Hello all! So, this is a new one for me...something i thought i'd enjoy doing, and i hope you all enjoy reading it! It's my second SM fanfic that i've put on here so i hope you like it as much as you did the other one. Writing has always been my greatest passion...so when i have free time...i get to typing!

Anyway, i dont own these characters...but i do enjoy the show! Serena and her friends are the sailor scouts in this fic, they are just normal college girls. But, leave me some reviews, lemme know if you hate it or love it!! Thanks!

-mysticalelf58

Prologue: The Meeting

(Serena Pov.)

So, I moved to Clemson, South Carolina this past summer. My dad got a chance to work with Philippe Inc. as an executive, which would bring in some big bucks for the family. He had known the CEO's father and when he had passed away, the guy had called my dad in to help out since he was having trouble.

I had been freaking out about my schooling though. I had been attending a modeling school in New York. My modeling classes were going really well, but my regular classes, yea, those grades were less than stellar. When dad mentioned transferring to Clemson, I had been worried about my classes transferring since I wasn't doing so well in school, but since they were all above a D, they had gone through. My dad was absolutely thrilled, along with my mom. They were all about me going to school. I was majoring in Elementary Education along with a double major in Early Childhood Education. I wanted to be a sixth grade history teacher.

I hadn't really been worried about making friends. My cousin Mina had applied to Clemson the minute she heard I was moving down south again. She and I were both originally from South Carolina, but when my dad took a job in New York, we had to move. She and I were excited to see each other. She had also mentioned that three of her best friends went to Clemson also and that they were really popular. She said that I wouldn't have a problem fitting in at all, which excited me. I was already going to be put at the top of the college food chain.

Well, my first day of school, I had purposely worn a sexy/sophisticated outfit. I had to make a good impression on everyone.

School had never really been my thing, and even my parents knew that. I loved being the center of attention for every boy. I liked for men to desire me. I don't know why, it was like an aphrodisiac for me. I had really only had one boyfriend and he had cheated on me, so I never tried to put myself in that position to get hurt again. I had a game I played…hurt them before they can hurt you. It never failed; I could never open myself up fully. I never felt comfortable with any boy to let them get to know the REAL me.

I had figured that I would just find some random guy to have fun with…that is until I saw him. He was absolutely gorgeous. He was tall, dark and handsome. He looked to be older than me by a couple of years.

His midnight black hair came down to his shoulders in waves, straight up top, but curly at the bottom. His dark cobalt eyes held a secret desire that I longed to fulfill, and his body, even under his black Armani suit, was well built. When I noticed his lack of concentration, I took a moment to decide my plan…

"Ump!" I heard him mutter as we collided. "Oh geez, I'm sorry. That was so my fault. I'm so clumsy." I faked smiling to him slightly. I had to play the sweet and innocent girl. "No, it was my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going." He said bending down to help me pick my books up.

I noticed now how gorgeous his eyes were, their dark blue depths were drowning me. I suddenly felt like I was caught in a raging storm with no way out.

"Thanks! I appreciate it! See you later." I said getting up, slightly nervous from our close proximity. I could feel the heat radiating off his body, and I panicked, needing to get away from him before I succumbed to it. I slightly brushed my arm against his, feeling electricity flow through my body. I almost moaned at the contact.

"What's your name?" he asked quickly before I could leave. "Call me bunny." I replied cautiously. I knew from his doe-eyed look that I had gotten his attention. I smiled to him again and enticingly walked away. Yes, this year was definitely going to be fascinating and before he knew what happened…he would be mine.

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(Darien Pov)

Today was the first day of school and I couldn't help but pray this year was different. I'm a professor at Clemson University and I teach Greek Mythology. Usually I have classes full of students who have the highest GPA's in the school, but this year, as I looked through my student's files, I noticed a couple of their grades were not so great. This year was definitely going to interesting. I definitely liked a challenge, and those students would be my challenge.

As I walked down the hall, I noticed the many new freshman along with transfer students. My class was, however, an upper level class so most of them wouldn't be allowed to take it. "Hey Darien! Are you ready for your first semester? I'm really pissed off that the summer is over already." That was my friend Henri. He was also a professor here, but he taught Calculus.

"Yes, I have to say I'm quite ready to get this whole year over with. But I have a feeling this year will be different." "Yea, you and your 'feelings,' they do nothing but get you in trouble! Well, here I am. Coffee later?" he asked as I nodded and kept walking. Henri and I had started teaching together two years ago. He was only a year older than me, but was my best friend, and he was right, my feelings always did get me in trouble.

"Ump." I groaned as I felt something hit me. "Oh geez, I'm sorry. That was so my fault. I'm so clumsy." I heard a female voice say. When I looked down, I saw the most amazing display of beauty lying on the floor. "No, it was my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going." I said bending down to help her pick up her books up.

She was absolutely gorgeous. Her long golden-honey blonde hair was put up in a ponytail, but its silky locks still flowed down to her waist. Her deep, enchanting blue eyes were shining from beneath her bangs, and all I could do was melt from the intense stare was she giving me. Their glassy pits were pulling me into an unknown abyss that felt warm and welcoming. She wore a short, blue jean skirt that showed off her long, toned legs. She also wore a black tank top; which revealed her supple breasts and her flat, toned stomach. Her feet were decorated with simple black flip-flops.

"Thanks! I appreciate it! See you later." She said, swiftly brushing past me. I could hear a twinge of nervousness in her voice, "What's your name?" I asked quickly before she could leave.

Her beauty had captured me. When she brushed past me, I felt fire engulf me, a fire that I had never felt before.

"Call me Bunny." She said, seductively walking away.

I smiled, watching her luscious hips sway from side to side as she walked away. Yes, this year was definitely going to be interesting with her in my sight.

"Oh crap! I'm going to be late!" I fussed as I gathered myself and went to my classroom. That vixen was all I would be able to focus on for the rest of the day…