The Day I Lost My Mind
Chapter One
~*Tell-A-Friend-Day*~
Serena Tsukino skipped down the street, the long pigtails that fell from her golden meatballs
streaming out behind her.
"Friday afternoon and no detention!" she cried gleefully to no one in paticular. "Talk about
luck!"
*Thud!* Serena fell to the ground.
"Luck isn't the word, Meatball Head," a familiarly biting voice said.
"Darien!" Serena fumed, jumping to her feet and glaring at him. "You jerk! Now I've got dust
on my skirt!" She jumped around, trying to get the grime off the back of her skirt.
"I can help with that," Darien smirked. "Wait a minute-I'm sorry."
*Huh?* Serena looked up at him, confused.
"I don't *touch* trash." She stood there, stunned, for a few moments, then abruptly burst into
tears.
"Why are you always so mean to me?" she wailed, sitting back down on the pavement.
A crowd started to gather around them, a lot of them glaring at Darien, and he flushed a
dull red.
"Uh, Serena, listen…Stop crying, come on Meatball-uh, Serena! Stop… Please? Uh, gotta
go, sorry Serena!" he bolted around the corner, leaving a loudly sobbing teenager and a
dissipating crowd.
* * *
Serena stormed into her room, banging the door shut behind her. Her cat, Luna, looked up
and seemed alarmed to see Serena's red-rimmed eyes.
"Serena, what is it?" the black cat gasped, jumping up. "Were you attacked?"
"No!" the blonde pouted sullenly. "That stupid Darien ran into me,"
"Oh," sighed Luna, lying back down calmly. "Well, that's okay then."
"Okay?! Are you crazy?" Serena shrieked. Outside the door, Ikuko-mama passed by and
paused to listen.
"Rena?" she called, confused. She had thought that her daughter had been alone. "Are you
all right? Who are you talking to?"
"Just fine, Mom, and no one… No one of importance anyway," she added under her breath.
The cat scowled, but chose to ignore the comment. Instead, she suddenly brightened and
said to Serena, "Guess what, Princess?" The inner scouts and the cats had taken to calling
Serena 'Princess', due to the fact that she was so unlike the royalty that she was.
"What?" Serena asked curiously, absentmindedly stroking Luna's fur.
"Tomorrow is 'Tell A Friend Day'!"
"Tellawhut day?"
Luna sighed, the crescent moon on her forehead glowing like it always did when she was agitated or stressed.
"Tell a Friend Day, is, in idiot terms, the day you can tell a friend about your alter ego."
"You mean, like, Sailor Moon?" Serena asked, confused.
"Yes, Serena!" Luna snapped.
"Totally cool!" the blonde gushed. "I can tell everyone that I'm-"
"Hold it right there, young lady! You can tell *one* and *only* one person that you're Sailor
Moon. "
"Only one?" Serena whined. "What's the fun in that?"
* * *
*Well, obviously, I'll tell Molly. She's my best friend. But wait-if I tell Mom, then it would be so
much easier to sneak out at night for the fights.* Serena chewed on her pink bunny-covered
pencil, pondering who to tell. *Maybe if I tell Miss Haruna, she'll understand why I fall asleep
in class. Late nights and all.*
Serena sighed and put her head down on her folded arms, on top of the desk. At this rate,
she'd *never* figure out who to tell!
Chapter One
~*Tell-A-Friend-Day*~
Serena Tsukino skipped down the street, the long pigtails that fell from her golden meatballs
streaming out behind her.
"Friday afternoon and no detention!" she cried gleefully to no one in paticular. "Talk about
luck!"
*Thud!* Serena fell to the ground.
"Luck isn't the word, Meatball Head," a familiarly biting voice said.
"Darien!" Serena fumed, jumping to her feet and glaring at him. "You jerk! Now I've got dust
on my skirt!" She jumped around, trying to get the grime off the back of her skirt.
"I can help with that," Darien smirked. "Wait a minute-I'm sorry."
*Huh?* Serena looked up at him, confused.
"I don't *touch* trash." She stood there, stunned, for a few moments, then abruptly burst into
tears.
"Why are you always so mean to me?" she wailed, sitting back down on the pavement.
A crowd started to gather around them, a lot of them glaring at Darien, and he flushed a
dull red.
"Uh, Serena, listen…Stop crying, come on Meatball-uh, Serena! Stop… Please? Uh, gotta
go, sorry Serena!" he bolted around the corner, leaving a loudly sobbing teenager and a
dissipating crowd.
* * *
Serena stormed into her room, banging the door shut behind her. Her cat, Luna, looked up
and seemed alarmed to see Serena's red-rimmed eyes.
"Serena, what is it?" the black cat gasped, jumping up. "Were you attacked?"
"No!" the blonde pouted sullenly. "That stupid Darien ran into me,"
"Oh," sighed Luna, lying back down calmly. "Well, that's okay then."
"Okay?! Are you crazy?" Serena shrieked. Outside the door, Ikuko-mama passed by and
paused to listen.
"Rena?" she called, confused. She had thought that her daughter had been alone. "Are you
all right? Who are you talking to?"
"Just fine, Mom, and no one… No one of importance anyway," she added under her breath.
The cat scowled, but chose to ignore the comment. Instead, she suddenly brightened and
said to Serena, "Guess what, Princess?" The inner scouts and the cats had taken to calling
Serena 'Princess', due to the fact that she was so unlike the royalty that she was.
"What?" Serena asked curiously, absentmindedly stroking Luna's fur.
"Tomorrow is 'Tell A Friend Day'!"
"Tellawhut day?"
Luna sighed, the crescent moon on her forehead glowing like it always did when she was agitated or stressed.
"Tell a Friend Day, is, in idiot terms, the day you can tell a friend about your alter ego."
"You mean, like, Sailor Moon?" Serena asked, confused.
"Yes, Serena!" Luna snapped.
"Totally cool!" the blonde gushed. "I can tell everyone that I'm-"
"Hold it right there, young lady! You can tell *one* and *only* one person that you're Sailor
Moon. "
"Only one?" Serena whined. "What's the fun in that?"
* * *
*Well, obviously, I'll tell Molly. She's my best friend. But wait-if I tell Mom, then it would be so
much easier to sneak out at night for the fights.* Serena chewed on her pink bunny-covered
pencil, pondering who to tell. *Maybe if I tell Miss Haruna, she'll understand why I fall asleep
in class. Late nights and all.*
Serena sighed and put her head down on her folded arms, on top of the desk. At this rate,
she'd *never* figure out who to tell!