Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon…and I especially don't own Chibi Moon. She's the result of what I believe to be Dracula's DNA spliced into a bag of cotton candy. I'm also 85 percent sure she cannibalizes unattended children.

Chapter 1- Math Class

I am really starting to appreciate my math class...it gives me an hour to contemplate what the hell I did to deserve it in the first place. My teacher, Mrs. Pei, is an older woman in her fifties with thick glasses and no taste. Her short black hair is practically yanked back into a tight bun. Her beady black eyes stay firmly planted on the board as she rattles off the communicative property of addition and subtraction. Yeah, I feel so engaged in this class.

Today I received my homework back...and I received a 4/10 because I didn't circle my answers. Watch sign errors. I have a better idea Mrs. Pei, how about we watch my fist hit your face. She says today we get to solve word problems...I just adore how she says it like an exclamatory sentence...like it's some celebratory event. We're learning about inequalities today?!?! Oh, God, it's just like Christmas...I could just start caroling.

And I swear, if I have to solve one more word problem I might just spontaneously combust. Mrs. Smith has a garden...she wants the length to be five times the width and the total area to be 25 sq. feet, what's the perimeter? Okay, I tell you what I'm gonna do Mrs. Smith...I'm gonna grab a gas can and burn the damn garden. Problem solved. What's the perimeter? Where the edges of the ash pile end. That's where.

Okay, Sensei, here's an equation for you: I come to this class five days a week, the duration being one hour. This class lasts exactly 102 days. How many seconds of my life have I blown attempting to learn this bullshit? Solve for "I."

No matter how hard I attempt to concentrate I feel my attention slipping. I can feel myself slowly drift away, Mrs. Pei's voice becoming a faint echo. My eyes are open but my mind is on holiday. And I'm not vacationing alone. Whenever I let my mind wander it always seems to find some place she's occupying. With her raven hair spilling around her face like a waterfall and amethyst eyes that seem to pin you in place, she dominates whatever landscape I can dream up. My thoughts are the only haven I can talk candidly to her, where my eyes can meet hers for a prolonged period of time.

She walks over to me, more gliding gracefully than walking. She gazes me, eyes tumultuous with emotion. She grasps my hands, leaning closely to my face, her lips pressed gently to my ear. She whispers something…"Mina, I-I love…"

"Ms. Aino!"

Back to merciless reality.

Mrs. Pei is staring at me, arms crossed.

"Ms. Aino, since you seem to be so keenly focused perhaps you'd like to provide us with an answer to the second equation on the board."

Not really.

I eye the board. The problem reads: Mr. Kano is driving to Tokyo. He leaves at 13:20 and from his home he needs to travel 360 miles. He arrives at 18:30. What was his average speed?

I quickly try to dig up the formula necessary to solve the problem…although it's difficult because I keep having this passing fantasy where I hijack Mr. Kano's car and run my soulless math teacher over, and then back up over her for good measure. Let's see…DRT. Distance equals rate multiplied by time that has passed.

Might as well take a shot. "Umm his average speed would have been…70 mph?"

"Incorrect. With your grade in this class you think you'd be a little more focused." She remarked a faint smirk inching it's way across her face…don't want to smile to widely, dentures might slip out.

Drive over her, back up, drive over her, back up. Take that, Mrs. Pythagoras.

I nodded. "Right, sorry Mrs. Pei."

Sorry that I didn't have Mr. Kano's car.

I need to get out of here. I subtly try to catch a glimpse at the clock. Only twelve more minutes until class is over and I can meet Ami, Usagi, and Makoto at the Crown.

Only twelve more minutes till I can see the eighth wonder of the world, Rei Hino.

Author's Notes: Yes, I realize it's short. I will elaborate the story soon. Thank you, one reviewer. : )