Oh What A Day: Word of Mouth

Oh What A Day: Word of Mouth

by Selene

Same scenario from Darien's viewpoint. The mornings seem a little hectic for everyone. The usual disclaimers….Enjoy!

Spoken into a tape recorder: [click on]

Monday May 21 [pause]

This morning was not typical of my mornings. Except for that dream. I can never see her clearly, but I know if ever saw her in real life….I'd know I'd recognize her. My mysterious princess, so beautiful and imperial, she asks me to free her. And just when I am going to touch her hand, I wake up. My bed was drenched from sweat because of that intense dream. I felt hot and cold simultaneously. But this morning the dream seemed realer. I could never explain it, maybe one day I'll find out what it means. But as my morning went on, I realized it wasn't going to be today.

I usually have a French vanilla coffee and fair toast on Mondays. But somehow, I lost count of the packages and ran out this week. Oh I turn into such a Mr. Hyde if I miss out on my coffee. Somehow, I managed to eat my burnt toast… half in the shower. After several tries at perfecting my bread, I realized that I would never let drew fix ANYTHING in my apartment again.

So, it was an understatement to say that I was a little grumpy. Then, I almost left my physics paper in the printer. Oh I would have been dead. In my school, there is no such thing as excuses. Luckily, I triple check everything before I left. I walked briskly to the high school like usual with my plans for the day running in my mind: stopping at the office, yelling at Drew, and maybe getting some more coffee. At least THAT didn't get ruined. Well at least that is what I thought.

Then right in the middle of my train of thoughts, I got hit by a train named Serena. Needless to say I was off my guard. And maybe, for a moment, (this tape will not be copied and used to incriminate myself in my future) I realized how little she was next to me. And maybe for a moment I…liked…wait a minute, oh I must have been babbling. Anyway, the crash (no pun intended) went a little like this:

"Oh Meatball Head must you run everywhere? Don't you ever look first? Or do you always act so immature!" (Well, I didn't mean to talk down to her, it just came out like that.)

"Well you don't know anything about me! You can be such a jerk." She cried out in emotion and frustration. "How can you say things like that to me? Why? Did I ever hurt you? Or is your sole purpose in life to hurt me?"

That stung. I don't know what was worse hearing her say that to me or actually see the hurt in her eyes. Serena was always so openly emotional, unlike myself, Mr. Stoic. I guess I might have liked that quality in her. Serena may be a little babyish sometimes, but she is more honest than I. I think that takes bravery. But even though my mind thought all of these compliments, I couldn't say it just yet. Well, I didn't really want to take my chances just yet. Like anything I do, I'll play my cards when the opportunity is right and never any earlier. Not to mention I don't really like the fact of having her DISLIKE me. I just don't know how to get her to see that I can be a nice guy.

So I said something like this: "Serena, I never meant to hurt you. I just don't know what to say to you when I'm around you. It just comes out that way. I'm sorry. Maybe one day when I am not a jerk, you can get to know me too."

And I smiled. I smiled because I knew that got to her. Also because considering all the jumbled mess that was going on in my head, I think it came out pretty good. Score one point for Darien. Like I said, she gives everything away in her expressions. And for the slightest moment, I saw something pass in her eyes. Maybe I'm overly observant. But like I said, I knew I got to her.

Well, the physics paper got good review by my friends. And I got out of class a little early today, so I decided to stop by the arcade to see Drew, but he wasn't in. And guess what I found….a letter. I normally would not even had have a second thought, but Serena wrote it. I was a little curious about why she would leave a letter to him. I just didn't want Serena to say anything that she would regret. Well, I know how Meatball…I mean Serena (I already promised I'd be nicer to her) can be when she is excited.

So I took it. It wasn't like I was STEALING if Drew didn't know he was getting a letter in the first place. Well, I wish I didn't open it. Here she is going on and on about some crush she has (probably Andrew it is SO obvious) on this "boy". Whatever. And to be honest, I wasn't too thrilled about the way she hovers over Drew all the time. Doesn't she have any dignity, I mean Andrew doesn't like girls who throw themselves at him. So what he is friendlier and nicer? Just because Drew may be a little nicer than me, doesn't make me a bad guy. I don't see why she can't be nice to me. Well Andrew doesn't tease her like I do, but their relationship is different. Besides she looks somewhat cute when she is angry…woah, I must be babbling. But it was not like I was jealous or something, because I'm not, why would I? Not like I'm interested in her, she is just some bratty, babyish, little Junior high school girl…why am I still talking about her then? [pause]

Why is it such a big deal when I'm around those beautiful eyes that I loose my cool? Okay, maybe I gave her a little more thought then I let on. Why the hell am I justifying this to a stupid tape recorder? I can't even say it. I can't admit it, no way; it is just not possible to like her. When…when I looked at the letter and realized her words of liking this "boy" is eating up my patience…[pause] Oh Serena how did you do this to me? It can't be possible, but it is. I'm back where I started, with a strange day and no way to account for it. Why can't everything go as I plan it? Life would be much easier to deal with!

Until tomorrow…

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~ to be continued Selene (*