Chapter Two: The New Darien
I took a taxi to Darien's house. When I arrived there, I saw a mansion. Darien couldn't have owned this mansion, could he? I then went to the golden gate and saw a voice box. I pressed the voice box's button.
"Hello?" the voice box went.
"Hello, this is Serena Campbell," I said.
"Oh...Serena, come on in," the voice said.
The gate opened. I went inside and saw a beautiful front yard, full of water fountains and stepping stones. There were also rose bushes and flowers all over the place. The grass was trimmed and the road was long. I walked up the road and into Darien's front door. I rang the door bell and Darien opened it, wearing only boxers. My mouth dropped as I stared at his boxers.
"Hey, Serena," he said.
"Hey, Darien," I said still looking at his boxers.
"I wore only boxers, because its not a formal situation, is that okay?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Not too flashy?" he asked.
I shook my head.
"Do I look okay?" he asked.
Okay?! He looked better than okay! He was HOT! He was muscular from the top to the bottom. His arms were muscular, his legs were muscular, and his chest was even muscular. But I shouldn't be doing this, I'm dating Andrew! If Andrew found out I was checking Darien out, he would kill me. But I couldn't keep the truth inside me!!
"YOU LOOK HOT, OKAY?!" I blushed. He then looked at me. "I said it, OKAY?!"
He smiled brightly. "You don't look bad yourself, Serena."
Did he just flirt with me?!
"Did you just call me, Serena?' I asked.
"It's your name isn't it?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Come on in," he said.
I walked in shyly and looked at the place. On the way I saw there were marble floors and famous paintings hanging on the walls. I even saw the Mona Lisa. There was also a red carpeted staircase. Underneath the carpet was white marble. The staircase was very much like the one in Titanic. I was amazed by the house. The house reminded me of the fairytale stories I read as a child.
He led me to the living room and let me sit in a chair near the fire place.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
I nodded.
"What would you like to eat?" he asked.
"What do you have?" I asked.
"I can order pizza,' he offered.
Pizza?! Yummy!
"Sure, I'll have some pizza," I reply.
He then walked off to the kitchen. Was Darien being nice to me? But why is he being nice to me only when were alone? Darien then came back.
"Okay, the pizza's on the way," he said.
"How did you know which pizza I liked?" I asked.
"Andrew told me," he replied.
"Darien, there's not by any chance that this house is yours?" I asked.
"Of course, it's my house," he said.
"Wow! You're so lucky! Having your own house to yourself! No rules! No one to tell you what to do!" I said.
"But I want someone to tell me what to do," he said.
"How come?" I asked.
"I miss my parents. I miss having visitors, you're the first visitor these last few years," he said.
"What happened, Darien?" I asked. "Did they leave you?"
"No! They died!" he explained.
What?! No parents?! Living alone in this world to be with?! No wonder why he's so mean to me!
"That's why I'm mean to you, Serena," he said.
"So it's not personal, right? You don't hate me, right? You like me, don't you?" I asked.
"Of course, you're the only one who brightens my day," he said.
"But we fight!" I pointed out.
"Sure, we fight. But I have fun fighting with you," he admitted.
"You do?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said. "I do."
"I like fighting with you too, Darien," I said smiling.
He smiled. The smile on my face disappeared.
"So what will you tutor me today?" I asked changing the subject.
He went back to his serious face.
"Math," he replied.
"Math!" I grunted.
"The sooner we do it, the sooner you ace that test," he said.
"But I have five tests this week," I said.
"We just have to take things one at a time," he said.
I nodded and got the math book from book bag. I knelt on the floor. Darien knelt on the floor as well.
"So, Serena, what's 2 x 2?" he asked.
"Oh...that's easy, its 4!" I replied.
"How about we study 2 digit numbers? What is 12 x 12?" he asked.
"Um...44?" I asked.
"Wrong," he flatly.
"444?" I asked.
"Wrong, again!" he said.
"4,444?" I asked.
He then shook his head.
"This will take a while," he said.