Author: Shadow

Disclaimer: I, Shadow, do hereby state that Sailor Moon, sadly, belongs to Naoko only!

Summary: Serena Winston is fresh out of high school and on her way to the Pittsburgh Institute of Art. With a chance to start anew, will she find a chance to fall in love, even if he's her professor?

WOW! This is so much different then my normal. It won't be sci-fi related at all! Read my other stories too!!! And if it sounds bad, it is because I'm trying to stray from blood, guts and Goths. I've gotten comments on the Goth part…so this is for you!

Book One: Memoirs Of The Broken Hearted

Chapter Four: Tedious Surprises

After lunch Serena bounced down the hall with her canvas bag style, book bag hanging around her neck and her schedule in her hand. She smiled as she entered the classroom, excited that this class was going to be a music class.

She sat down in the front of the classroom setting her book bag under her chair as the other students piled into the class. She smiled and nodded; giving off the vibe that she was a friendly person.

'It looks like this will be a female dominated class.' She thought as all the seats filled up with mainly girls.

But the biggest shocker was her professor. In he walked with long strides that normally is accompanied with people of his stature of six foot three. His dark blue eyes shone friendly through his thin silver eyeglass frames and the veil of shaggy black hair that fell down his forehead.

'Oh, my…God! Oh no…that hotty from this morning was my music professor? How unfair!' Serena thought shocked.

"Good afternoon class! Welcome to "college level music"" He said with air quotations "or in other words, choir." Darien said as he grabbed a pile of blue papers and passed them out to the class "This is my course syllabus and my name is Darien Shields! We will be doing air breathing exercises to help us learn to hold our notes longer, we will be stretching your vocal ranges to see just what your true range is and, of course, singing. Seeing as this is a two-term class, around springtime there will be a talent competition of sorts. I hope to see most of you up on that stage at least trying out. It is open to everyone in the school though. But you guys will have an upper hand you will have training. Now! I want to go around the room, learning your names, your musical backgrounds and so on." Darien hopped onto his desk, grabbing his black clip board and started going through everyone.

Serena couldn't believe what she was seeing. The man from this morning was really a college professor, 'how could he be that old? And a music teacher of all things! I'm not sure if this is good luck or REALLY bad luck. How can I stand to look at him when I know that without his glasses and his shirt un tucked that he looks like the figment of every women's wet dreams!'

"Serena Winston."

Serena looked up, blushing a little, raising her hand.

"Ah, Serena. Good to see you again. Did you find the rest of your classes alright?"

"Yes, sir. Thank you for helping me this morning."

Darien smiled charmingly "My pleasure. You're a student here and it is my duty as a teacher here to make sure that you get to your classes safely if I can. Now, Serena, what is your musical background?"

"In elementary school, middle school and high school; I sang in the choir, in middle school, my four friends and I performed at family gigs and in high school all four of us sang at last years and this years graduations. I have had no training though."

"I see." Darien nodded and wrote down some notes, "What kind of music did you sing with your friends?"

"Um, in sixth grade we sang M2M, Brittany Spears and people like that, but as we got older we sang some eighties rock and modern rock." Serena smiled at the memory.

"Why aren't they in this class then?"

"Because we one is still in high school and the others, just don't have the same drive to sing that I do." She shrugged as she felt everyone's eyes on her.

"I see. Well, you girls must have been good to get that kind of recognition two years in a row from your school." Darien said, nodding before going to the last kid on his roster.

She spent the next three hours learning how to breathe properly to hold in air for long notes.

"Alright, good guys, I'll see you tomorrow." And they were dismissed.

Serena looked up and saw Andrew Nyozeka coming into the class as everyone left. "I see, so you did take this class Serena. I thought you might with your major being "music related". Well that's good. I hope that the choir is better this year with our ears having to be subjected to it during almost every holiday or whenever Darien thinks its necessary."

Serena smiled "yes, well. Good bye, see you both tomorrow."

"He's your what?" Rei asked looking up at Serena who had her face buried in her pillows.

"The hotty the escorted me to class today is my music teacher!"

Lita and Rei looked at each other and broke into laughter. "Oh my God, Sere…I'm sorry but that is to funny!" Lita said as she knelt on the floor.

"I'm glad to see that my personal humiliation is so fucking funny."

Amy looked up from her book smiling. "Serena, we all make mistakes. You just happened to have day dreamed about getting into your teachers pants."

Serena moaned as the laughter started up again, but from all three girls this time. "I HATE YOU ALL!"