I don't own any Sailor Moon chars. This is my 2nd Sailor Moon fic and my 1st songfic. So please be nice. I also don't know the song "Hello" by EVANESCENCE. This is when Lita errr….Sailor Jupiter…I never did fully catch their names or Japanese names, when she was about 5 and the events on how she got her reputation of being a "bully or tough chick." Oh and words like (this) is the song and word like 'this' is thought and words like "this" is talking.
HELLO
'It's not fair.' She deliberation to herself silently. 'Friends are suppose to care about you and want to spend time with you, not ignore you, and not leave you all alone to play with yourself on the play ground.'
(playground school bell rings again rain clouds come to play again)
She walked by herself, with her head hung down low through the halls of her school, going back to her class. Never in whole life did she feel so alone then right now. She didn't know why her friends didn't pay no attention to her. She wonder what she did to make them turn their backs on her.
(has no one told you she's not breathing? hello I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to hello)
Surely they where not still mad at her from joining up with Kurt and putting that worm in their lunches. It was only meant to be a joke, from when Sandra told Jim that she had a crush on him and right after she told them that she was sorry. But that was days ago anyway. They should have been over that by now. So why where they acting so different? Maybe they truly didn't like her anymore.
(if I smile and don't believe soon I know I'll wake from this dream don't try to fix me I'm not broken)
What is that was it? What if they didn't want to be her friend anymore? Then what? Who would she play with?
She stagger slowly to her desk without lifting her head up from looking at her shoes, but she did notice the slide way glances and stares that her friends gave her. She knew that they where talking about her. Their giggles didn't go unnoticed either.
(hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide don't cry)
'So why would this school be different then?' She walked up to her new school. 'My old friends turn on me….they hated me for I don't know why. So why would her new classmates be any different?'
(suddenly I know I'm not sleeping hello I'm still here)
She went up to her new classroom and sat in her new desk. The morning went by quickly and now it was lunch time. She didn't feel like socializing with the other children. She sat on a swing and slowly rock herself back and forth. Then one kid, probably the bully of the whole school, pushed her off of it.
"Ow! Why did you do that?"
"This is MY swing, don't swing on it again!" The bully said.
"I can swing there if I want to." She reply back to him.
"Can not freak!"
"Freak!? Who you calling a freak!?" She rolled up one of her sleeves.
"You!" The bully sat on the swing.
"I was there first so get off!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Make me!" The bully stick out his tongue. This made her so mad that she pushed him off, making him fall backwards and hitting his head. He cried and run away. That event spread quickly and now no one wanted to play with her. 'Great…not only do I have no friends….but now every one is afraid of me' She sadly thought and sat under a tree feeling sorry for herself.
(all that's left of yesterday)
HELLO
'It's not fair.' She deliberation to herself silently. 'Friends are suppose to care about you and want to spend time with you, not ignore you, and not leave you all alone to play with yourself on the play ground.'
(playground school bell rings again rain clouds come to play again)
She walked by herself, with her head hung down low through the halls of her school, going back to her class. Never in whole life did she feel so alone then right now. She didn't know why her friends didn't pay no attention to her. She wonder what she did to make them turn their backs on her.
(has no one told you she's not breathing? hello I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to hello)
Surely they where not still mad at her from joining up with Kurt and putting that worm in their lunches. It was only meant to be a joke, from when Sandra told Jim that she had a crush on him and right after she told them that she was sorry. But that was days ago anyway. They should have been over that by now. So why where they acting so different? Maybe they truly didn't like her anymore.
(if I smile and don't believe soon I know I'll wake from this dream don't try to fix me I'm not broken)
What is that was it? What if they didn't want to be her friend anymore? Then what? Who would she play with?
She stagger slowly to her desk without lifting her head up from looking at her shoes, but she did notice the slide way glances and stares that her friends gave her. She knew that they where talking about her. Their giggles didn't go unnoticed either.
(hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide don't cry)
'So why would this school be different then?' She walked up to her new school. 'My old friends turn on me….they hated me for I don't know why. So why would her new classmates be any different?'
(suddenly I know I'm not sleeping hello I'm still here)
She went up to her new classroom and sat in her new desk. The morning went by quickly and now it was lunch time. She didn't feel like socializing with the other children. She sat on a swing and slowly rock herself back and forth. Then one kid, probably the bully of the whole school, pushed her off of it.
"Ow! Why did you do that?"
"This is MY swing, don't swing on it again!" The bully said.
"I can swing there if I want to." She reply back to him.
"Can not freak!"
"Freak!? Who you calling a freak!?" She rolled up one of her sleeves.
"You!" The bully sat on the swing.
"I was there first so get off!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Make me!" The bully stick out his tongue. This made her so mad that she pushed him off, making him fall backwards and hitting his head. He cried and run away. That event spread quickly and now no one wanted to play with her. 'Great…not only do I have no friends….but now every one is afraid of me' She sadly thought and sat under a tree feeling sorry for herself.
(all that's left of yesterday)