Desperate To Be Yours
Chapter Two
The One with the Blossoming Love
In Darien's apartment...
Slowly, Serena woke up, fighting groggy nausea. Opening her eyes to the unfamiliar
settings, she shrieked and brought Darien running into the room.
"What are you doing here?" she screamed, scooting backwards into the couch.
Darien glanced around warily.
"Uh, Serena? This *is* my apartment." Noting her wide-eyed, angry expression,
he hastened to explain.
"You, uh, fainted on the streets, and I didn't know where you lived, so..."
Serena half-listened as Darien continued to ramble. Looking around the room,
she noticed that he had fairly good taste-for a conceited, macho jerk with no
girlfriend.
"Okay," she finally snapped. "I didn't ask for you life story."
Darien stared at her. Serena was the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen, with
her big blue eyes, long honey-blonde hair, and her innocent-looking face.
He signed. Innocent she was anything but.
"Are you--Okay?" he asked stupidly. "I mean, do you want a drink, or something
to eat, or-?"
Serena glared at this ego-with-legs. She was starving, of course, but she
wouldn't give him the satisfaction of admitting to it.
"No," she spat. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to go home."
"Uh, oh, I mean, of course." Darien lunged for his coat. He reached for
Serena's and tried to help her put it on, but she snatched it from his grasp.
"I'm perfectly capable," she muttered as she shrugged into it, promptly
getting one arm stuck behind her back and the other behind her neck.
*How'd she manage that?* Wondered Darien. He quirked one eyebrow and gazed
quizzically at her.
"Oh, all right!" Serena snapped angrily. He moved towards her and, putting his
arms around her, began to work on freeing her small arms.
*Wow, this feels so right.* Thought Serena. *How would it feel if I just leaned
my head on his chest? Wow, Sere, where did that come from? ...It just feels
so good.*
*How can this feel so natural?* Darien asked himself. *Yup, I was right, my
arms fit perfectly around her.*
At the same moment, the two were interrupted by Darien's cell phone. He jumped
away like he'd been burned and moved to answer it.
Inwardly, Serena's feelings were having an all-out battle.
*What was that?* Screamed a large part of her. *This is *Darien,* Serena!
You hate him!*
But another part of her, much smaller, although just as strong, whispered,
*But it feels so right, and he's a nice guy...*
Meanwhile, all the time that he was on the phone, Darien was thinking about
Serena and what had just happened.
*Forget it, Darien.* His brain warned. *This girl is out of your league. Besides,
she hates you.* But his heart persisted on whispering encouragement. *This is
meant to be, Dare. Keep at it-you'll get Serena.*
Confused by their feelings, the two left Darien's apartment and began walking
towards Serena's house. Neither spoke, they just strode on in silence.
Later that evening...
Serena was sitting in Raye's temple with the other Scouts. Recognizing their
leader's hatred for the new boy, they had started to badmouth him. Although
Mina, the goddess of love, still thought Darien was cute, she was horrified
by the stories that Serena had told them. No one knew that Serena had made up
the tales that made him into a cynical jerk.
"Well, I think he's an awful loser," said Lita. "I mean, Darien's not even that
cute."
At the mention of his name, Serena's head snapped up and her long, blonde
pigtail flew back and hit Ami in the face.
"Shut up, Lita!" she hissed to the shocked faces of her friends, fire blazing
in her moonlight-blue eyes.
"He's not a loser! He's perfectly friendly, and if you want to know the truth,
I think he's absolutely gorgeous."
She sat back with a look of dreamy triumph upon her angelic face.
After a moment of silence, the other girls burst into giggles and started elbowing
each other until their leader sent them a death glare.
Immediately, the Scouts sat pokerfaced, staring at their folded hands that rested
in their laps.
There was dead quiet for a moment or two until Mina let out one last delighted
giggle. After that, all the girls (save Serena, of course) were smiling, even
Ami, whose blue eyes were filled with unshed tears and whose cheek was red
from the slap of Serena's hair.
The meatball-headed blonde felt her stone face start to crack, and suddenly,
they were all lying on the ground, laughing hysterically. Raye's grandfather
walked by and glanced in. He did a double take when he saw his granddaughter
and her 4 best friends rolling on the floor.
"Girls," he muttered, shaking his head as he continued on his way.
