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Simple Thoughts

Darien's POV

Serena. Blond meatball head. Always causing me trouble. Ate way too many sweets. My enemy. And, as of today, my first, and only, love.

I never even thought of her that way. She was just too dumb. But today, something happened. Maybe my feelings were always there. When I finally realized how I felt about her, I felt like the idiot. The evidence was always there. I always thought I just liked bothering her. But no, I just liked her attention. I am a sick, demented, masochistic narcissist. She deserves better than me. Serena, if you could hear my thoughts, you would hate me. You would think I was disgusting and too many years older than you. I'm sorry, meatball head. I shouldn't love you.

It was just a normal day to me. Started out that way, anyway. I woke up from the nightmare of my parent's car wreck again. I miss them so much.

I was on my way to the arcade to hang out with my best friend when I ran into Serena. Oh, if I could have just avoided you! Just this one day, could I not have run into you? 'And your oh so long blond hair.' God, just thinking back on the day was killing me. I kept remembering her hair and how shiny it was, how she walked so gracefully. But, that's not when I finally realized what the ticking time bomb in my head was counting down to. It was counting down to when I would finally 'get' my own feelings into my thick-skull. Stupid stupid stupid.

Flashback

"Ah, watch where you're going, meatball head."

"Be quiet! You're such a jerk!" she said, and flipped her hair a bit.

"Yes, I'm a jerk. At least I don't pig out all day EVERY day!"

"Ugh! I'm leaving. I don't need this!" Then she turned around, way too fast. There was a banana peel that came out of literally nowhere and of course, she slipped on it. This, obviously, sent her reeling back into me. She knocked me over and we slid all the way to the back of the arcade. 'Did someone have to wax these floors everyday? Who does that, honestly?'

"Meatball head! You're such a klutz!" And then, when I tried to lift her up, she turned around. It was a stupid move, one that she would never realize was the moment I fell for her.

I was still holding her waist from picking her off the ground. How could she possibly manage that small of a waist with all those sweets? She started yelling at me. About what, I'll never know. I just know that it was very difficult not reaching down and making those lips shut up by putting mine on hers. She felt so small in my arms. And those eyes! Like ice, they were cold. Like the sky, they were just waiting to be looked at. Like the ocean, just waiting, full of mystery, full of emotion.

End of Flashback

Serena, you'll never know it, but that's the day I fell in love with you. Maybe I still don't know it. Maybe it's just a dream and tomorrow I'll wake up and still be calling you meatball head. But for now, I can hope it wasn't. And I'm going to hope that one day I can prove to you that I can be good. I'll be worth loving.

Promise.