An Angel's Wings
By: Silverstar
Hi peeps! I hope you enjoy the fic. I thought of the idea on my way home from my Dad's house. I have a weird imagination...^^ The fic is in Serena's point of view, just to let you know. Oh, and I lot of it is Serena thinking. I put those parts in these marks: '' And I put the speaking parts in these marks: "" Please don't get mad if it gets a little sad or depressing, but I'm in one of those moods right now. I hope you enjoy. Email me at Silverstar81286@aol.com, or review!
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Prologue: Life
I walked home from school in a dismal fashion, my head bowed, my eyes downcast, and a note from Mrs. Haruna in my hand. 'Why did she have to send a not home??? *Sigh* Mom is going to flip. I hate Mrs. Haruna!!'
"I HATE HER!" I screamed, taking the note and crumbling it in my hand. 'Uhhh!! Now I got it wrinkled and Mom is gona yell at me more!' Fuming with rage, I stormed into the arcade. And what did I hear as I entered???
"Hey Meatball head, You look sour today! Did ya get a bad grade? Oh, it couldn't be worse than that 58 you got yesterday." I turned to see Darien Chiba sitting in a both to my left.
"Stuff it Darien. I'm not in the mood," I replied in a dangerous tone. Andrew took one look at me and slowly retreated to the back room, but I guess Darien wasn't getting the message.
"Awwwwww, Meatball head isn't in the mood...Now don't start crying on me lil' Baby Ser-" Before Darien knew what hit him, I took a hold of his shirt collar, propelled him into a seat, and shoved my face an inch away from his.
"Look Mister 'I have something stuck up my ass' I can not deal with your ugly face again!! Do you hear me? Or am I not TALKING LOUD ENOUGH for you to comprehend!!!!" Pushing him away, I stormed out of the arcade and headed home.
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"What does your teacher mean you're not applying yourself!!" My enraged mother yelled at me. She had a note in one hand, a spatula in the other, and steam was coming out of her ears. It wasn't a pretty sight.
"Um..."I stammered, at a lost for words. 'How am I suppose to know the inner workings or my teacher?!'
"UM?! UM?! Is that all you have to say for yourself?!!! Well I have something to say!" she yelled at me, causing me to become even more furious. "You are GROUNDED until you DO start to APPLY yourself and until your grades are higher!! Do you understand me?!"
"YES!! I understand!" I shouted back. "It's perfectly clear!!! The whole world is against me!! That's what I understand!!!!" I fumed. My mother's face held anger and shock. Before she could say anything else, I stormed upstairs. "I hate you all!!!!" I screamed, as I slammed and locked the door to my room.
*Two Hours Later*
*RING!!!* "Stupid phone," I mumbled as I let it ring again. After the fifth ring, someone downstairs picked it up.
"*Sigh* I hate my life," I whispered as I heard someone from the hallway approach my door.
"Serena..." I heard the whisper of my brother Sammy. "Phone for you."
"Who is it!" I snapped, angry at being disturbed from being angry.
"It's Amy," he said tentatively. 'Oh yeah, she was suppose to call and help me with math...'
"Tell her I'm busy!" I shouted, before I stormed into my bathroom to take a shower. I spent 1/2 hour under the steaming hot water before I emerged. As soon as I had done so, I heard Sammy's soft voice from the other side of my door.
"Serena?"
"*Sigh* What?" I asked.
"Ray called about her school's fundraiser, Lita called about what to bring to the picnic, Mina called about going shopping, and Amy called again about schoolwork..."
"Okay!!!!!" I shouted. Still too angry to speak to anyone, I decided not to call them back. 'I'll talk to them tomorrow,' I declared, and then hopped into bed. My stomach was growling, but I was too angry to care. 'My life sucks!'
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Opening my eyes to the sound of an alarm clock did not help my mood very much. Then, when I looked over at my clock, I was even more angered. I must had knocked it in my sleep, for the alarm was set for an hour later than usual. 'Darn it! I only have 20 minutes to get to school!' Jumping out of bed, I slipped into my uniform and ran downstairs. After grabbing lunch, I scampered out the door and ran right into my dad.
"Woah, Serena! You're running a little late." 'Ya think?' I looked at him with sarcasm written all over my face. "Do you want a ride?" Without giving him an answer, I jumped into the car and in another minute, we were off.
"Dad, can't you go any faster!" I whined, looking at my watch in exasperation. "Dad!"
*BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!* I looked up and saw a car 2 inches from ours, going full speed. "Ahhhhh!!!!!....." *CRASH!*
By: Silverstar
Hi peeps! I hope you enjoy the fic. I thought of the idea on my way home from my Dad's house. I have a weird imagination...^^ The fic is in Serena's point of view, just to let you know. Oh, and I lot of it is Serena thinking. I put those parts in these marks: '' And I put the speaking parts in these marks: "" Please don't get mad if it gets a little sad or depressing, but I'm in one of those moods right now. I hope you enjoy. Email me at Silverstar81286@aol.com, or review!
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Prologue: Life
I walked home from school in a dismal fashion, my head bowed, my eyes downcast, and a note from Mrs. Haruna in my hand. 'Why did she have to send a not home??? *Sigh* Mom is going to flip. I hate Mrs. Haruna!!'
"I HATE HER!" I screamed, taking the note and crumbling it in my hand. 'Uhhh!! Now I got it wrinkled and Mom is gona yell at me more!' Fuming with rage, I stormed into the arcade. And what did I hear as I entered???
"Hey Meatball head, You look sour today! Did ya get a bad grade? Oh, it couldn't be worse than that 58 you got yesterday." I turned to see Darien Chiba sitting in a both to my left.
"Stuff it Darien. I'm not in the mood," I replied in a dangerous tone. Andrew took one look at me and slowly retreated to the back room, but I guess Darien wasn't getting the message.
"Awwwwww, Meatball head isn't in the mood...Now don't start crying on me lil' Baby Ser-" Before Darien knew what hit him, I took a hold of his shirt collar, propelled him into a seat, and shoved my face an inch away from his.
"Look Mister 'I have something stuck up my ass' I can not deal with your ugly face again!! Do you hear me? Or am I not TALKING LOUD ENOUGH for you to comprehend!!!!" Pushing him away, I stormed out of the arcade and headed home.
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"What does your teacher mean you're not applying yourself!!" My enraged mother yelled at me. She had a note in one hand, a spatula in the other, and steam was coming out of her ears. It wasn't a pretty sight.
"Um..."I stammered, at a lost for words. 'How am I suppose to know the inner workings or my teacher?!'
"UM?! UM?! Is that all you have to say for yourself?!!! Well I have something to say!" she yelled at me, causing me to become even more furious. "You are GROUNDED until you DO start to APPLY yourself and until your grades are higher!! Do you understand me?!"
"YES!! I understand!" I shouted back. "It's perfectly clear!!! The whole world is against me!! That's what I understand!!!!" I fumed. My mother's face held anger and shock. Before she could say anything else, I stormed upstairs. "I hate you all!!!!" I screamed, as I slammed and locked the door to my room.
*Two Hours Later*
*RING!!!* "Stupid phone," I mumbled as I let it ring again. After the fifth ring, someone downstairs picked it up.
"*Sigh* I hate my life," I whispered as I heard someone from the hallway approach my door.
"Serena..." I heard the whisper of my brother Sammy. "Phone for you."
"Who is it!" I snapped, angry at being disturbed from being angry.
"It's Amy," he said tentatively. 'Oh yeah, she was suppose to call and help me with math...'
"Tell her I'm busy!" I shouted, before I stormed into my bathroom to take a shower. I spent 1/2 hour under the steaming hot water before I emerged. As soon as I had done so, I heard Sammy's soft voice from the other side of my door.
"Serena?"
"*Sigh* What?" I asked.
"Ray called about her school's fundraiser, Lita called about what to bring to the picnic, Mina called about going shopping, and Amy called again about schoolwork..."
"Okay!!!!!" I shouted. Still too angry to speak to anyone, I decided not to call them back. 'I'll talk to them tomorrow,' I declared, and then hopped into bed. My stomach was growling, but I was too angry to care. 'My life sucks!'
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Opening my eyes to the sound of an alarm clock did not help my mood very much. Then, when I looked over at my clock, I was even more angered. I must had knocked it in my sleep, for the alarm was set for an hour later than usual. 'Darn it! I only have 20 minutes to get to school!' Jumping out of bed, I slipped into my uniform and ran downstairs. After grabbing lunch, I scampered out the door and ran right into my dad.
"Woah, Serena! You're running a little late." 'Ya think?' I looked at him with sarcasm written all over my face. "Do you want a ride?" Without giving him an answer, I jumped into the car and in another minute, we were off.
"Dad, can't you go any faster!" I whined, looking at my watch in exasperation. "Dad!"
*BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!* I looked up and saw a car 2 inches from ours, going full speed. "Ahhhhh!!!!!....." *CRASH!*
