Love Me or Forget Me
Sailor Moon Disclaimer
By Kukaburry
Chapter 2 To Be or Not
After waking up at 5:00 am by Luna screeching, stubbing her toe on her desk, being blinded by hair spray and downing a rushed and cold breakfast, Serena felt worse than ever. She trudged to school, mascara smeared over her left eye, carrying a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in her hand. This was the first time in Crossroads High school history that Serena Tsukino would be on time for detention and for her first period class
Mr. Solander, the detention officer, who was only twenty-two years old, had thick black hair, and emerald green eyes. He held his arms powerfully across his muscular chest as he watched with attentiveness, the blonde beauty in the second row. She curled her hair with her finger, nervously looking up from time to time into the placid green eyes. Her eyes bore a hole through the clock, as if it would make time jump ahead an hour. The only noise in the small and dingy room was the tapping of a pencil on the desk by a greasy-haired boy in the back of the room.
After what seemed like an eternity, the first period bell rang and Serena's heart leapt at the thought of impressing Mrs. Haruna with an early entrance. Her thoughts were cut short as Mr. Solander called her to his desk as everyone else filed out of the room. "If you will stay late tomorrow and Thursday afternoon to help with..um..cleaning, I will wipe a whole week's worth of detention off the record." He offered, smiling kindly to encourage her answer. "Well, I'll ask my parents if it's OK, but I'd be glad to help." She grinned and bobbled out of the room, leaving Mr. Solander, smirking.
Mrs. Haruna's heart stopped momentarily when Serena pranced into her classroom three minutes before the tardy bell rang. "Mrs. Tsukino, I see the detentions are already having a drastic impact on you!" She teased, happy that Serena had changed something after all. 'This is only the beginning' she thought happily to herself.
After a surprisingly interesting history class, Serena met up with her friends who congratulated her for being on time for once. Her friend's names are Amy Anderson (17), who has bluish black hair and is the smartest girl at school; and who also happens dates the geekiest guy at school, Greg (18). Rei Hino (17), a fiery raven-haired girl who goes out with a pop-star named Chad (20). Lita Kino (17), who's the best chef in history, according to Serena, and also someone who won't be pushed around easily; who dates her Karate Master, Ken (19). Finally, Mina Aino (18) who obsesses over every cute guy that Serena has ever liked.
Mina chatted with Serena about Andrew. "He is so dreamy Serena! I can't believe he talked Lizzie into working at the arcade!" Mina exclaimed as she stuffed a piece of cake into her mouth. Serena giggled and flipped her hair as two guys walked by her, and winked. This would have impressed them if she hadn't managed to knock over her milkshake with her elbow all over the floor. The guys just guffawed and left Serena sitting there as Mina giggled helplessly.
"Amy, could you help me with these Algebra problems? I don't get them!" Serena whined while turning a pout face on Amy, deciding to ignore the milkshake. "Let me see, you divide the square root by two, see? Then you square it and that takes away the square root. Are you following me?"
Serena stared and gave out a "humph" sound and said, "I'll never understand math! I'm the oldest person in my class and all of them have higher averages than me." Amy gave a small smile and helped her with the rest of her homework. Serena went through the rest of the day without any problems until detention, which she suffered two more hours of staring from Mr. Solander.
On the way home, she decided to stop by Molly's apartment. She knocked softly and a muffled "Coming!" came from behind the door followed by short laughter. Molly's shining face appeared and a screech came from her lips. "Serena! Hi! I'm so glad you came to visit! I haven't seen you in so long!" Long arms wrapped around Molly's middle and from behind thick glasses, Melvin's big brown eyes could be seen glaring at her. "Hello." He said stiffly, making Serena feel guilty about telling Molly not to date him.
"Hello Melvin," she replied squeakily, dropping her eyes to the floor and becoming extremely interested in a wad of gum stuck to her shoe. "I'm sorry you guys. I was wrong to say that about you Melvin. You're a wonderful friend and an even better boyfriend to Molly." Serena spoke purely, hoping that he could finally forgive her.
"Do you really mean that Serena?" He asked, brows furrowing in clear anticipation for her answer. "Of course I do. You're the best thing that's ever happened to Molly." She choked out, looking from Melvin to Molly quickly.
"I'm not saying I forgive you but, I guess we can be... friends?" Serena sighed and thanked him. She didn't feel like intruding anymore so she said her farewells and descended the stairs, listening to the door shut and muffled moans coming from inside the apartment.
She shuffled along the sidewalk, staring down at her shoes, when a glass door slammed her in the face. Her vision blurred then, like a television being turned off, everything went black.
Serena opened her eyes slowly, eyes adjusting to the bright light. A thick heat was surrounding her, she rubbed her head into hard cloth, inhaling a powerful but wonderful aroma. She turned her head up and saw two blue, taunting eyes looking down at her. She realized the hard cloth was someone's knee and the smell was the person themselves.
Serena screamed, realizing who the person was, and suddenly felt sick to her stomach. She bent forward, stomach retching as if something was stabbing its way out, and heaved a deep breath. Two strong arms held her steady as she began shaking.
"If you throw up, that means you have a concussion. I didn't think I hit you THAT hard meatball-head." A masculine voice spoke, sending shivers down her spine. Not feeling like arguing with him right then, she simply wrenched herself out of his grip and carefully walked towards a counter.
She was inside the arcade, and not knowing nor caring how she got there, she sat down on the stool and rang a small bell. "Coming!" She heard from in the back room.
"Serena! You're OK! Thank goodness, after I saw you smash into the door and not move, I thought you were in a coma!" Lizzie, Andrew's little sister, cried, reaching over and hugging Serena. 'Was I out that long?' Serena thought, but shook her head and asked, "Can I get a double of the usual please?" Lizzie walked off to get Serena's milkshake when Darien slid into the seat next to her.
"So, don't I at least get a 'Thank you for helping me' Meatball-head?" He asked, mouth thinning as he awaited her answer.
"Thanks for helping me Darien, I would have expected you to leave me sitting out there." She smiled, letting him know that she really was thankful. Right then, a delicious looking, chocolate and whipped cream milkshake appeared before Serena's nose. "Ooooh, yummy!" She squealed, sipping the chocolate childishly.
Darien grinned and tipped the milkshake into her face. "ARGH! Look what you did jerk!" Serena yelled pointing at the large chocolate stain on her school skirt. She angrily curled her fist, and punched him square in the nose. She left him sprawled on the floor, clutching his nose in agony, with a slight smirk on her lips.
"Mom, Dad, Sammy, I'm home!" Serena shouted at the top of her lungs. Sammy laughed at the mess on her shirt and Serena chased him around the living room, which ended when she tripped over the coffee table while lunging at her little brother. Sammy stuck his tongue out and ran up the stairs and into his room.
Serena, red in the face, stumbled into the kitchen and found her mother making carrot soup. "Mmm, smells good mom, can I stay late in detention and help with cleaning for two days? The officer said that if I do, I get a week of detention taken off." Serena panted, finishing everything she had to say in one sentence. "Of course dear, but did you tell the officer you don't know how to clean?" Her mother joked, poking Serena in the stomach.
Serena smiled sheepishly and gathered herself a bowl of soup, eating it quickly then running upstairs to finish her homework for the first time in a month.
As Serena sat down to study, a jingle filled the air. Her dusty communicator had started to ring and she felt a tug of the other scouts transforming. "Oh no."
Another chapter finished. I hope you're enjoying the plot so far. The next chapter has a little bit of creepiness to it. ~Kukaburry