Chapter Two
The One with the Blossoming Love
In Darien's apartment...
Slowly, Serena woke up, fighting groggy nausea. Opening her eyes to the unfamiliar
settings, she shrieked and brought Darien running into the room.
"What are you doing here?" she screamed, scooting backwards into the couch.
Darien glanced around warily.
"Uh, Serena? This *is* my apartment." Noting her wide-eyed, angry expression,
he hastened to explain.
"You, uh, fainted on the streets, and I didn't know where you lived, so..."
Serena half-listened as Darien continued to ramble. Looking around the room,
she noticed that he had fairly good taste-for a conceited, macho jerk with no
girlfriend.
"Okay," she finally snapped. "I didn't ask for you life story."
Darien stared at her. Serena was the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen, with
her big blue eyes, long honey-blonde hair, and her innocent-looking face.
He signed. Innocent she was anything but.
"Are you--Okay?" he asked stupidly. "I mean, do you want a drink, or something
to eat, or-?"
Serena glared at this ego-with-legs. She was starving, of course, but she
wouldn't give him the satisfaction of admitting to it.
"No," she spat. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to go home."
"Uh, oh, I mean, of course." Darien lunged for his coat. He reached for
Serena's and tried to help her put it on, but she snatched it from his grasp.
"I'm perfectly capable," she muttered as she shrugged into it, promptly
getting one arm stuck behind her back and the other behind her neck.
*How'd she manage that?* Wondered Darien. He quirked one eyebrow and gazed
quizzically at her.
"Oh, all right!" Serena snapped angrily. He moved towards her and, putting his
arms around her, began to work on freeing her small arms.
*Wow, this feels so right.* Thought Serena. *How would it feel if I just leaned
my head on his chest? Wow, Sere, where did that come from? ...It just feels
so good.*
*How can this feel so natural?* Darien asked himself. *Yup, I was right, my
arms fit perfectly around her.*
At the same moment, the two were interrupted by Darien's cell phone. He jumped
away like he'd been burned and moved to answer it.
Inwardly, Serena's feelings were having an all-out battle.
*What was that?* Screamed a large part of her. *This is *Darien,* Serena!
You hate him!*
But another part of her, much smaller, although just as strong, whispered,
*But it feels so right, and he's a nice guy...*
Meanwhile, all the time that he was on the phone, Darien was thinking about
Serena and what had just happened.
*Forget it, Darien.* His brain warned. *This girl is out of your league. Besides,
she hates you.* But his heart persisted on whispering encouragement. *This is
meant to be, Dare. Keep at it-you'll get Serena.*
Confused by their feelings, the two left Darien's apartment and began walking
towards Serena's house. Neither spoke, they just strode on in silence.
Later that evening...
Serena was sitting in Raye's temple with the other Scouts. Recognizing their
leader's hatred for the new boy, they had started to badmouth him. Although
Mina, the goddess of love, still thought Darien was cute, she was horrified
by the stories that Serena had told them. No one knew that Serena had made up
the tales that made him into a cynical jerk.
"Well, I think he's an awful loser," said Lita. "I mean, Darien's not even that
cute."
At the mention of his name, Serena's head snapped up and her long, blonde
pigtail flew back and hit Ami in the face.
"Shut up, Lita!" she hissed to the shocked faces of her friends, fire blazing
in her moonlight-blue eyes.
"He's not a loser! He's perfectly friendly, and if you want to know the truth,
I think he's absolutely gorgeous."
She sat back with a look of dreamy triumph upon her angelic face.
After a moment of silence, the other girls burst into giggles and started elbowing
each other until their leader sent them a death glare.
Immediately, the Scouts sat pokerfaced, staring at their folded hands that rested
in their laps.
There was dead quiet for a moment or two until Mina let out one last delighted
giggle. After that, all the girls (save Serena, of course) were smiling, even
Ami, whose blue eyes were filled with unshed tears and whose cheek was red
from the slap of Serena's hair.
The meatball-headed blonde felt her stone face start to crack, and suddenly,
they were all lying on the ground, laughing hysterically. Raye's grandfather
walked by and glanced in. He did a double take when he saw his granddaughter
and her 4 best friends rolling on the floor.
"Girls," he muttered, shaking his head as he continued on his way.