Title: Lunar, NYC
By: Blue Clad Fangirl Cerridwen
Chapter One: No Way!!
Rated:PG-13
Okay, so here some legal shit: I (or rather my subconsience, it being based
on a dream I had) purely created this fanfic, BUT, the characters are based
on the characters created by Naoko Takeuchi, so pleased doon't let me find
any sepinas amoung my letters, I'm no that desperate for real mail.
Chapter one: No Way!!!!
Serena deLune, your typical(or at least WAS) 14-year old 9th grader from
Queens, NY. I am a HUGE anime fangirl, and my absoulute fave has got to be
Sailor Moon. Two years ago, I had everyone call me Moon Princess, Bunny,
Usagi or Odango. I just got back to being Serena the Fangirl last year. I
always knew I had some huge ass conection to Sailor Moon, but I never
realized exactly how strong it was. It all started on the first day of
school...
"Hi Serena! You still look ready for the sack!"
"Damn Kiyone, you know I have ensomnia before school! I've had that
crapic little problem since the 2nd grade!"
"Hey Sere!" a boy shouted from behind. He slaped me hard on the back.
"Owww!!!! Shit, Kay!"I turned and kicked Kay Tory in the shins. Kay and
Kiyone
Kagami have been going out for two years and are my best friens. They
understand my shrewdness is the result of my summer ensomnia.
"Guys, I'm sorry. Ya know, no sleep for weeks has that fucked up effect.
I even left my pajama pants on 'cause I was in such a hurry. Um, I gotta my
stuff in my locker, or I'll be late,...again."
"Okay Sere."
"Yeah, Moon Freak, don't wanna be late! Ha!" a dreamy, yet cold and harsh
male voice yelled from down the hall. It was Tammian Bouletta, the guy all
the single school girls, me accepted, of course, swooned over.
"Fuck up, Tam! Phhpptttt!!!" I sighed," Why do all the sexy guys end up
assholes and bastards, God? at least he didn't "grace" me with a "Meatball
Brain" again."
I finally got the new combination right and as I opened my new locker, a
white light shone through the dark of the half opened locker. "No way! No
bleedin' way!" I blurted as I quickly shut it again.
Pretty much to my damn suprise, no one heard my out burst, nor saw the
light. I slowly opened the locker again. 'It couldn't be...' I thought. 'Is't
posible?' I peered in again. The source of the light was the Silver Imperium
Crystal. 'I'm sleeping, right? Or may ensomnia is more fucked up than I first
thought?' I tweecked my nose. ' Owww! No, I'm awake.' I reached out and
touched the crystal inside it's blue and silver broach (colors I prefer to
pink ang gold).'And I'm not seeing things. I could have just bumped my nose
in the wall again.'
That moment I rembered running after the bus I missed, tripping over a
black cat with a band-aid, and getting a scratched arm. Reminicents of the
pains from these were still stinging. No dream, no illusions. this was the
crystal and the cat must have been Luna. Damn, my lifes screwed up.
I grabbed the broach and threw my much loathed math text and loved French
dictionary into the locker, and ran to home room before the bell rang. I had
to find Luna.
"LUNA!!!!!!LUUNNNNNAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tam, who was playing handball in the back of the school during the lunch
period, was staring at me in puzzlement. "The T.V. finally got hold of her
brain. Pitty, she'll fawn on me, too. No more chalenge."
I flushed a neon pink."Dream on, Romeo!"
Just then a black blur jumped on his head and into my arms. "Luna! Hi
kit...ow!!! Oh yeah, the band-aid." I quicklly ripped it off the cat's fore
head. She purred at seeing the broach on my raggy, blue sweater.
"Crapic.Luna, the bell's gonna ring soon. Meet me at Record Arcade after
school, Okay?"
"Okay, Serena. I'm glad you sought this through."
By: Blue Clad Fangirl Cerridwen
Chapter One: No Way!!
Rated:PG-13
Okay, so here some legal shit: I (or rather my subconsience, it being based
on a dream I had) purely created this fanfic, BUT, the characters are based
on the characters created by Naoko Takeuchi, so pleased doon't let me find
any sepinas amoung my letters, I'm no that desperate for real mail.
Chapter one: No Way!!!!
Serena deLune, your typical(or at least WAS) 14-year old 9th grader from
Queens, NY. I am a HUGE anime fangirl, and my absoulute fave has got to be
Sailor Moon. Two years ago, I had everyone call me Moon Princess, Bunny,
Usagi or Odango. I just got back to being Serena the Fangirl last year. I
always knew I had some huge ass conection to Sailor Moon, but I never
realized exactly how strong it was. It all started on the first day of
school...
"Hi Serena! You still look ready for the sack!"
"Damn Kiyone, you know I have ensomnia before school! I've had that
crapic little problem since the 2nd grade!"
"Hey Sere!" a boy shouted from behind. He slaped me hard on the back.
"Owww!!!! Shit, Kay!"I turned and kicked Kay Tory in the shins. Kay and
Kiyone
Kagami have been going out for two years and are my best friens. They
understand my shrewdness is the result of my summer ensomnia.
"Guys, I'm sorry. Ya know, no sleep for weeks has that fucked up effect.
I even left my pajama pants on 'cause I was in such a hurry. Um, I gotta my
stuff in my locker, or I'll be late,...again."
"Okay Sere."
"Yeah, Moon Freak, don't wanna be late! Ha!" a dreamy, yet cold and harsh
male voice yelled from down the hall. It was Tammian Bouletta, the guy all
the single school girls, me accepted, of course, swooned over.
"Fuck up, Tam! Phhpptttt!!!" I sighed," Why do all the sexy guys end up
assholes and bastards, God? at least he didn't "grace" me with a "Meatball
Brain" again."
I finally got the new combination right and as I opened my new locker, a
white light shone through the dark of the half opened locker. "No way! No
bleedin' way!" I blurted as I quickly shut it again.
Pretty much to my damn suprise, no one heard my out burst, nor saw the
light. I slowly opened the locker again. 'It couldn't be...' I thought. 'Is't
posible?' I peered in again. The source of the light was the Silver Imperium
Crystal. 'I'm sleeping, right? Or may ensomnia is more fucked up than I first
thought?' I tweecked my nose. ' Owww! No, I'm awake.' I reached out and
touched the crystal inside it's blue and silver broach (colors I prefer to
pink ang gold).'And I'm not seeing things. I could have just bumped my nose
in the wall again.'
That moment I rembered running after the bus I missed, tripping over a
black cat with a band-aid, and getting a scratched arm. Reminicents of the
pains from these were still stinging. No dream, no illusions. this was the
crystal and the cat must have been Luna. Damn, my lifes screwed up.
I grabbed the broach and threw my much loathed math text and loved French
dictionary into the locker, and ran to home room before the bell rang. I had
to find Luna.
"LUNA!!!!!!LUUNNNNNAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tam, who was playing handball in the back of the school during the lunch
period, was staring at me in puzzlement. "The T.V. finally got hold of her
brain. Pitty, she'll fawn on me, too. No more chalenge."
I flushed a neon pink."Dream on, Romeo!"
Just then a black blur jumped on his head and into my arms. "Luna! Hi
kit...ow!!! Oh yeah, the band-aid." I quicklly ripped it off the cat's fore
head. She purred at seeing the broach on my raggy, blue sweater.
"Crapic.Luna, the bell's gonna ring soon. Meet me at Record Arcade after
school, Okay?"
"Okay, Serena. I'm glad you sought this through."
