The next day at the arcade Mamoru was in a much better mood. He was smiling and laughing with Andrew. Serena sat down beside him. "HI!"

"Hey Serena. Ah-" he stopped and looked. Like he just realized something. " Hey Serena. You know your hair looks like two meatballs stuck on your head?"

"WHY YOU LOW-DOWN, ROTTEN, NO GOOD, SCUM OF THE EARTH...uh...um...SCUM!"

"A little touchy about the hair, are we not?" he asked.

"Shut-up and leave me alone!"

"Wow! You know your pigtails look like a bunch of spaghetti noodles?!" he asked. He pushed his limit.

"You are so MEAN! I can't believe what a... what a ... dork you are!"

"Hey Andrew! Could we get some spaghetti sause please? I feel like a snack."

"Yeah well! Now you feel like hot don't ya?" she said as she poured his coffee on his head. "Coffee head!"

"Meatball Head!"

"Beans for brains!"

"Noodles for brains!"

"I'm more mature than you!" Serena said as she stuck her tongue out.

"Yeah right!" he said as he stuck his tongue out.

This went on for a good ten minutes. Mamoru was sitting there drenched in coffee, and Serena was being Serena.

"Oh just shut up so I can study!" she said finally.

"Yes MA'AM!" he said sarcastically.

She pulled out her test paper and stared at it. The red lettering at the top and all the little x's down the sides ticked her off. Mamoru grabbed the paper.

"25?" he snickered. "Maybe you should spend more time studying and less time putting meatballs in your hair."

"That's it! I am out of here!"Serena wailed as she picked up her stuff and headed for the door. She pushed it open and almost jumped out.

She looked at him through the window. 'He's so cute,' she thought, ' but...his personality reeks!'

She took off in the direction to her house. Preparing herself with the fight about the test with her mom, then another with Luna about the test and whatever else is bothering Luna. It's somehow always Serena's fault. Maybe a nice pet shelter would like to take Luna off of Serena's hands. She didn't ask for a cat. She would have taken a nice bunny (who are generally quiet) or a fish. They weren't that much trouble. But no. She was stuck with an annoying, nagging, lecturing, cat for a pet. Couldn't Serena's life just be normal for once?

When she got home she flew up to her room and took a piece of pink paper with darker pink small bunnies at the top. She needed to talk to Darien.

February 23, 2001

Hi Darien,

I've really missed writing to you and reading your letters. I am so glad you moved! I got your new address last week when I got your last letter. Yeah, I think I can come see you sometime! One problem. Time is something that I don't have a lot of.

I met this really annoying guy last week. I can't stand him. He made fun of my hair! He calls me- well it's not important. It's too mean to write anyway. I did get my sweet revenge! He is so much older than me but...I am SO much more mature than he is. He is really childish.

Ah! i just realized something! Your apartment is really close to the arcade? Isn't it? I'm not positive, but I think so. Is there an arcade near your apartment? Or am I mistaken?

I guess I'll talk to you later Darien!!!

Love,

Bunny

P.S. You remember when you first decided to call me "your little Bunny?" and I hated it?! I LOVE it now! I got landed in detention the other day because I signed my test paper, Bunny.