Serena's Point of View

As I made my way out of the building, and across the front terrace to head to my first class, I couldn't help but notice someone out of the corner of my eye. Darien. He wasn't alone either. Wow, move along fast.
My anger started to build as I kept walking, no intentions of letting him see me. If he was so pissed off that I had another 'boyfriend' how could he move on so quick.
I made my way through the day with a rough time. I couldn't stop thinking about what I had seen earlier that morning. At last, it was fourth period, the class I had been dreading all day; Chemistry, with Darien.

I went into the classroom, and sat in my seat, yes, it was now my seat.
I kept my head down, knowing the minute I laid eyes on him, I'd probably start to cry…or with the way I was feeling, hit him. Although I wasn't looking, I knew when he walked into the room. I could feel him walking closer to me. A part of me wished he'd come and talk to me, but the other part wanted him to just sit down and not say anything.

"Move, you're in my seat," I heard a voice say. Darien's voice. I had wanted him to talk to me, but not exactly in this manner.
"Um, this is my seat, the one in front of me is clearly available," I said, a little rude, and went back to what I was doing, avoiding him.

As the teacher began her lesson, my mind was in so many other places. Again, I grabbed a piece of paper out of my book, and started to write.

Clearly you have no trouble moving on.

Wtf are you talkin about?

This morning, I saw you with that chick.

You're 1 to talk, you were the one runnin into some guys arms when we were 2gether.

If you never had to take off I would have been able to explain

After the note was tossed back and forth, Darien raised his hand.

"Yes?" the teacher asked.
"I'm not feeling so well, can I please go see the nurse?"
"You may," she said, giving him a slight smile. Wow, she really could show some emotion.

As he stood up, he grabbed his bag from off the ground and looked me in the eyes, with no emotion what so ever. As he was about to walk away, he threw the paper down onto my desk, and left.

I don't want an explanation, and for the record, I was talkin to my sis.

It was at that moment that I didn't exactly know what I was feeling. Did I want to laugh at the fact that we were both jealous of one another's sibling. Cry at the fact that he was still mad at me, or be mad at the fact that he wasn't giving me the chance to explain. Either way, I needed to find a way to talk to him, and fast.
I barged into my dorm room thankful to see Raye was there.

"I thought you were going to talk to him!" I said, a little angry.
"I am, I just haven't had a chance to," she replied.
I just looked at her, breathing heavy. I couldn't expect her to just jump when I asked her something, but moving a little faster would be nice.

I sat down on my bed, trying to figure out how I was going to get Darien to talk to me.
"Can I have his number," I asked, bravely. Had I really just asked that.
"Who's number?" she asked. Who's number did she think I was asking for.
"Umm, Darien's," I said, a little rudely. I kind of expected her to know who I was talking about.
"Why?" she asked. Wow what was with all the stupid obvious questions.
"Because you clearly didn't talk to him for me, meaning he's still mad at me for the Josh thing," I explained. "I need to talk to him."
"Alright, but if he asks, you didn't get it from me," she said, telling me his number.

It took me awhile to figure out what to say, and then I said it.

Front terrace, 10 minutes.

Yes, I know, something so simple took me so long to figure out, oh well. I quickly grabbed a sweater and headed out of the room. For once, I was the person with somewhere to go.

I stood in the front lobby of the building looking outside. I wanted to make sure he came before I stood out there looking like an idiot. Plus, I figured if he saw me standing there when he came out, he'd just go back inside. Finally, he came into view, so I headed in his direction. He had his back to me, thankfully, giving me a slight advantage.

When I got up behind him, I put my hands over his eyes and laughed. He swung around quickly, clearly not so amused.

"You," he said, with fire in his eyes.
"Don't sound so excited," I said to him, my smile fading. "Listen we need to talk."
"No, we don't," he said. "You have a boyfriend, I get that, it doesn't mean you have to go around assuming shit and making me look like the bad guy."
"Me assume things, ah no," I said. Now I was getting a little mad. He always had to be right and I didn't like it. I was the smart one. "If anyone is assuming things, its you. You assumed Josh was my boyfriend."
"I'm not entirely sure I think Josh is your boyfriend, but he is something," Darien started. "Besides, what would Josh see in a girl like you. You're nothing like Josh. You're not the girl for Josh.." his voice trailed off.
My view went from his eyes to the ground as tears fell down my cheeks. Slowly I looked back up at him, and with much confidence said "and you aren't who I thought you were…you're clearly not the guy for me."

With that I walked away back to my room. Half way across the field I stopped walking and turned around. He was standing there, he hadn't moved. "Although it no longer matters, for the record, I'm Josh's twin sister. And you're right, we are nothing alike, but that's what makes us so close. He's my best friend, and that's why I was so excited to see him."

Without giving him a chance to say anything, I turned around and continued walking, this time, I didn't look back.