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"Darien!" I could hear my sister yell through my cell phone as I got out of the bed lazily. "Are you there? Darien!" she yelled again, and her voice only got louder and louder.

"Yes?" I replied back softly. I couldn't take her yelling, shouting, screaming, whatever it was this early in the morning. Who invented phones anyway? There should be a law against younger sisters calling thier brothers, unless it was something important, like if her house got burnt down.

"You better not be ignoring me, Darien," she said in a threating voice. Maybe I should just not talk back, then she'll think there's something wrong with the connection and hang up. "If you think I'm going to fall for that trick, think again," she said brightly. "Now listen up. I made an appointment with the designer, so we're having lunch with her at Lita's Cafe in half an hour."

"Half an hour? What time is it?" I asked her as I walk into the bathroom, which was connected to the bed room. I rubbed my eye with my spear hand and turn the shower on.

"It's one in the after noon," I hear her sigh. "You better make it in time."

"Yes, bye Raye," I said and didn't wait for her to reply and hung up. Placing my cell phone by the sink, I stared hard into the mirror to come face to face with myself. How did this ever happen? he thought.

I'm Darien Shields, a regular 26 years old guy. Besides the fact that I'm one of the riches and sucessfulest man on the entire world. I own the family diamond business, who is passed down from generations. I guess you can say I'm handsome, after all I'm the Darien Shields. Every girl would die to have any kind of relationship with me. Cerently, I'm dating Avery Foursis, my high school sweet heart. Everything seems to be looking up, but recently I get the idea that Avery wants to take the next step and more in with me. And the Raye isn't helping at all. She came up with this bizarre idea about remodeling my entire home. Maybe that's where Avery got the idea form. Picking up my cell phone once again, I realized that it was already one fifteen.

I quickly stopped my red sports car outside Lita's Cafe, and got out slamming the door shut. I was about to enter the small cafe when a couple walked out holding each other's hands, taking they're sweet time. Hurry up already! I screamed inside my head. When I finally made it in, it was already ten to two o'clock.

"Darien, over here!" I heard Raye call from the far right of the cafe. Walking over, I only saw Raye sitting by herself.

Taking the seat infront of Raye, I ordered my regular coffee without any sugar. "So, where is this designer?" I asked trying to lighten the mood. Having Raye as an younger sister is no fun at all.

"You're late, so I told her to leave. Besides, she has another meeting," Raye said sipping her green tea. I stared at her with eyes wide. She woke me up on a Sunday, of all days Sunday, my day off from work to tell me that the designer left.

"W-What? I can't believe this. Why didn't you hold her alittle longer?" I asked looking at Raye like she was crazy. Raye just smiled back at me. "I'm leaving," I told her just as my cup of hot delicious coffee came.

"Fine," she said simply to me and I got up from my seat. My coffee untouched. As I made my way to the dorr, I saw Raye's firend and also the owner of this cafe walk towards her. I pushed the door open and stepped out of the cafe, when suddently someone bumped into me.

Just my luck, I thought and looked at who it was. A female, with a few of her sketch books on the ground. We both bent down to pick them up. "Sorry about that," I said even though it wasn't my fault, she was the one who clearly bumped into me. I handed her the sketch books.

"Thanks," she said softly and looked up for the first time. Blue eyes. She took the books from my hand and began to walk away. I turn as I saw her back walking a few inches ahead. Grabbing her arm, I swong her around to face me once again.

"Serena?" I said unsure. I saw as her lip parted and then closed.

"Darien?" she said. I almost melted from hearing her voice, the say she said my name. "What are you doing here?" we both asked at the same time. "I just had lunch," she said tilting her head to one side.

Serena, the girl of my dreams. I can't believe I'd bump into her here in Tokyo. The first and last time I've seen her was in Paris, France. She still looked the same for all these years. Long blond hair, with bright blue eyes. She had a killer body, and long legs. Her skin was still pale, as her lips are still a lustrous pink. Lips I could kiss for the rest of my life.

"Sorry," she said as she looked at her watch. "I'm kind of in a hurry," she said again and reached into her bag. "Here. Give me a call," she handed me her business card and soon hurried on with her day. I looked at the pink card in my hand, and day dreamed my whole drive home.

Opening the door to my house, a rush of spices filled the air. Closing the door, I headed towards the kitchen to find my girlfriend in an apron. "Baby!" she said joyfully. She through her armes around my neck and kissed me on the lips. "I thought you wouldn't be up for another hour or so," she pouted alittle and released me.

"What are you cooking?" I asked looking pass her and onto the stove. She smiled and replied, "I just finished making spanish food, hope you're hungry."

"Sounds good," I replied. Avery smiled again and took a step closer. "Do you know what less sounds good?" she asked seductively and placed a hand on my chest. I soon captured her lips again and let my hand slide down her back and onto her bottom. She giggled inbetween kisses, and I carried her out the kitchen and headed for my bed room.

I sat up and leaned on the bed borad. For some reason, today's sex was not so much as satisfying as the other times. I turn to see Avery under the covers, sound asleep. Avery Foursis, was a very beautiful woman. With shoulder length blondish brown hair, which she puts up in a phony tail. She has amazing hazel eyes, and a perfect figure. Plus, she has a great personality, and was also great in bed-- until today, I thought dryly.

I sighed and sank deeper into my bed, and didn't mind that the sheets full past his six pack abs. What's wrong with me? Oh right, Serena happened. Damn Serena, and her little adorable smile, and her unforgetable kisses, and her touch which sends little shocks through my entire body, and the sweet smell of her hair, the way she moans my name when we're making love--gosh, why do you have to appear? I asked as I stared down at my own member. A moan escaped from my lips as Serena's nake body filled my brain. Serena.

I got out of bed quickly, even though it would wake Avery. I don't care, I need to take a cold shower!

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End of chapter one. o1:38 AM

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