare her into coming with me. Oh yes, I’ll get my Tara back, no matter what it takes.

We are not strangers to ourselves, we only try to be

[Missocki]

OH MY GOODNESS!! Who is that guy? Is it her ex "boyfriend"! Well, we just can't have him messing up their trip!



I'm so happy that I was able to help you with the title! Go me! You used it and it made me feel all spiffy! I hope you enjoy your own road trip and update soon!

"I think when I cease to go to the bathroom, then I can call myself famous." -Amber Benson

"Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly." -Rose Franken

[amazonaa]

Oh god!! And here comes the trouble. Damn! I knew it was too good to be true. So when will we find out who this guy is? It's probably her ex...



Great job. More soon.





brittney





~Good friends help you move. Real friends help you move the body.~

[The Rose24]

Oh gosh! It seemed as if this was going to be a nice, angst-free fic.



There is trouble on the horizon.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

Edited by: The Rose24  at: 3/15/05 10:36 pm

[LizPuRR]

hummmmmmmm

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dripped through the hallway casue we started in the shower, we didnt finish til we hit the kitchen counter...

[sam darls]

Hi..This is so cute and so sweet. I love it!! Love sam xx

"Sometimes things happen between people that you don't really expect. And sometimes the things that are important are the ones that seem the weirdest or the most wrong. And those are the ones that change your life." - Jessie Sammler (Evan Rachel Wood)

[Still Waters T]

Now we're getting some more insight into both Tara and Willow. They're both attracted to each other they both want to get to know each other better.



This was so heart breaking and sweet at the same time:

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The first time I had seen her she was walking down the hallway, carrying too many boxes, fiddling with her keys. She dropped one of the boxes and sure enough the others came tumbling after, it was the saddest thing I had ever seen. She was so embarrassed, I thought she was going to cry, and I knew the feeling all too well.

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It also reminded me of this girl I knew back in primary school. She didn't have any friends; she was standing all alone in the school yard during the breaks, with her teddy bear hidden inside her jacket. And I'd be with this group of girls playing, but I'd look over at her and feel so bad for her so one day I just walked over to her and befriended her.



lol nice fishing of Willow when it came to the very "subtle" way of finding out if Tara was gay.



So it's the abusive guy she dated in high school? Before the last update I thought for sure it would be Willow's ex being the stalker-y guy...guess not.



I like the title "Driving Sideways" btw



Liv

Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity...and I'm not sure about the universe. - Einstein

What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters to what lies within us. - R.W.Emerson

[stillrunning]

Hey Scooben! Just wanted to let you know I'm really liking this fic. I like the switching of POV's...though this ex-boyfriend of Tara's sounds like an ass. And if that's him watching them at the college...well let's just say I don't like him

"Heaven's not a place that you go when you die...it's that moment in life when you actually feel alive"

[Tempest Duer]

Hey, this is a really cool fic. I like the switching of perspectives, especially since it gives us a little insight into the personality of our villain. I'm assuming that this is Tara's ex....

I got bitten by a drunk lesbian! Does that mean I'll turn into one?



~my friend Mary

[scooben]

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TITLE: Driving Sideways

AUTHOR: Suzy G. (aka the strawberry, aka scooben,aka cambodian poi)

EMAIL: scooben_pooben@hotmail.com

FEEDBACK: Yes, please

ARCHIVE/DISTRIBUTION: here, otherwise ask.

SUMMARY: AU willow and tara are aqquaintances. willow finds out tara is going to be alone for spring break and invites her home with her. on the four day trip the two become close friends which eventually evolves into romance. what they dont know is that someone has been following them since they left campus and when he sees that love has blossomed between them things become dangerous.

CONTENT/WARNINGS: W/T sex possible violence, it should start pretty tame but im hoping to take it into hard R territory possibly further

RATING: overall R for now PG to PG 13

DISCLAIMER: Joss Whedon, et. al, are the owners. I simply write non-profit work.







Missocki- thanks alot for the great title, and all will be revealed soon enough



amazonaa~you'll find out who he is in time, but it seems to me like everyone knows already. lol.



The Rose24 ~ angst free? what kind of writer would i be without a little angst?



sam darls~im glad you like it. things should be getting even cuter and sweeter.



Still Waters T~im glad you like. i thought the way willow got tara to come out to her was a little more me than willow but i thought it was pretty funny, i had to get that out of the way sometime. and there should be a few more sections of the villains point of view coming up, so everyones curiosity will be satisfied.



stillrunning ~ yah he is an ass!!!



Tempest Duer~thanx, and yah you guessed right about the boyfriend, but maybe i will have to change it or something now, add a little more excitement.



anyways thanks for all the comments guys and here is another update.









