Hey everyone!!! Dis is officially mai new fanfic…kinda ooc, but still…-sigh- I guess its tym 4 da disclaimer…
I don't own sailor moon, so don't sue me. ^^
Anyway, if you liked the first chapter, please review, and…um…well, constructive criticism is always welcome, or if you have any other ideas. Hope you enjoy!!
~Ice~
Serena Tsukino skipped happily down the cream colored pavement as she pushed the dirty black doors open of the infamous crown arcade. 'I have a date with Motoki tonight! This is the second time he's asked me out, I'm so exited!' At sixteen years old, this blonde haired teenager quickly rushed in to talk to motoki, only to see at her right, Rei, Ami, Lita, Mina, and Mamoru were sitting in a booth, deep in conversation. Hoping she wouldn't be heard, Serena tip-toed across the checkered tile floor, aware that her custom black uniform shoes were making a –click clack- sound. 'stupid shoes.' She arrived at the booth, hiding behind a wall, but still straining to hear. 'are they having a senshi meeting…without me?' just then, motoki decided to come over and make a little small talk.
"So, what have you guys been talking about?" curious eyes fell upon the 5 people.
"Serena." Her breath caught in the back of her throat. 'It's…ME they're talking about…'
Rei looked like she was about to explode. She slammed her fist on the wooden table and the fire was visible in her eyes.
"She's so clumsy! Never does ANYTHING right! Man, sometimes I just want to strangle her…"
"She never gets good grades. All those 35's on tests and quizzes." Ami remarked, with a note of contempt in her voice.
Each person had a turn, either talking about how stupid she was, or what a ditz she had become. But Motoki's statement hurt her the most.
"And..i really don't want to break it to her that I was only kidding about asking her out…" Serena's ocean blue eyes widened.
"Like anyone would WANT to go out with her…she's too much of a Meatball Head." Mamoru spat out.
"you know, if only she could change, then maybe some of us would think she was a little worthy to be our princess…"
"Princess? What are you talking abo-oh! I have another customer! I'll catch you guys later, ok?" Andrew hurried off, taking the order of a random passerby.
'they want me to change. They want me to be better, because they can't accept who I am. Tears threatened to fall, but Serena refused to let them. 'well, I'll show them. I'll show them…who I really am. So they had better be ready.'
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BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP…Serena heard the alarm clock fill its annoying little sound through the whole room. She had purposely set it to five o'clock today, still not getting enough sleep as she was studying the whole night. 'algebra…what a pain.' She slowly got up out of her pink queen size bed, and eyed herself in the vanity mirror. 'this…this isn't me. Or rather…this isn't what anyone wants me to be.' Before she could stop herself, Serena grabbed the pair of scissors lying on the bed stand. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed her hair and started snipping. By the time it was 5:30, the new Serena Tsukino had lost the meatballs. Now, it was just shoulder length hair. How she managed to get all of her hair evenly cut, I have no idea. But hey, these were talents. ;)
'I'm not…going to give anyone my trust again…because all that leads to is that they're backstabbers. What's the point of being so happy, when everyone just criticizes you for it?' She slipped on her uniform after taking a shower, and walked out the door, grabbing a cereal bar from the pantry. 'so what if I AM still the happy go lucky girl? It doesn't mean…it doesn't mean I cant pretend. If they want a different me, well, here they go. Putting up a front, her once happy eyes became cold, uncaring. –click clack click clack…- Serena's shoes sounded like they echoed, as she was the only teenager, or person, for that matter, walking down the sidewalk. The sun had begun to rise, and she took a little time to look at it, as the eyes that were once warm froze up, leaving a void to anyone who would look at them.
The former Meatball Head walked in the doors of room A317, giving no thought to Ms. Haruna, who abruptly turned her face towards the teenager.
"Tsukino?!" the astounded teacher exclaimed, after a period of time. It had taken a while for the shock to register in her brain.
Bitter eyes turned to look at Ms. Haruna, not saying a word, yet however, it seemed like she was allowing the teacher to speak. Serena waited for an answer, a statement, a comment, whatever. She had not expected her dumbfounded professor to just sit there and stare at her. They stood like that for eternity, so it seemed, until most of the class piled in, wearing down the soft teal carpet. Then something clicked, and she felt the urge to make an announcement.
"LOOK EVERYONE! SERENA IS ACTUALLY HERE ON TIME! Wow, that's next, a 36 instead of a 35 on your test today?! Everyone broke out in loud laughter, and the girl was actually hurt, no matter how much she hid it, or how well for that matter. But instead of crying, like everyone had thought she would, she bit back, snapping at her educator with an aloof tone.
"This is a fine example of your professionalism, Ms. Haruna. Or may I say, after your remark, you have none. Please get on with the lesson, I have better things to do than waste my time listening to a middle aged teacher neglect her responsibilities." Every single student stood in shock at what they had just heard. Just then, Ami, Mina, Lita, and sauntered in, laughing at some joke they had heard. The trio stopped suddenly as they noticed the class was speechless, the teacher was blushing, and Serena turned to face them with a chilling severity.
