I do NOT own any Dragon Ball Z or Sailor Moon.
Everyone was laughing. I was running, somewhat knocking into someone, every so often. My body convulsed with laughter as my legs kept managing to go forward.
"Lita! Slow down!" the command was barked at me. My legs just kept on going, laughter kept spilling out of me.
"She's drunk." A familiar voice said. My brain clouded with the face to go with it.
I walked into the middle of the road, I couldn't remember why, bending down to retrieve something for someone.
"Lita?" the same voice said.
Something changed in the person's voice.
"LITA!" it screamed.
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I woke up just before sun rose, the next day. The day seemed darker then usual, there seemed to be fog covering the moon and stars from my view. I didn't bother with turning on the light and trudged downstairs, remembering the days where I would usual hear Serena complaining. Her voice always comforted me and I couldn't hear it anywhere. She could be still asleep. I crept around the kitchen and glanced out the window, the sun was finally showing.
The kitchen felt different, empty, and bare. Something was off and I couldn't exactly put my finger on it. It felt unsettling. Surely I had only been sleeping for one night.
Without eating breakfast I made my way to school, it wasn't that far away and the exercise would be good for me. As I was walking, it felt odd, like I was forgetting something. I got to school, thinking that Serena would probably be late and Ami would be studying.
To my shock, Serena was already here. I practically had my mouth open like she always did with food.
"Hey!" I sung and strolled up to her. I leaned against the lockers and waited for her to give me the latest on the whole Darien situation.
"So what's new with Darien?" I asked getting impatient. Something must be really wrong if she's not talking about it.
Mina came around the corner, smiling and dressed in our same uniform. My mouth was yet again, hanging open. When did she transfer in?
"Hey Serna, did you happen to get the answer for question 12 in History?" Mina asked, opening the locker on the other side of Serena. I leaned against the locker, arms folded. Since when did ANYONE ever ask SERNA for answers?
"Yeah, I got the French."
Mina dug through her bag, coming up with a pile of papers and a pen. She scribbled something down, smiling to Serena.
"Thanks!"
"Can someone please acknowledge me?" I huffed. Getting really angry that no one had seemed to notice me standing right there.
They both looked at each other for a brief moment, sharing something that looked like pain?
They then started to head down the hall.
What the heck was going on?
I had followed Serena around all day, she was the Princess after all and she was bound to crack first. I had yet to see Ami come to think about it. I had seen Rei and Michelle and Amara too. It was strange; I hadn't known everyone was now attending Junior High.
I had figured that everyone was ignoring me, even Melvin and Molly. I sighed and vanished into the background. We all had sat down at the table that the cool group usually sat at. I hadn't actually seen any of them here but figured they would soon show. She remembered how Mina had always had a crush on Goten. She smiled to herself, remembering how the guy was so interested in always having a girlfriend. He had never paid any attention to Mina though no matter how hard she tried to impress him.
Serena was in deep conversation with Michelle about the musical aspects of the new performance coming up. I was amazed at how Serena had changed so much, she looked so mature too. I heard Trunks bellow in laughter and saw him clap a large hand on Goten's shoulder. I looked over at Mina who didn't take any notice of them; she seemed engrossed in her book.
I saw that Professor Gohan followed behind them; he looked over every table in the cafeteria. His eyes skimmed over, Serena, Mina and then landed on me.
I knew he had seen me, something in his eyes, fear and confusion mixed in with disbelief. He muttered something; I couldn't exactly see his mouth move. Goten looked in this general direction and frowned. Could he really see me?