        Willow had planned out every single stop and route we were to take for the entire trip. I didn’t realize at first when she was just suggesting which places to get gas or grab a bite to eat. But it was pretty obvious by the time we reached the hotel where she had already made reservations. Then she told me she had reservations for every hotel we were to stay at for the next three days. She also told me that all the reservations were for single rooms with queen sized bed, and unless she could switch rooms we would be sharing a bed. Oddly enough I didn’t mind at all.



        Before we came to the hotel we stopped at a little diner down the road, which of course was in Willows plan. I ordered the vegan lasagna and she had a steak. I liked that my being a vegan didn’t make her uncomfortable.        The conversation was casual and comfortable. I was glad I had been able to open up to her earlier. I told her some things that I had never told another living soul, mostly because nobody ever wanted to listen, but also because I felt some sort of bond with her, like I could tell her anything and it would be ok. When she looked at me I could tell she cared, when she placed a comforting hand on my shoulder I actually felt comforted. Even better though, when I was talking I sometimes caught her staring at my lips tehe.



        “So your vegan huh?” she said scarfing down a bite of steak.



        “born and raised, my mom was a hippie,” I laughed



        “your mom sounds like she was pretty cool,” she gave me just about the warmest look I had ever seen, it made my heart stop beating entirely.



        “she was, s-she was beautiful and kind, she taught me how to cook and ride horses, and she loved me, she loved me so much” from across the table Willow reached over and took my hand, I looked up and smiled. “ and I loved her too.”



        We talked about my mother throughout the entire meal. It didn’t make me feel sad at all talking about her to Willow. I reminisced about all the good times, and we talked about some of the bad times, but it felt good to talk about her, like talking about her to Willow made her a little more alive, and it felt good just to share with Willow. We also talked a bit about her mom. I found out that Mrs. Rosenberg was a psychologist and Mr. Rosenberg was an archaeologist , so her parents weren’t around much. She told me how her mom was always psychoanalyzing her, and how she would sit at home alone when she was only ten years old. She said it helped her become independent quickly and that because of her parents absence she knew that anything she did was for herself be it how she did in high school, what college she went to, or what career she chose, it was all her. But I could tell that the way her parent ignored her had left a scar.



        While we talked at the table she held my hand and when we were leaving the restaurant my hand was still in hers. Then when we left, we took a walk so as not to stop the conversation, and she laced her fingers in mine. It was a nice night out, the moon was full, the stars were shining, and we found a nice little bench to watch the sunset. We sat close on the bench, logically it was for warmth, I think we both knew it wasn’t that cold.



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        After going on a walk I went into the office of the hotel and signed the papers for the room I reserved. I didn’t even bother to ask for a room with another bed. I figured we could use the one bed as a sort of… bonding experience. I knew something was happening between us, and im sure she felt it too. I held her hand almost the whole evening, and when we were walking sometimes she would lean in real close to me like she was cold, even though we both had light jackets on, and there was just a small breeze. We kept our voices low the whole night, staying close, almost whispering. I swear every time I touched her I felt an electricity flowing between us, when I touched her nothing had ever felt so right. Comparing the way she looked at me, and spoke to me before this, I knew she had to be feeling something. I decided I wasn’t going to push her at all but I was going to try and subtly let her know I was interested, or at least as subtle as I can be.

We are not strangers to ourselves, we only try to be

[WickedReds]

Great fic Scooben... im really liking it alot.. cant wait for more..



-reds



Meine Banane tanzt für Rußflocke 

Smutbunny Anthem: *sung to tune from Goldfinger* Smutbunnies...they'e the bunnies, the bunnies that love the smut...and Willow's butt. They surf for smut fiction...always lookin' for the next naked sweaty fix...of Tara's tits.- Written By Cameron(tarawhipped) For Us Smut Bunnies

[Tempest Duer]

Ooh... they're sharing beds! Yayness. So far so good, right?

I got bitten by a drunk lesbian! Does that mean I'll turn into one?



~my friend Mary

[stillrunning]

Woohoo for sharing of a bed!! That's when two people can REALLY bond



But seriously, this was a great update. It's nice to see the girls being so comfortable with each other and getting to know each other a lot better. Great job!

"Heaven's not a place that you go when you die...it's that moment in life when you actually feel alive"

[bindingwiccan]

great update! i like the whole sleeping together but not "sleeping together" thing ya got goin on there.. its real cute!







keep it commin'

Kelsey

[GayNow]

I'm intrigued. How long will the angst last, I wonder? (I'm an angst girl, what can I say?)



I'm looking forward to the next installment. Yes, I most certainly am.



Carleen