"Just because I used to be late" she said, disdainfully "doesn't mean, that it should be rubbing off on you three. Maybe you should consider getting here earlier." Serena sate down in the plastic yellow chair, waiting for the lesson to begin. Taking notes on everything the stuttering teacher reviewed on, the changed girl was finally taking things seriously. However, there were three certain girls who kept eyeing her strangely. Actually, the whole class eyed her strangely, but those three more than others. After the bell rang, she walked past them until Mina stopped her, gently holding her arm.
"What was up with that little lecture you gave us?! And what happened to your hair!?"
"Nothing was 'up'." Her fingers made the little quotation mark sign. "you should be more serious about arriving on time."
"YOU were the one who was always late!" Ami almost yelled.
"Well, now YOU are. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to be going to my next class. You wouldn't want me to be late, now would you?" Serena sauntered past them, her eyes flickering in amusement as she saw her "friends" exasperation through her peripheral view. Then, they turned cold again. After school, she went down to the crown arcade, a plan formulating in her head. 'i'll show them the true me during battle…yes…and then, they'll feel the pain I did when I overheard them…' forgetting about the plan that she had hatched as Serena walked in the arcade, she went up to Motoki. Seeing her, he had already made the traditional double chocolate milkshake, and it was ready for her as she got onto the stool she usually sat at. A glimmer of desire flashed in her eyes, until she remembered where she was and what was happening.
"what is THIS?" Serena eyed the shake with disgust.
"your…milkshake?" Motoki raised a single eyebrow, feeling like he was being interrogated for bad service.
"Thanks anyway, but could you just give me a small cup of coffee?" she took out a notepad, scribbling something on it nonchalantly.
"Aren't you a little young to be drinking coffee?"
Serena hopped off the stool. "Starbucks could definitely use the business I guess."
Faster than someone could blink an eye, a Styrofoam cup of black liquid was placed in front of her.
"oh yeah, Serena," he said, ignoring her new haircut, deciding it was a teenage "phase" "why weren't you at the movies for our date yesterday?"
surprise became apparent.
"Were you really there? Oh my gosh, I thought you knew I was just kidding!" a look of pity came across her face, as Motoki hung his head, trying to stop the blush from staining his cheeks. 'serves him right, playing my feelings like that.' The little bells jingled, and all of a sudden the rest of her "friends" came in, laughing and having a good time. Serena felt a pang of hurt in her heart. 'are they really having that much fun without me? Well, no matter. I've probably always been on my own in the first place.'
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Rei and Mamoru gasped as they took in their former fun-loving leader. Well, they gasped as the rest of them just grimaced.
'not only has she changed physically…but mentally too. You can see it in her eyes. Shes not the same. And she almost certainly never will be.' Mamoru thought. 'still, it never hurts to try to get her attention by teasing her. Its always…so fun getting her mad.'
"Hey Meatball Head! What's with the new attitude, is it 'pretend-to-be-smart' day?" 'that ought to get her riled up…' Mamoru waited for the tears, or the deafening scream, but it never came. Instead, Serena put her small black notebook in her purse and hopped off the stool, making a beeline for Mamoru. With precise calmness, or rather, coldness, she began to speak to him.
"listen up, and listen good. Do you see any buns on my head? No? then I suggest you leave the immature attitude at home. And if you have no other social life other than to TRY to piss me off, well, I guess I cant blame you. Its not really suiting for you to have something actually useful to do. So, if you'll excuse me, I have something productive to do. Unlike some of us here." She grabbed her coffee, which was still steaming hot, not bothering to put a lid on it, and started to walk out the door. The teenage blonde haired beauty was stopped, nonetheless, by an angry raven haired girl, seizing her wrist.
"what do you think you're doing?! Apologi-augh!" before Rei could say any more, Serena, in one quick movement, dumped the scalding hot coffee on Rei's school uniform. Then she walked out, not bothering to say even a quick goodbye. 'they don't deserve a goodbye.' Walking home, she opened the dark green wooden door of her blue stucco house, closed it behind her, and sat on the steps of the stairway directly in front of her. at long last, she let her mask down. 'Today…they hurt me. Everyone hurt me, to no end. And I almost thought I couldn't go through with this. It pained me…to shock them so much, and to be so mean and cold to them…but…in the end…it felt so good…
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Hey, peoples!! This is the finished first chapter of "ice" and I hope you stayed awake long enough to read it T.T well, there wasn't a lot of romance in this chapter, but rest assured, there will be! Anyway, I hope I'll be able to make my chapters longer in the future, and I hope you review!!! It's a 30 second kind gesture, so please do it! Im sorry about so much space in between, but, my computer is messed up. -_- well, hopefully I'll have the next chapter done soon, more along the lines of within this week.
Love,
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