This is a reminder. The characters are the same, but the plots are different.
yinyinhoney
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Chapter 1
Usagi has been dating Mamoru for a year. Both of them loves each other so much, they couldn't bear if they don't see each other for a day. They spend practically s few hours talking on the phone much to Usagi's mother annoyance. She knows that Mamoru loves her so much, but he's too dirt poor, he definitely cannot afford to lavish her daughter and her with big houses and nice cars. She turns and scowls angrily as Usagi kisses Mamoru on the lips, and then promise him that she will call him later.
When Usagi went into the house, the smile on her lips faded away when she saw her mother waiting for her. She tries to walked away from her mother but was unsuccessful when her name rang loud and clear in the hall.
"Where did you go with that Mamoru?," she sneered at his name.
"Out for lunch," Usagi said quietly. She knew her mother didn't approve on her going out with Mamoru. "I'm going up to study"
"I'm not done with you young lady!," her mother said, raising her voice. Usagi groan inwardly and turns to faced her mother.
"Sieya called a while ago," she said, smiling for the first time since Usagi had come in. "He's a charmer, that one"
"He's a slime"
Mrs. Tsukino was taken aback by Usagi's vehemence. "That's an ugly thing to say"
"He is ugly"
"Ugly? Why, half the girls in high school would give their right arms to have him calling them"
"They can have them. I'm not interested"
"I'm sure it's not too late for you to return his call"
Usagi shook her head, "I've got better things to do, like studying for my test tomorrow"
"Usagi," Mrs. Tsukino called peremptorily when Usagi headed for her bedroom. "It's rude not to return a telephone call. especially from someone like Sieya"
"I don't want to talk to him, mom"
"You spend hours on the phone with that Mamoru"
Usagi rolled her lips inward and held them for several seconds before saying, "I've got to study. Good night"
Mrs. Tsukino didn't want to be discard the conversation yet. "You spend too much time studying. It's so unnatural"
"I have to keep up my grade point if I want to get a scholarship"
"A scholarship," her mother hissed. "That's all you ever think about"
"Because that's the only way I can afford to go to college"
"Which in my opinion is a big waste of time for a pretty girl like you"
Usagi sigh. "Mom, I don't want to have this argument again. I'm going to college whether you approve or not"
"It's not a matter of approval. I just don't think it's necessary"
"It is if I want a career"
Mrs. Tsukino crossed the room, pinched Usagi's chin between her fingers, and angled her head back, "What chance will you have of marrying somebody decent if you get pregnant by that Mamoru?
"He isn't going to get me pregnant. And he's the most decent person I know. It's Mamoru I'm going to marry, mom, I love him and he loves me too."
Mrs. Tsukino snorted. "You're too young to know what love is"
Usagi's eyes went darker. a sign of rising ire. "You wouldn't say that if I were claiming to be in love with Sieya. You'd be arguing me to trap him any way I could... even if it meant having sex with him"
"At least you would be somebody in this town if you married him"
"I am somebody!"
Mrs. Tsukino clenched her fists at her sides. "You're just like your father-head in the clouds, idealistic"
"There's nothing wrong with having goals"
"Goals?" Mrs. Tsukino scoffed. "A funny word to bring into a conversation about your father. He never met a single goal in his life. For all the years we were married, he never did one worthwhile thing"
"He loved me," Usagi retorted. "Or don't you consider that worthwhile?"
Mrs. Tsukino turned and walked towards the kitchen. Before leaving she said, "When I was your age, I married the hero of the town. Right now, that's your Mamoru. He's good looking, a star athlete, class president, everything a girl would want"
Mrs. Tsukino sneered. "Take it from me, heroes are temporary, Usagi. The fade like cheap curtains. The only thing that really counts is money. I want better than that for you"
"No, mother," Usagi argued softly. "You want better than that for you"
Mrs. Tsukino slammed the kitchen door behind her.
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