A/N: I don't own Sailor Moon, I love it a lot, but I definitely don't own it.
She looked into the mirror and studied the person who looked at back at her. Medium length black hair framed a slim pale face, delicate eye brows framed a pair of large grey eyes that blinked sleepily back. A small nose sat above pale pink rose bud lips.
She sighed deeply and ran her hands through her bed hair, another day of university and work, then study. Between this, she had to clean her apartment for the new tenants who'd be moving in tomorrow and shift the rest of her stuff into storage. She was going to be spending the next few weeks in the backpackers until she had found a new flat. The owners of present apartment had decided to put up the rent to an exorbitant amount and with her current meagre earnings there was no way she was going to be able to afford the rise. She barely earned enough money to cover the current rent, it was going to be difficult to try and find an apartment that was close to her university, work and fitted within her budget.
At least she didn't have to worry about her school fees, the money she received from her parents life insurances had been invested in a trust fund and she used this to pay her school fees. The rest of it wouldn't be available until she turned 25, which was in four years time. By staying at the backpackers for the next couple of weeks she was going to be able to save enough money up to pay the bond. At least she had holidays coming up, she hopefully be able to pick up some more hours. She hated having to spend the Christmas holidays doing nothing, it just doesn't feel the same with out her parents and every year she worked as much as she could so she didn't sit at home feeling lonely.
Mentally shaking her head she pulled herself back to the present and flipped the shower on and jumped in, last day at Uni first, then work and then finish packing.
It was almost the end of her shift at the Coffee house when Jake, a fellow employee called out to her "Hey Terra, can I borrow your notes for the psych class, my anthropology class went longer today than normal."
She smiled up at him "sure, I've already copied it for you." She tilted her head and studied him "I kinda figured you would need them when you didn't turn up."
Jake's brown eyes glinted in amusement "thanks, what would I do with out you?"
She laughed, "I'm sure Angela would help you get through it."
"Yeah she would, but it would take a long time." He winked at her, glancing at the clock he gave her a small nudge "hey, you've only got 10 minutes to go, why don't you take off early."
"Are you sure." Terra asked unsure.
"Sure, I was late and you didn't get your full 15 minute break. Go, I know that you have to pack." Jake turned to smile at a new customer "I'll see you after school break."
"Okay, have a nice Christmas." She took off her apron and threw it into the laundry basket and signed out. Grabbing her bag she whipped out Jakes notes, giving him a small wave she strolled out of the store and headed home.
It wasn't until she was a block away she started to feel uneasy, as if she was being watched. Terra stopped to look at the window display of a shop and subtly glanced around but saw nothing. Shrugging it off she continued on, but still couldn't shake that feeling. Relief flowed through her when her apartment block came into view. Picking up the pace she made it to the door, the key was in the lock and she had just started to open it when the sound of heavy footsteps caught her attention, freaking out slightly at both the sound and the strong feeling of unease she quickly opened the door, slid her body in and then shut it, ensuring that it clicked firmly.
Terra tried to act casually, despite the certainty that someone or thing was watching her through the glass of the doors she decided to take the stairs. She didn't want whomever it was to know what floor she was on.