AN: Please be gentle!! This is my very first ficcie so I hope you all like it!! Be warned, the FIRST chappie is pretty short.. but the rest will soon develop =)
Roommates, You and I
By Yamito-Hitori
Part 1: Two new Roommates
All throughout elementary school she daydreamed of being independent.
..Well, guess who was on her own now?
She had hopes of getting a job and make her own money and end the days of depending on her parents for allowance.
..Well, guess who had a job, and made her own money now?
She thought of moving into an apartment once she, and her parents, thought she could handle it.
..Well, guess who had a place of her own now?
Not only THAT! But guess who bought a condo instead of the apartment she had in her fantasies?
--- "Serena!" The door of the newly furnished condo shut closed, and a distant voice called out to her. "I got the groceries for this week.. DONT eat them all, I'm warning you.."
Yeah, and um.. guess who has a roommate?
Tch! So much for being 'independent'..
Serena got off the couch and marched to the kitchen. "I wont, Darien." As quick as independence had vanished, pride went on and jumped out the window the second her roommate's name was uttered.
Long time enemies as ROOMMATES, you ask? Who would have ever thought that this is what it was to come down to?
"I'm serious, missy. If you ate as much as you did at the Crown Arcade, I'd be out shopping again by... now."
Serena stuck out her tongue and grabbed the already open Cheetos from the counter. "Don't start with me. I've been unpacking the whole day, mister. I don't even want to hear it."
Darien shook his head. So he was the bad guy now? Wasn't it she who swallowed up all the food as if it was liquid candy? Shoving the milk into the back of the fridge, he guessed it wasn't such a good idea to start a useless fight.
"Alright." He stood up from his squatted position. "That's about it. Are there anymore in that plastic bag?"
Serena grabbed the bag behind her with dirtied hands from the chips. She shook her head 'no' with her two ponytails shaking along with her. Darien mused at how her hairstyle never changed. Up from her younger years and to now, a blossoming 18-year-old girl. Darien quirked a brow at himself.
'Ack..' He thought. 'First you dub her "Meatballhead" that 'cant grow up', and when she finally does, you end up tripping over yourself. What'll she think of it? A heartless pig that changes his mind about her right when she gains curves? Pathetic.'
Of course, he really wasn't like that. Supposedly, it was because he didn't know how to start a conversation with her when she was young. So every time he'd try to say 'How have you been doing?' what really came out was 'How has your stomach been doing? Ate a whole store lately?' He really did try. He deserved at least that.
"Nope." She was sitting on the counter with her legs dangling off the sides. Oh, if she only knew what the sight of those creamy legs hanging off a short denim short could do to a man. "Empty as my stomach. You cooking anything tonight, Darien?"
"I'm poofed. Up for some fast food?"
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It had been and hour and a half since he had offered to go out and get fast food instead. "Why is it that girls take longer than guys to get ready?"
Serena walked by his side clutching a little black purse as they walked through the parking lot. "We got to shower properly, dry up, do our hair, pick the correct clothes, put on a bit of make up..."
Darien sighed as she continued on with her list of to-dos if you were getting ready to go out like a girl. All guys did was shower, dress, and go! Was it really that hard? They were both human, weren't they? He spotted his red sports car and sighed in relief. "Hop in."
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"Ten."
"Fifteen."
"Ha!" Rei slammed her hand on the booth table with money underneath. "I'm betting thirty dollars that they've killed each other by now.. or.. at least knocked each other with one or two bruises!"
"Aw, come on now, why raise the stakes up so high?" Mina complained as she and Lita threw in extra to even the money and stay in the game.
Amy sweatdropped. These girls these days. Betting on who will move out first, who'll kill the other first... It really was amusing. In some way. She was lowering her gaze to finish her book when she caught sight of a couple walking in Mickey Dee's, or better known as McDonalds.
"Ugh, guys, guess who just walked in?" Three different colored heads turned to the entrance of the restaurant. There was Darien in a black top and jeans, without his famous green jacket along with Serena wearing a gray sweater-jacket and shorts. And both look perfectly unharmed.
"We'll take that." Lita and Mina grinned, scooping up the money off the table. But all Rei could do was stare. It wasn't as if she hadn't seen Serena and Darien together before, but usually it was when they were fighting. It really was awkward to see the person you liked with one of your best friends.. and getting along.
"Rei, is everything all right?" The blue haired girl behind her, asked.
"I'm fine. It's just weird seeing them together without holding knives and chasing each other around, you know?" Rei smiled. "Let's go say 'Hi' shall we?"
The girls nodded and made their way to the two.
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"Sere!" A voice called out.
Serena and Darien turned to where the voice emanated from and found a group of four girls headed their way.
The golden haired girl squealed in delight. "Mina, Rei, Amy, Lita! What are you guys doing here?"
"Just finished eating." Mina explained. "And you?"
"Eating out," Serena pointed to Darien who was holding their tray of food. "Because somebody here was to lazy to cook."
"Hey, hey, hey... At least I know how to cook." Darien retorted. He was already treating her to food and now she was complaining about it?
Girls..
"What are you trying to say??" She fumed back.
..And so began, the two's regular basis feuding. What a night..
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AN: How'd I do? ..hope it wasn't too bad of a beginning.. =]