CHAPTER ONE: THE NIGHT CLUB
By Alexandria
A/N: please don't diss this fic. If you are a flamer, just go away now, unless you want something completely out of the ordinary, k? This is my fic, and it is here for me so I can get thoughts going through my head. I have pre-writing up to chapter 30 done, so you guys doing have to worry too much about me not finishing this one ;) well, I don't own Sailor moon, but I do own a lot of these characters.. Thanks!
The base was loud. It shook your body if you stood 20 feet or closer to the speaker. 15 year old Andréa, or Andi as she preferred, was right in the middle of the crowd dancing with a group of friends. Back, back, forth, forth, circle, circle, swish, swish. It was almost choreographed. Up, down, side to side, raise your arms, circle hips. She was a great dancer. And a singer too. Or why else would her friends push her towards the stage to sing as soon as the song finished?
The voice of an angel. One that lulls you to sleep. That's what she sounded like. And the way she was so comfortable on stage singing "Desert Rose" by Sting, you knew she had done this before. She held her head elegantly, as if she didn't have a care in the world. Her little-make-uped face held no sign of remorse, or happiness, but rather a happy medium of both. No smile, nor frown. Her green eyes held secrets. Ones only her closest friends knew.
With the last line of the song leaving her lips, Andi started to walk down to the edge of the stage so she could go back to her friends.
On the way down, she couldn't see them. She searched through the crowd as the next song started. As she reached the center of the crowd, a tall 18 year old approache her. He had golden locks. Not blonde, but lighter than her light brown hair. Zhe looked him in his blue eyes, and she knew right away what a huge mistake that had been. His eyes pierced into her soul, and they started to dance. She looked away, and concentrated on the dance they were sharing. Cerulean. That's the color of his gorgeous blue eyes. She studied his features. Gelled hair, tan skin, and full lips set as -a smirk.
Andi glared at him, and the song ended. She walked out of his arms, and she continued to search for her friends. She found them, and told them she was leaving.
As she walked in the darkness, the blue eyes haunted her.
A/N: please don't diss this fic. If you are a flamer, just go away now, unless you want something completely out of the ordinary, k? This is my fic, and it is here for me so I can get thoughts going through my head. I have pre-writing up to chapter 30 done, so you guys doing have to worry too much about me not finishing this one ;) well, I don't own Sailor moon, but I do own a lot of these characters.. Thanks!
The base was loud. It shook your body if you stood 20 feet or closer to the speaker. 15 year old Andréa, or Andi as she preferred, was right in the middle of the crowd dancing with a group of friends. Back, back, forth, forth, circle, circle, swish, swish. It was almost choreographed. Up, down, side to side, raise your arms, circle hips. She was a great dancer. And a singer too. Or why else would her friends push her towards the stage to sing as soon as the song finished?
The voice of an angel. One that lulls you to sleep. That's what she sounded like. And the way she was so comfortable on stage singing "Desert Rose" by Sting, you knew she had done this before. She held her head elegantly, as if she didn't have a care in the world. Her little-make-uped face held no sign of remorse, or happiness, but rather a happy medium of both. No smile, nor frown. Her green eyes held secrets. Ones only her closest friends knew.
With the last line of the song leaving her lips, Andi started to walk down to the edge of the stage so she could go back to her friends.
On the way down, she couldn't see them. She searched through the crowd as the next song started. As she reached the center of the crowd, a tall 18 year old approache her. He had golden locks. Not blonde, but lighter than her light brown hair. Zhe looked him in his blue eyes, and she knew right away what a huge mistake that had been. His eyes pierced into her soul, and they started to dance. She looked away, and concentrated on the dance they were sharing. Cerulean. That's the color of his gorgeous blue eyes. She studied his features. Gelled hair, tan skin, and full lips set as -a smirk.
Andi glared at him, and the song ended. She walked out of his arms, and she continued to search for her friends. She found them, and told them she was leaving.
As she walked in the darkness, the blue eyes haunted her.