I Wish Fate Won't Play Games
Chapter One
" Things were not as they appeared to be. Rainy day man, on your shoulder I cried, when my first crush with love left me shaking inside." Serena sang as she walked through the hall, swinging her bag of books. She continued humming as she skipped down the steps of the school and down its pathway, between the trees. " I will give anything, just to see you again! Rainy day, rainy day man." She finished.
" Ouch. You're going to break some eardrums someday!" a voice teased.
Serena turned around quickly, surprised to see someone around the school this late. Her platform dress shoes slipped on the miniature pebbles on the dirt road. Strong arms flew rapidly out and caught the blonde girl by the waist before she could plummet to the ground.
" Careful. Don't want you to get that white blouse wet." The voice grunted, as the arms picked up the girl; cradling her in his arms.
Serena looked up. Her eyes widened as she realized who was embracing her in his strong arms.
" Darien!" she gasped as her eyes stared through the thick lenses of her glasses.
" Hi, kid." He smiled.
" Hey. What are you doing here?" she asked, blushing red behind her limp blonde hair.
Darien shrugged. " Figured, I'd see if you'd like a ride home." He winked.
" Sure!" Serena grinned widely.
They began walking silently towards Darien's motorcycle. Then Serena stopped, a foot away from the bike.
" What?" Darien asked, as he put his red helmet on his head and offered a blue one to Serena.
Serena stared at it openmouthed. " We're going on that?" she whispered, staring at the fierce looking contraption.
Darien laughed. " Yea. Why?" he asked, staring at the surprised blonde.
" But, but. Where are the seatbelts? What do I hang on to? What if I fall off? Where are the other safety equipments? And how can I wear this helmet visor if I have my glasses on?" Serena sputtered.
Darien grinned at the sudden fire of questions. " One, no seatbelts. Two, you hang on to me." Darien winked at this. " Three, if you hang on tight enough you won't fall off. Four, no other safeties are needed. And Five, take your glasses off." He continued simply.
Serena glared at the evilness of his ideas.
" Come on. It's going to rain soon." Darien stated, staring at the dark sky.
Serena heaved a big sigh. She didn't want to be caught in the rain. She handed Darien the helmet. He frowned but took it. " Hold on. I need to put my glasses away." She smiled slightly.
Darien returned the smile. He waited patiently as Serena got her glasses case from her bag. Shaking her hair out of her eyes, Serena took her glasses off. Just then a wind blew through, warning them off the upcoming storm. Serena's long wilted hair flew in the breeze, blowing into her eyes. " Oh, my hair!" Serena moaned, trying to smooth her hair back into its original place.
Darien stared at Serena's sudden transformation. Her eyes looked more alluring and clear without the glasses and her windblown hair looked fuller and more golden. As if feeling his stare, Serena suddenly looked up through her mop of blonde hair. Her dark blue eyes pierced his.
" Uh. Ready to go?" Darien asked, holding out her helmet.
" Yea." Serena said, taking the helmet and plopping it on her head. She hiked her skirt up a little and swung her leg over. She straddled the seat and scooted up close to Darien. " Let's go before it rains." Serena urged, staring at the ebony sky.
" Yeaah." Darien whispered distracted by the skirt that rode up the long legs. " Hold on." He smiled.
Hesitant arms snaked around his side. Darien started the motorcycle and off they went. Seeing the dark sky, he began speeding up along the deserted dirt roads of their school grounds. As the speed increased, the arms became tighter and soon a head pressed against his back.
" Wish I could stay like this." Serena thought. It wasn't meant to be though. " Oh, I wish fate won't play such games. It hurts. I want to know my future!" she screamed in her head, as frustration took her.
" That could be arranged." A voice said sounding faraway, as he heard the girl's plea.
AN- Whelps? How is it? Should I contiune? It's just a starting thing, just checking if I should contd……… should I?
